People just love to celebrate. They assign special symbolism for specific numbers or specific points in time. That is the reason why mankind invented calendars, numbers, ages, birthdays, and the notion of time.

“Time. A footspan on eternity’s trail.”

Time flies so fast… It moves too soon… In one of Bilbo Baggins‘ riddles featured in JRR Tolkien’s The Hobbit, a riddle for time goes:

“This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down. “

And that is the reality of life. We age, we grow, and we die. We fear that we are losing time as it quickly slips away from our fingers–but alas! we never lose time. Time has always been here: it never grows, it merely continues. It stretches and diminishes, depending on one’s senses. It crawls in the dark, and hides in the shadows, unnoticed and dimmed by mirth and gaeity, but leaps on towards you, when you least expect it… and you realize that all that mirth and gaeity are but mirrors and illusions: trickery to haze up your mind and shield you from reality.

But what is that reality? What is that realization that youth hides from us?

I don’t know either, so I guess all we have to do is find out ourselves.

“Now is the only time there is. Make your now wow,
your minutes miracles, and your days pay. Your
life will have been magnificently lived and
invested, and when you die you will have made a
difference.”
- Mark Victor Hansen

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This is my 100th blog entry.
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Kitten should be in New Jersey by now. I hope you had a nice trip, dear!