Time.

What is time? How long are seconds, without using the term second, and what keeps it all so rhythmic? How can we, when we have these clocks, that show illusions, lose track of time and make seconds feel like minutes, minutes feel like nothing and forget all we did in the last 5 unreal minutes?
What are moments? Who made time? Society runs around time, time is necessary, time is everywhere, but what is time itself? Did we make it up?
24 hours in a day, but what is a day? What is an hour?

If there was no time would we feel the same with the same values?
Does time really exist?
Imagine a world where clocks don't exist, where there are no seconds, hours, minutes, days, because no one ever invented it, but they invented nothing anyway, because time has always been here; but has it? Is it even here now? On and on and on I spend my minutes, seconds, hours, days, thinking about what to do with the rest of my limited time; but is it really limited? Or have we as ourselves tricked ourselves into believing in it?

Can minutes be seconds and seconds to days, days to hours months to decades? How are we aware that time does not stop for millions of years and we freeze where we are, with all thought processes paused like a big virtual game, how can we tell if we are real? When it unpauses we don't know, like a character in a game, how can we tell if those we see each day are real or not?

What is reality?





One thing I know for sure,

The bread still doesn't fit in the fucking toaster.