The Time has Come. From Where?
Just a day at the office for Father Time
(Jan. 1, 2009 - Greenwich, England, 12:01:59 GMT)
That was fast! Turn the page. A New Year, new start and all the promise that comes with such a milestone albeit, in the big scheme, an arbitrary one. To think, all of us a year older with the flip of a calendar page. Wow.
Time in, time out, time has just expired. Time’s a wastin’, give it some time. Don’t fucking waste MY TIME.
In a minute, give me a sec. At a time to be determined. Hey, Chico, this is MY TIME. Really?
Shawnequa will MAKE time for you. Book me a time. Only if Al HAS the time.
Mildred’s time was right. Cletus ran out of time. Omar was willing to SPLIT the time with Gus but Annabelle didn’t think they had ENOUGH time. Wilfred figured they would FIND the time. What time is it anyway? Does anyone KNOW the correct time?
Overtime, double time, time and a half. Break time, lunch time, dinner time. Half time. EST, CST, PST, MST.
Daylight SAVINGS time. Bedtime.
Story time. Ancient times, modern times and time gone by. Arnie said just GIVE IT some MORE time.
Whose time are we on anyway?
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
That’s PLENTY of time; actually, that’s MORE THAN enough time. Fritz is going to take his time now that he’s got the time. Dolores KNOWS how to USE HER time. That was time WELL SPENT.
Good times, bad times, happy times, sad times. Peaceful times. War time. A TIME of WAR. It’s about time: it’s about space. It’s about being caught in the strangest place.
Time will tell.
Just give it some time. Harold will KNOW when the time is RIGHT. Anita doesn’t think it’s time YET.
Let some time pass, after all, TIME HEALS all wounds. Just PUT sometime between it. Take some time off. You have given enough of your time already, dear.. How gracious to spend some time with us, Beatrice. We’ve been wanting to do this for a looooong time.
Timing is everything. If you time it right. It’s Miller time. Time for a nap. Time to put an end to this.
THE TIME HAS COME!
It’s show time! It is a very slow time now. Time just got away from him. Oscar said he LOST all that time. Filbert has NO SENSE of time.
Time card. Time to GIVE UP. There’s no time like the present. Lloyd, you picked one HELLAVA time for this. Bonnie said it was a damned good time.
Time zone. Launch time. Prison time. Mel said they were DARK times. Times were bleak. Times were tough. It really was a rough time. It was the time of her life! Prime time. Clarice said it was a good time. This is a bad time.
Now is definitely NOT the time for that. Perhaps another time or some OTHER time. We will make time for that.
Can time be good or bad? This isn’t going to be good. Bart, this is going to be bad. We are heading for TROUBLED times.
Barney hs ALL the time in the world; he has NOTHING but time. Give of your time. Morris gave so much of his time. Cynthia wouldn’t donate ANY of Her time.
TIME IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT
There can be no such thing as a good year or a bad year. Years are designated as we so choose.
Time is a linear continuum, punctuated only superficially by the cyclical nature of our atmosphere and cosmic locale.
The sun rise and sun set is a natural division: it has been recognized as such by man and beast alike since the dawn of their existence. The dawn of time.
There are cycles represented in the change of seasons but these too, are part of the linear equation rather than distinct lines of demarcation despite having an official “first day “ of winter, summer, spring and fall.
Time is what it is and it is a universal constant despite the “theory” of relativity and other hypothetical conjecture “provable” only by man made algorithms and highly advanced computing power. They can crunch the numbers in NO time Flat!
Our calendar is merely the latest version in a long lineage of artificial divisions of time. Even today, in 2009, there exists various calendars observed by smaller populations around the globe. The Hebrew calendar, The Chinese calendar: are they any less accurate or meaningful than the standard accepted lunar calendar? Circadian rhythms are biological manifestations born out of adaptation, nothing more or less.
We chop up time, cut it, dice, splice, link and make it as we go. We waste, squander and gamble our time away as if we have plenty of time.
When time stands still.
Time, the rapacious creditor.
Our age old quest to manage, measure, make more and control the pace of time is among the monumental follies of mankind. Fuck Einstein and his time warps, worm holes and time folding back over itself. Time is a locomotive steaming along on sturdy stainless steel tracks at a meticulously maintained constant rate as it has for BILLIONS of years.
The true nature of time, the enormity of time, we cannot fully fathom. 100 million years ago. Billions of years. In that context what is a millennium, a year, month or week. The minuteness of now, what is an hour, a minute or a few seconds?
Yesterday, today and tomorrow?
The time is now.
Your time is now.
All we’ve got is NOW.
We’ll get back to you some OTHER time.
Sed fugit interea fugit irreparabile tempus.
(Look it up when you find the time)
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