Time is of the essence and the fact that I am not giving more to it than I do makes me a lost traveler in the route to nowhere.
Time spent, used, lost, taken, from me and by me, doing nothing more than being the passive passenger within this physical body, achieving only the threshold of inept and dull existence, must not be the regret of the last breath.
Time is not the measurable dimension of life, but the scale on which I stand to claim immortality.
the MONSTRUKTOR