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Time in Tangibly Diversity


Remorseful moments are infinitely lengthy to the one who is with that emotion, especially at night.


So entangled deliberation never finding any solution to tough problem in daytime is so lengthy as if so bored morning ceremonial speech by principal was reminiscent at one morning’s distressful walking for a change for researcher.
Exhausted with clearly solved problem turned to bed at next day’s welcoming morning’s mood in brightness is soon passing, neatly divided somewhat feeling is anytime so shortened, so smooth bicycle riding moment with straightforward road’s transition makes us to feel so shortened, but in wondering at mountainous winding slope’s effort needed sprinting is felt so longer, but after arrival of own destination, all former moments’ annoyance was vanished, so freshly.


In midsummer, when we drink so icy ginger ale or so, drinking throat makes us feel so shortened, all unnecessary elements wiped flat sensation is anytime so shortened, at that moment any lengthy annoyance was sipped away from forwardly felt misty moment, any past matters around it soon seems to be so shortened.


However, so many left unsolved problems intervene my sleep at night, but once I sleep, any embarrassing moment was clearly deleted after all, but when my unconsciousness feels my nightmare, its content was felt so lengthy in infinite duration.


That memory to nightmare’ s story would never slip away from my mind.


Time spending tangibility must be distorted with many factors in my life, but probably time itself must never be so subjective, just coz of it, we are free from any objective cool diffusing empty, but time’s its super materialistic absolute ignorance to anything seems so strong, and it must laugh loud about my chicken-hearted toyed situation by time itself.


Good-bye, my nightmare, but good day my forgetting many things in dormant last dullness of my body, with it, I feel scarcely feel that I for the present be alive.


Coz possibly my life either would be just one white daydream or so.
(Aug. 28th. 2019)