As for he pronounciation, I say Thyme may well be a time in physical existance?
Yes, maybe. But time once again whithers and re-grows without stop. Where does this lead to? Ask me not.
March is tomorrow. This will my last post of February, and what a perfect number of the post to end, 10.
Love last foever, so need I not be worried about that.
With that said, I will move forward with a few points that are random statements with significat relations.
- Be not unregrettable over troubles caused, be you responsible.
- Yet not to love the world, but to love The Lord.
- In lasting existance is your soul, in splinter flame is your body.
- And so ye have made unrest, so ye will be in unrest.
- So be it the destiny that lie ahead, loving is thy heart, corrupt is thy body.
- And so move on shall we be freed from this limbo.
- Physics is fun nevertheless.
- I shall await the Gate of Pearls and Gold.
- So move on the month of March.