Why is it when we are young time stretches out before us so forever? When we become old we do not even want to accept it. And why is it those who know the truth cannot even tell it. The young know all about being old until they get there themselves. The old know all about being young but cannot do anything about it or even tell about it.
I think our perception of time proves the existence of God. Time is always in the present, the present tense because in eternity there is no time.
Existence is productive and positive. God has to be if He is to exist. Evil is forgotten out of mind, like it is said, as a dead man out of mind.
Every question we answer fauns further questions we did not even know existed before. More knowledge is more questions, revealing we were all along yet again more ignorant than we realized or will realize.
Without questions we have no possibilities of answers or knowledge. When we will know it, I mean know it all? We all know what know it alls know. Don't we?
I think God has me on a string. And I am the yo-yo. There may be something to be said for relaxing and enjoying it.
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