Time, a mysterious dimension that is part of our existence, that marks the pulse of our existential journey, that torments us in some moments and more so when destiny and the future are at stake. The time, which many times we wish we had to be able to take a break and look inside ourselves.
The eternal dilemma, what will become of time? Of our time? Of time as that element that is day after day, that we cannot change physically but that perhaps deep down we can "manipulate" to make ourselves better as beings. A mission that we have between generations, such as stopping false evolution and embarking on new paths of improvement and goals for ourselves and our future. Will we be condemned to this eternal dilemma or will we know how to get rid of that stigma that marks the ticking of the biological and existential clock?
Once again….time will have the last answer…