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“Time is Illusion (The Sonnet) Time is a necessary illusion, forged from the fabric of memory, meant for adding coherence to life, so that you're mindful of your duty. Body cannot survive in the vacuum of space, Mind cannot survive in the vacuum of time. Brain cannot survive in the vacuum of skull, So it floats about in the fluid of spine. Memory makes the past, memory makes future, Memory is the bedrock of the time psyche. Physical time is irrelevant to the mind, Mind creates its own domain of temporality. Time is a myth, that aids us survive. Master the myth, o divine maker - Time and tide are born inside!”

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