Time is our sack of gold

                           Every day a grain  or unfortunately   sometimes larger   life shorter  falls out

Is spent

But until someone survives to retirement  Intact   Only then do they really begin to or have the opportunity to cherish it

Earlier were pulling in the harness ofnot everyone  job jobs relationships marriage kids  Were hustling

    Which isnt to say that it doesnt occur to us

                                                 But

We havent time

 

Where’s this coming from, compadre?

    Please   No

                 Not wingman either

Compadre not my lingo

Come on.

Wastin time broheim

See

      You like broheim  So I honour you

Least you can do for me

You want me to call you broheim

    No

Your moniker

                 Bros fine

Followin my analogy

I am.

         Think it’s wise to . . . ruminat . .

. . Critical

            Life unexamined  Socrates  not worth living

Likewise

           Death unexamined  Worthless life

You don’t mean utterly worthless?

  Times gold

Gold worthless

Of course not.

You entertain it

My death?

A meditation

Meditation.

                 Really?

 

 

 

whispered  Tacenda  Tacenda   

What?

    Look it up   T  A  C  E  N  D  A

Why ya always spelling things to me?

Exacting

           Meditate your demise  if death frightens you

I didn’t say it frightens me.

You havent said it didnt

                            You often obfuscate

Like Im gonna take my eye off the ball

                                            Know me better than tha

Spend a little gold wisely   today

1555,  Tuesday,  28  10. 25

1018,  Wednesday,  29  10. 25

Hendrix  All Along the Watchtower  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLV4_xaYynY