Time. Time is constant. Time is merciless. Time will not negotiate. Time is stubborn. Time is this race you can’t stop running in. If every star in the universe blinked out of existence, time would be unphased, time would march forward. Before, during, and after life, time continues to move. Time doesn’t stop for anything. But time can feel. Time can see, see more than anything else. It sees life and death, it sees hope and fear, it sees everything. Time is not a lonely observer, It is the lonely observer. Time watches over, sworn never to interfere or change, only to remain constant and singular. Time knows everything there is to know. Time is god without hands. Time is heaven without hell. Time is love without loss.