It is said that time, like light, never loses its purpose. A true statement as long as light doesn't meet a greater light, and time doesn't meet eternity.
These days I'm trying to race time in a marathon, and it seems I have no chance of beating it, even though we're both running in the same direction, towards the light.
And yet I believe that in the face of the light of eternity I will defeat time at the very last second, but until then I try to deal with it in such a way that, by the time we both reach the Light, I will have finished what I started...
I translate rays of Light from the language in which I was born, into the language of the world... but first I negotiate at the gate of the language of many, English...
... and I put here the progress of my race against time... though we are both running towards the Light... to the day when time will remain without... time... but will be a ray of light... and rest... for both of us... under rays of Light.
So... progress looks like this: {link}
Apparently, it’s a spring, a river, a stream, a delta, an ocean... it all depends on the perspective from which you look, because if “Tomorrow” were to look towards “Yesterday”, it would say that from its sense, going backward to the direction of our movement through time and space, the ocean overflows into the delta, into the stream, into the river, and into the spring, and that from the point of view of “Tomorrow”, with the reality that hasn’t yet arrived, it is right, because, as we said, it’s just about perspective, and “Tomorrow” is richer in accumulated reality than “Today”, just as the ocean is richer than a puddle, than a lake... but not richer than the spring... the spring flows, and it’s unknown from where, since when, and to where...
... the ocean is the only one that knows...
... knows that all things come from a «α-Spring»... and they are!
by «Letters of Salem» & Springs of Salem
by Elia7even