Time is the avenger of ourselves and most of all
things.
Even from the point of conception...
Death starts, where life begins.
We exist in the shadows of our very own mortality.
Spiritually growing, yet physically fading... as the seconds pass in reality.
A lifetime of emotions and experiences are acquired...
gathered seemingly for nothing, to waste away, and expire.
Artist: Cole Swindell
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Artist: Ne-yo
Artist: Jean Michel Jarre