Time is one of the most precisely measurable quantities known. The Directorate of Time, United States Naval Observatory, Washington, D.C. generates the standard of the measurement of time. An array of hydrogen and cesium atomic clocks do it (atoms of cesium are above). Time is invariant, rock solid, universal. Right?

All I know of time is that it is a thief and a bringer of gifts combined. Time steals from me my most cherished moments and turns them into memories that are imperfectly recalled and at best captured for re-examination only in two dimensional form. Time sweeps me away from my disappointments, pain and failures like a protecting friend. Time has shaped a space for this existence of mine and has granted me permission to evolve - all this while ushering me to my end. There is not one thing, whether it is this life of mine or the universe itself, that will not be subject to the final verdict rendered by time. I am just a passenger on a transport not of my choosing and I don’t know why or how. All I can do is hang on and wonder about it while rushing into the forward direction.

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