Sand through the hourglass, everything is slowly, lost, and there’s, nothing we can do ‘bout it, we can only, pray, that we don’t lose too much at the end, that we will still all, have our dignities, INTACT when we go, and yet, sometimes, life just, don’t work out that way…

like this one???  Photo from online…

Sand through the hourglass, how fast children grow, how quickly, you FUCKING adults forget? And that, is how things are in repetitions, they all just, looped around, into those cylindrical shaped spheres, like how you tossed that penny or quarter, into that funnel shaped thing in that science museum (think it was the science museums that had those???).

Sand through the hourglass, soon, you and I will become, immaterialized, lost, into this, trample of time, and, what does it matter, after, we’re all, dead and gone???