Time !!!

I am afraid of Time. Not because it stole my loved ones, and is stealing those to whom my life is grateful. Time is not up for me; it stands in my way in my every endeavor, every time. People believe aging fighting it is experience. It is too much of a measure for me. And I am tired of this adventure.

I am afraid because it is the sum of all forces acting against me. I am afraid because it makes me believe in extra-terrestrial ideologies. Yet I will stay, I will win. I have got my faculty - volatile memory.

I begin (again???).