We push forward the things we do not like. I'll do it tomorrow. Or, next week. Or, when I feel like it.
What if there is no such time?
Do we have to fall ill to realise that time is all we have? Could we survive in another dimension?
What if there is no such dimension?
Then what would become of our genius brains, our cores? Where would we go, I wonder?
Realisation. Time is all we have.
Enjoy. Now.
Words by Ardens Missus Artwork by Jazz Brodard
