Could it be true that beliefs are altered by time? Naturally. But what if time is getting closer to the end game. The last of time as a life would comprehend it. What does that reality do to beliefs? I wonder about it in the context of Dawkins. Human as can be, wildly well respected for his beliefs is now doing a claw-back. A crab crawling sideways in order to harmonize with the siren in his head... alas, time is running short. And here he is wrangling with his beliefs now a cultural something when before he was an alien force to the nothingness.

What the hell one could ask or is there something else? I wonder. As he must, is there more to beliefs other than simply words?

Is time the almighty and the words simply reeds in the wind? I wonder about such affairs of the heart [ cultural ties] and the mind [ where old beliefs drift about...] and the likely nature we are all simply wishing to be heard. And understood. And loved. And in the end, true to what really matters.