The world according to time is a real trick bag. Your theme it seems derives from that fact and your consequential reality. The latter a positive notion on what those tricks have become. Mostly to do with losing control over the joys that have escaped you. And now, the reality of what remains in your hands.

I like the thought of what your consciousness has created. to include taking back control of what your mind is struggling with. It says a great deal about your efficacy. And the nature of what can become of us at any age while especially at a time of with so many haunting trick bags. Mostly unknowns that have come knocking when we discover the calendar has deemed us what we could never imagined. while so many possibilities. I feel your conflict and the joy and the struggle. am out there around a few corners, beyond you in age.

I went from 50 to 76 with a snap of the finger. And a few naps in between. And a whole lot of what you deem an emotional, paradoxical , willful journey into a time that ends the beginning and the beginning of what time deems the end. With finality rapidly approaching time and place has now created another factor never experienced before.

The grand nature of what it feels like to release the baggage of pursuing something or someone other than the genuine you. You... the warrior poet. The writer of prose and player of stings, embracing ponderings while coveting the gratitude of a life well lived, appreciating the notion time is what it always has been, a trick bag for the likes of souls such as yourself. One of simple truths ... well appreciated... each moment a celebration, ever dancing under the pale blue moon light. And after a half century a moment has arrived surrounded by loved ones basking in your reflected glory. Damn, it sounds like heaven at sunrise.

Good luck and safe journey.

Eric