Time so precious. If we die quick life so slow if we are old life so fast.

If I took you on a carpet ride, do you see life as if you were on an airplane.

A child's imagination so great. Innocence sees the little people as the successful see the same.

If you look under a log do you not see a stick, if you look under a rock is their not a pebble.

Generations live and die, facts remain the same. We reproduce. The question is why when all things live as a being older than itself. 

Space is time, time is space

Either way 100 years could be a second. That second a new beginning. With a beginning is a new end.