To whom does time belong? When is it my time, when does the time belong to another? Am I ever freely choosing, even in moments of solitude, even on days of no obligations? If I serve another with with sincerity, even if I am being paid to do so, am I really serving? Am I not the owner of the time as well?
Filling out the time, defining the time, owning it. It belongs to me, and to you and to everyone. It is our communal space, which we can fill with love.
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