The Ravages Of Time

Time is a bitch.  You are basically fucked either way.  Live a safe, comfortable life doing everything the means yous are supposed to create it, as well as yous current of air upwards dead.  Take risks, create things the means yous desire to create them, as well as yous nonetheless current of air upwards dead.

Barring the belief inward an afterlife, (a hazy topic good exterior the orbit of an obscure motorbike racing spider web log one-half hidden inward the murky backwaters of network Dagobah), this actually entirely leaves right away as well as the side past times side few moments that follow (even those could last inward question).  We are given an indeterminate sum of fourth dimension to create amongst what nosotros will.  Most of us task nether the prevarication that nosotros e'er accept to a greater extent than time, but inward the end, it inevitably runs out sooner than nosotros expect.

For my part, I am glad that I accept chosen to pass much of my fourth dimension riding motorcycles.  

If the laws of physics concord true, liberate energy tin laissez passer the axe last neither created nor destroyed, entirely modify form. Converting the potential as well as chemic liberate energy of fuel into the kinetic liberate energy of rapid two-wheeled propulsion as well as and thence into what nosotros tin laissez passer the axe telephone band 'mirth energy' is sure enough a worthwhile endeavour.

Take for representative the rusted hulk of a dirt cycle pictured above.  Before the clock ran out on it's beingness it was an liberate energy converting machine, as well as though motor forever silenced as well as skeleton chop-chop decaying, the joy it created is nonetheless out at that spot inward simply about form, purpose of something larger than itself.

Yeah, motorcycles are pretty cool, as well as definitely worth the time.  

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