Time. Relative. In constant arms of changing seasons rolling Forward along rocky mountainous terrains as downstream rivers. Or cascading as waterfalls. Never backwoods in reverse. Though felt: Repeating. Rehearsed reenactments of thrown sludge. Recycling of poisoned cesspools worthlessly contained. Time moves sloth slow in the minds of children wanting. Or like a sled speedy on … More “The Nations Shall Know”