At times seem to fade the nights turned into long days against all the odds moments seem to diminish and get lost every second lingering trickles down to what is seemingly what I call an awakening faded, and awakening faded of the past and the future it’s an illusion of what is happening and what it will be believes known among us as a truth is that we are not in a position to make any sense or make a valid point of it as the days go by, we have a very complex notion that it is not the same. The race against time is only the thing that can change in the only way we are going forward in life not at a rapid pace, but at a constant speed, we will be in the present momentawaiting and awakening yet faded