The Clock Works

If time were a deck of cards each moment would be a jack of diamonds, or an ace of spades.
Dimensions run at 90 degree angles to each other. Our 3^rd dimension is just one of those cards, and the whole deck represents perhaps a day in our life.
We reference the clocks to keep pace with the ongoing march toward the big day when all of it will be meaningless anyway, and we’ll wish we made more of the time we had.
We have music to organize time through tonal relationships. Music needs memory to work (our pitchfork on the haystack of the 4^th dimension) We need to know about whats been played to enjoy now and anticipate the future.
Fuck the stock market. It’s a waste of time.
The Clock Works is a place that fixes time, or at least clocks. They guy is very knowledgeable, and to see the inside of a piece of clockwork is totally awesome.
We are the only ones who keep a full nelson on time. Time is elastic to the moments that count. Kissing a girl…