There are so many aspects of your life that are determined by time. Your day begins and ends with a glance at the clock. Your life is told in measures of how long you must be somewhere. When can you leave? When can you return? How much time can you devote to yourself, your loved ones, your Goddess? Time is both a collar and a determination of worth. How much time do you have left? How will you spend the currency that is your lasting minutes? What if I told you we can bend that cage that is the clock? What if I told you that here in your mind time means nothing? Here, time is what I make of it. Here I rule all things, including time. Everything but me, including time, is an illusion.