Time of your life

25 years of unbridled dick-glowing, inner-tingling, consummate-awareness normalcy thanks to choosing end-of-an-era direction instead of staying stuck, forced to honor the loyalty oath. Jabba the Hut was reviled so don't adopt that straw man as a good vs. evil projection making loyalty-to-a-lost-cause a virtue. Many a bum show was saved by the flag and this vision board gets another breath by plucking from yester-year's submission:

The time of your life. If time is just a thing to keep everything from happening all at once, how can THAT be your life? Maybe time is only the thing that lets you develop, like fermentation. Time is moonshine. But if we're stardust, billion-year-old carbon, and the moon isn't a star, can reality just be driving towards the sun with your visor down? I see trees of green and red roses too but how wonderful is life with you in this world? How can a non-spatial continuum be the defining thing of my life? your life? It cannot. Love is the spatial endless thing that leads you to "the love of your life". Hey, the songs are mostly good but the cost basis of life just can't be measured by time alone. If it could then Rory Calhoun would have built Graceland and pine nuts would be our manna. This isn't an argument but another attempt at fixing a flat tire without a rim spinner. It just feels good to release these cytoblasts without feeling guilty for taking up too much time. Courage