As i sit and listen to the song that's on my WinAmp right now that goes:
"There's a time for peace, a time for fighting / a time to live, a time to die / there's a time for getting low n down / there's a time for getting high..."

I can't help but wonder what it is about our culture that makes us want to distinguish, differentiate, and discriminate, even things we can't really control: i.e. time or at least the movement of time. This hour (60 minutes / 3600 seconds) is for bla bla bla, and this next 1800 seconds is for bla bla bla number 2. Ok, and eat lunch for bla bla bla seconds, can't go further than bla bla bla + bla bla bla seconds. Things are due, but why make it so difficult to live, and not care about time, but truly care about people and lives?

Then,

Do I think like other people think? I am totally out there in thinking this way? Critically all the time thinking about something, or nothing. Always thinking about something else, when i should be thinking about what's in front of me?