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If only a moment in time would stop,whilst I searched the sky for truth,for purpose,for love. In that moment would the world stop with me? To think.To feel. To let go and to let God. Could the humanity within us be independent of the ego that controls us?Are we able to welcome emotion without having to feel oppressed by its conviction? 

It is a long life we lead but yet a short one to live. It's wistful thinking to hope time would stop and in that moment the rest of the world would stop with me and with it. Time mightn't stop for no one, but I can stop for me. To attain objective. To breach subjective and retain perspective.