I know that times would not last. No matter how much I would want them to. There was a time before. There is a time now. There will be time after. No matter how much I would want it to be now.

It was a journey of an existence. An existence confined to limited expanse being shifted to another expanse with no limits or too many limits. There it was the soul crying, wailing, unsure, revolting and wanting to go back to pleasure of knowing the limits. It was as if time had gone still. There was no before, no after, only now. There were some hints of limits. Some hints of the usual.

And then, something happened. There were limits, suddenly. Those limits in turn resulted in no limits. Imaginations soared and the time was standing either still or moving very fast. In between there were furies. And then when everything was neat in another limited expanse came the time after. Looked like time was going to forever freeze. No it wont be still, it would freeze. Another glimmer and another expanse in the limits. And so it has been.

It doesnt take much for me to define new expanses in limits only to find that once I do that, its time to move to new territory - new limits and new times. What is now will become before and what is after will become now. If only what was before could become now and that now never became before again .... Only if.