I'm the master of trickery.

I want to live outside of time. In a place where I don’t have to be concerned about running out of time. Then I’d be in the land of forever. Though I suspect it wouldn’t be a physical place. It’d have to be a spiritual existence. Another dimension. Sort of a nothingness. I’d still have the ability to think. To even imagine the physical. That raises the possibility that’s where I am now. Outside of time. And I’m merely imagining being me on planet Earth. In the realm of time. I’m able to trick myself. Into believing that it’s all real. –Jim Broede