What is time? Who invented it? This made-up thing having some need to emphasize a visual and audible record of each passing second, minute and hour of every' single day and night? Inspiring the human creation of automated mechanical clocks of every shape and size, ornate or plain all in a synchronized pace that matches with the precise rhythmic beat of our own human hearts.
Devises that dictate and define our days and nights, tell us when to eat, sleep, pray or be somewhere. These invented Machines that created human stress and anxiety, and control our lives, while all the other living creatures of wing and paw on this orb Earth live well, mostly unfettered lives in balance with the simple rising and setting of the sun, having no compulsion or need to count or record the seconds, minutes or hours and or be somewhere. Just living in the moment.
I get it folks, I was "ON The Clock" most of my working life and prided myself on never being late for an appointment. But now, I have reached the age of not really caring what time it is, like the other creatures of the planet I am on the "Movement of the sun time", and that seems to be working just fine for me. But I am very aware that my life clock is still ticking away.