You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.
When your time comes, you need to grab it with both hands.
You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming.
I think sometimes if you are alone, you are freer because your time is your own.
You are forever alone.
We are increasingly open to understanding how we are all connected and that if we sink the ship that we are all on, we all drown. However, we have simultaneously become so focused on our own life experiences that we think we are alone.
There are those moments when you shake someone's hand, have a conversation with someone, and suddenly your all bound together because you share your humanity in one simple moment.
Never reach out your hand unless you're willing to extend an arm.
All along the untrodden paths of the future, I can see the footprints of an unseen hand.
You walk through a series of arches, so to speak, and then, presently, at the end of a corridor, a door opens and you see backward through time, and you feel the flow of time, and realize you are only part of a great nameless procession.