Time

Ok. Hear me out on this one. As long as you have the time to do so. How the fuck can you have time? I'm really confused by this whole time thing. What the fuck is it? Sometimes you've got too much time, then other times there's too little time. Then something happens just in the nick of time. What the fuck is a nick anyway, and does time really have one? It seems like one of those things thats made up just to disappoint you. Whenever you want a moment to last forever its over in the blink of an eye, and then when something is going horribly wrong and you just want it to be over time extends itself and it lasts forever. And then this other time you eat some weird piece of paper with a picture of Winnie the Pooh on it and time just starts undulating and dancing all over the place and you're not sure if its coming or going or maybe you even think you can hold onto time with your bare hands and wrestle it as if you were breaking a big old bronco named Widowmaker. I mean what exactly is it? Is it a liquid of some sort that flows by you, or is it a solid that you can have and use up? Are we even sure that it exists? What if the whole concept of time is just something we made up to freak out the acid freaks desperately trying to get a grasp on it so they won't get bucked off into some strange dimension where no one cares about time and just sits around chilling out. And then they stumble upon the stoners.