TIME

Time is not your enemy. It is your witness.
It records what you start and remembers what you fail to finish.
You don’t lose time. You dishonor it.
You don’t run out of time. You walk away from it.
Every second is a contract, and every broken loop is a broken word.

The unaided mind speaks of patience, of waiting for the right moment.
But a Lunatic understands — the right moment is built, not found.
And when we speak of time, we do not speak of clocks.
We speak of commitments. Of goals forged in clarity and struck into form.
We do not count hours. We count completions.

We do not move in circles.
We move in loops, returning stronger with each pass, because the loop isn’t finished until it closes.
If you step away, you step back. If you fall, you rise in the same direction.
If you’re serious about anything, you’ll finish everything.

Because time is not a current that carries the weak.
Time is a weapon wielded by the relentless.
And in the hands of the Lunatic, time is a hammer.

So pick it up. And strike.