The future has never been determinatively controllable. The past, in reference has always been unreliably undeniable. The only moment we have is the moment we are in, from one to the next. Any choice given or made has karma, attached at the hip. A burden is never anything more than the butterfly effect. If we meet, spend a second in each other. . . . In hearts, in arms, in eyes. What's lost? How many seconds in a moment? Is a moment a minute or an hour How much does time matter, when time has no matter at all Consumed by consumption wrapped in plastic. Our society has forgotten that the masks we wear today, only hide us from each other. The future, undercover. The past and the moment happen just the same. In forgetting the past, we miss the moment to change the future