It has been a dream for human beings "through all times"... How can we travel in time?
But I wonder... How can we NOT?
Because we have left the harbour and are sailing down the stream of time, second by second... I would not wish to travel faster at all.
I study the views on the banks of the world as I float by. I wawe and smile to others and invite some of them on board. We enjoy each others company. Some stay and others go.
Sometimes the stream rocks the boat in a soothing and comforting way. Sometimes we have to hold on for life or row to clear from rocks or banks.
But we move. We travel in time. And I wouldn't want it any other way.
