Time and Karma
If Time and Karma were my friends, I’d definitely be king. Me plus them, a mighty trio. The new trinity.
With Karma on my left, and Time on my right hand, they’d execute my every desire. Like yin and yang, collaborating to influence the fates of all before me.
Me and Time having fun with the clocks… their hands would surely be sore. Going back and forth through the years to cancel out my regretful days; leaving calendars resembling crossword puzzles. We’d juggle hour glasses at my disposal, revisiting my few moments of pure euphoria. Hell yeah! This time I’m making every second count.
And while we’re at it, Karma would make her grand entrance. Pretty and charming, yet sharp; my little secret weapon. They call her a bitch, but she is simply just, and cold as ice; I call her Madame Justice. If you gave me the run around, then she’ll surely come back around. You could count on it, like your fingers.
Imagine me… proud as a peacock. Destiny at my fingertips. Living forever… forever beautiful, forever dominant, forever strong. I don’t even smoke and I’m on fire! Immortal. What a life!
If Time and Karma were my friends, we’d be a godsent. We’d hang the law and its cruel statutes, introduce natural justice, expedite payback and restore peace.
We’d be the 21st century Robin Hood; society would finally be merry men.
If I had the divinity to bring life to you two, I’d be living in bliss. My life would be shaped by my every craving. And how thrilling it would be to exist in this dream. Me, Time and Karma, the ultimate team.
