Life itself becomes negligible in a society where the monetarily measured standard of living is the supreme measure of success. On a personal level, one's time is ones life. Indeed, time is the most precious and sacred of all things. For whether we are speaking of a mosquito, man, mountain or galaxy, everything is born, sustained and eventually reclaimed by time. While we are incarnate we truly have nothing but our bodies and the time in which to experience life.
Time holds the esence of all that is sacred.
And yet, within the status quo, a tremendous amount of human experience is controlled by the lifeless linear drone of the standard clock and calendar. By the dictates of the clock, we eat when we are not hungry, go to bed not tired, wake up unrested, go to work through thick traffic, take breaks by the clock, come home, watch TV in half hour and hour long segments, and even make love all the while obediently reacting to the bells of our reigning time world. Existing by the clock and within the Julian-Gregorian Calendar that ignores the rhythms and cycles of Heaven and Earth, we have become a culture lost in time. As it is lived today, time is a constant degradation of the human spirit and has become nearly everyone's personal tyrant. Small wonder so many people speak of killing it whenever any free time does come their way.