~~~ So a man walks into a Bar and asks, " what time is it?  "
The bartender says to him, " What's your Age? "
~~~ The man says, " I am Pleistocene Epoch, can I get an answer and a drink? "
The bartender says, " It's 2:00 AM, and yes, but you will have to bring your own ice. "

I walked into a bar and there were four young Afro-American men drinking who got up on stage and began to sing a song, "Well, I've had my fun, Time!
Well, I've been loved and put aside, Time!
And I've been crushed by tumblin' tide, Time!
And my soul's be psychedelicized, Time!
Now the time has come, Time!
There are things to realize, Time!
Time has come today, Time!
Time has come today, Time!
credit: Chambers Bros.

We all are prisoners of Time. Einstein promised us that. E=MC2.

So the firefly electric glow in our heads which we know as memories and thoughts float across the creation and destruction of the Material Universe and reach out neuron by neuron to touch the abyss.

Eternal life the Pharaohs cherished and pulled out the neuron and preserved the heart, 4000 years ago.

The earliest tillers of the Nile 6000 years ago were a breath away from the Pleistocene Ice Age man and his drink. As close as we are to the Pharaohs who capture our dreams tonight. Could they not reverberate to the echos of the vanishing Mammoth, and Mastodon, the sabre tooth tiger and giant bear, the horse and camel; as we today reverberate with the loss of our Eternal Life? 

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