Cronos may be eating us,
as his children.
But let us rejoice
in each bite he takes!
Let us frolic,
as we slide down his throat;
for we have a power
that he does not!
And that is the power
of our attention and intention,
to turn each bite he takes
from chronos to kairos!
When we turn each instant
Into the eternal,
We steal the nutrition
he seeks for the growth of
our own souls.
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