Okay so there’s me the white witch of the family, my dad the warrior of the family… yeah, we clash heads because I’m a leader and he’s a leader an old leader like father time, father time has a certain way of thinking sometimes a way of thinking stuck in the past;
From my understanding this union between mine and my father’s soul has been going on since damn near the beginning of time this leads me into a concept, a concept of souls never ending always moving, we recently lost his brother father of rock and roll, boy could he play a guitar but he didn’t believe in this stuff (at least did not let you believe or even know he did) I do like my dad does… though I’ll tell you what when they come to me in the afterlife… my family their actually surprised I can hear and sometimes see them. my uncle on any hand did not make a quiet entrance I damn sure noticed when he entered and believe me, he was more shocked than I was looking back at it.
Khronos the father of time, begs us to look at the sand of time to understand the changes happening in the world and all around us, his scythe swooping down ending the ticking of the clock when its time, shattering the hourglass….
This is not to be confused with Cronus the titan of agriculture also one who ate his children all but Zeus.