Ep. 138 "Undeniably Turtledy-Truthdom" Forgive My Fowl Mouth Friday LTKHLTH

Time is an inescapably unnecessary measure of consciousness. Yesterday is a memory of fading and route meaning. Tomorrow is forever a figment of imagination. With sun and light stricken from us by our own hands, time-keepers are empty reflections of bloodless horizons stretched thin by ticking that continues to echo without common understanding. There is nothing more to worship and the spirit of the times has atrophied beyond recognition. The tetragrammaton pronunciation will be a discovery.