Because tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day to the last syllable of recorded time. The previous piece was woven around the passage of time and the journey of quality rather than the destination of quantity. Today, it occurs to me that Bard Bill foresaw a time where the recording of time, nearly every moment, would be its measure.
Time Passing 2
Time Passing 2
Time Passing 2
Because tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day to the last syllable of recorded time. The previous piece was woven around the passage of time and the journey of quality rather than the destination of quantity. Today, it occurs to me that Bard Bill foresaw a time where the recording of time, nearly every moment, would be its measure.