I laughed at the absurdity of it all and mourned the utmost mundane in life. Are we just machines that are constantly aiming for a timely deadline? Can a glimpse of summer brighten our blues?

This was truly a light and uncomplicated take regarding the time travel theme. In spite of its absurdist comedy performed by its stupidly quirky characters, it turned out to be more clever. Without it being too straightforwardly philosophical, the subtlety of its dialogue suggested otherwise.

"Isn't it more logical to think everything's decided from the start?"

"Can one change their name?"

There's the philosophical, theological, and scientific musing going between these two conclusions from two different characters: Predestination vs. Free Will. Personally, I think that both concepts are two sides of the same coin. Both are true, co-existing, and complementary of each other. Just as how we are both made of objective truths and subjective ideas. So, keep laughing at the absurdity of it all and mourning the mundane. As time is an unstoppable force that always comes and goes, yet, there is summer that can also be an enforceable idea and a state of mind.


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S U M M E R
a bleary breeze blew
in the town of indie bliss
where nights disappeared

T I M E
you were born to kill
and also to die daily
yet, alive always

M A C H I N E
in copper and gold
of sweats, and tears, and of blood
the crude have no soul

B L U E S
tender angel hues
melancholic violets
serene violence