Apparently, we go forward.

Fate goes ever as fate must.

As above, so below.

And so it goes. And so it goes. And so it goes. And so it goes goes goes goes goes tick tock tick tock tick tock and one day we no longer let time serve us, we serve time and we are slaves of the schedule, worshipers of the sun's passing, bound into a life predicated on restrictions because the system will not function if we don't keep the schedule tight.

They come and go

Life and love go on...

For men may come and men may go, but I go on forever...

For, dear me, why abandon a belief,
Merely because it ceases to be true,
Cling to it long enough, and not a doubt,
It will turn true again, for so it goes.

It goes as it does,Argetlam.You cannot hurry perfection.

But then it passed, as all things do.

As Above, So Below

As above, so below. As within, so without.

And so I walked on.

As we are, so we do; and as we do, so is it done to us; we are the builders of our fortunes.