Of course, time may be an illusion. Or our perception of it may be skewed. And we don't get to control the time.
It ticks away whether we want it to or not. And we each have our own personal clock with it's own tempo and expiration date. Our clock ticks it's last and the game is called.
We can appeal to the Blind Watchmaker for an extension or reprieve, but of course, he (or she, or it) is deaf too.
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