It's official

I have officially decided and it is my firm belief that time is not rubber. And time isn't a line.
Time is not a circle, a ring. Like a donut.
Time it like a dime.
Round and circular and there and solid. Like a dinner plate.
Like a dime in this big black thing we call infinity.
And God is outside of that. And He does His thing in time all at once according to His will.
Even though we have free will. We're making our decisions freely and being predestined. We are already there. Somewhere on this dime, our souls have already been sucked clean out of our bodies and are in heaven.
I am never in the future and never in the past. There's just still images of me on a line of indefinable present'(s) forever.