The tyranny of numbers.

My life is ruled by a concept so abstract it is sometimes mind-boggling. Time is my jailer, wrapping me in chronological chains, easing me forward with it's sweeping fingers. The continuous passage of my existence is split into countless divisions, pigeon-holing every individual aspect of my life. The clock has become my bible, oracle and mantra, it has become the shackle that tethers me to society and keeps me from following my own path. I want to live out of time, remove the framework of those twelve dictators and escape the tyranny of numbers.