Time is the continuum of experience in which events pass from the future through the present to the past. It is both measurable & not! Time for us is not without end but time in regards to the world & 'it's' future seems endless.
Time marches on and our earthly bodies march along with it.
Funnily enough when I look at these rusty pipes I don't think of plumbing but of ageing. I envisage how these pipes would have once looked when they were newly installed. They would have been shiny & flawless.
I know that this middle aged, fairly healthy body that I inhabit at this point in time will weather and age as time passes on. The process has already begun! As wonderful as a time machine might sound there will be no travelling back in time to a time when my body was at it's prime, at least not in my time on this earth.
My skin will continue to crease & spot with age
My hair will grey
My waistline will expand
Parts of my body will head south
The sound & pitch of my voice may change
My sight may deteriorate, as well as my hearing
And my bones will ache & creak
.......much like these rusty old pipes.