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When you realize that incompetent police officers are harassing you, you need to call 911 and demand that a police supervisor be immediately dispatched to the scene. In the mean time you need to be vi...
Time Definition
(n.) Duration, considered independently of any system of measurement or any employment of terms which designate limited portions thereof.
(n.) A particular period or part of duration, whether past, present, or future; a point or portion of duration; as, the time was, or has been; the time is, or will be.
(n.) The period at which any definite event occurred, or person lived; age; period; era; as, the Spanish Armada was destroyed in the time of Queen Elizabeth; -- often in the plural; as, ancient times; modern times.
(n.) The duration of one's life; the hours and days which a person has at his disposal.
(n.) A proper time; a season; an opportunity.
(n.) Hour of travail, delivery, or parturition.
(n.) Performance or occurrence of an action or event, considered with reference to repetition; addition of a number to itself; repetition; as, to double cloth four times; four times four, or sixteen.
(n.) The present life; existence in this world as contrasted with immortal life; definite, as contrasted with infinite, duration.
(n.) Tense.
(n.) The measured duration of sounds; measure; tempo; rate of movement; rhythmical division; as, common or triple time; the musician keeps good time.
(v. t.) To appoint the time for; to bring, begin, or perform at the proper season or time; as, he timed his appearance rightly.
(v. t.) To regulate as to time; to accompany, or agree with, in time of movement.
(v. t.) To ascertain or record the time, duration, or rate of; as, to time the speed of horses, or hours for workmen.
(v. t.) To measure, as in music or harmony.
(v. i.) To keep or beat time; to proceed or move in time.
(v. i.) To pass time; to delay.
She knows her timing, always knows. The time to strike or the time to starve. Her eyes as a clock, she watches she waits she learns, and in the second she blinks, she changes her mind just like that.
The paint is drying, and time is dying. The pain is crying, lying on my back, trying to get back the time, to brushstrokes too fast, wet went dry and love went dull; now I live in a portrait I never p...