Paradox Space

Though I try to distance myself from the island, it keeps drawing me back, like my soul is bound to its timeless shores. Or maybe it is simply the fact that everything is connected. Time is no longer relative for it has become irrelevant.
The present is the past, the past is the future, the future my present.
This never ending cycle keeps repeating and yet I am obliged to follow its course. The recalled memories sending waves of sadness and joy over me.
Abandoned by time I stumble through the years, friends by my side, yet always alone.