you hath no control over mine cares, Lord Time

a world without time
without measure of movement.

what does it mean?

nothing to me.

for the things I care about already obey no boundaries of time,
and so, affect me it does not.

For that which I care are:

art, forever timeless/those I love, beings whose lives mustn't be measured by length of existence/books, stories, tales, never fading/history, the past which isn't really all that far away/clothing, a form of art/love, which surpasses all boundaries

and so much more, things over which time has no control.