Now is so much

This very now contains my birth and my death.

This very now is so vast as to contain the birth of consciousness, the age of the dinosaurs, a week last Thursday, and tomorrow.

This very now was with me when I was in the womb, this very now held my great-grandmother as she nursed my new born grandmother in her arms.

This very now shall see my end, this very now will go on and on.

Always, now.