What is value? Is it the flowering blossom of inspiration, the beginning hope, the early desire?

What is hope? The flower in the center of a cement wasteland?

What is desire? The driving force to greed? The slope to theft?

What is life, when you have value? Without value, we would not hope. Why hope, when you could desire. But, without value, one would not desire.

What is fate? Who decides it? Why is it so unpredictable?

What is time? Does it really exist, or are we living in an infinite loop of events? Can time continue forever? Will it slow down with future?