Some how, in many different ways, that feeling has some say in what happens in the world.
Most times it is hard to describe Alexander, but when it comes to knowing - with no change nor hope for any appeal, the feeling takes hold of what he calls real. No more can he sit and wonder because wonder and chance cower at the notion of knowledge.
Sure people change and hope and grow and long and plan and aspire and count on and promise, but these concepts are just as miraculously produced as are these letters from my mind, into my finger tips and transcribed to the predetermined, pre-cut spaces on the face of my computer - faster than my brain has time to realize the letters are awaiting acknowledgment.
I don't even know what it is this man is searching for, but it is staring him in the face.
The reason this is even here is because everything that is happening is already over, we just don't know it yet.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
A Day and Some Good Movies
Today, much like other days, I woke up and started another day.
Here I am at the end of the day, crawling towards evening and I want to just relish in the time I've been given - Yes, 'relish in,' not relish - that would be very cynical.
The time I experience is not there for me to experience but, rather there for being there. I just so happen to get the chance to dip my toes in it's flow. I do not feel I'm special for taking part in this relationship, but I do like the way time makes me feel.
It isn't everyday I notice time and express my interest with it. I've only just gone out of my way to do so today. To think time is all and I say, "Gone out of my way," seems a bit self centered - rightfully so. Time is the cool kid, or the big shark; the undisputed and the heavy weight champ; The motivation behind everything that is and the motivator in front of everything that will be. Time is the canvas that everyone has to fit their very own picture on - contained, we are all a piece of time and time is a piece that will always be my whole.
My relation in time is all I will ever know, and not know.
Here I am at the end of the day, crawling towards evening and I want to just relish in the time I've been given - Yes, 'relish in,' not relish - that would be very cynical.
The time I experience is not there for me to experience but, rather there for being there. I just so happen to get the chance to dip my toes in it's flow. I do not feel I'm special for taking part in this relationship, but I do like the way time makes me feel.
It isn't everyday I notice time and express my interest with it. I've only just gone out of my way to do so today. To think time is all and I say, "Gone out of my way," seems a bit self centered - rightfully so. Time is the cool kid, or the big shark; the undisputed and the heavy weight champ; The motivation behind everything that is and the motivator in front of everything that will be. Time is the canvas that everyone has to fit their very own picture on - contained, we are all a piece of time and time is a piece that will always be my whole.
My relation in time is all I will ever know, and not know.
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