I looked at today’s date, and for a moment, I thought that that had been in the past. I was ahead of myself, as it were, as far as my thinking about time. Where is my sense of today? Maybe I am too much a dreamer, become disconnected with the stream that is now, looking at what is real from such a distance that the present day is already gone, yet perhaps even to live in the past, and the future merely peeks out from every free crevice. Maybe I am going too fast, and everything is a blur? No distinction between the moments, time bleeding one instant into the other, and I cannot tell where in the flow I am situated? Maybe though, it is as Einstein foretold, that time is after all, a merely persistent illusion, and I saw halfway through the veil: where past and future are nothing but a position in the spacetime, to see through that last dimension: and I lived to tell about it, too!
Reflection
11:09pm friday, 1st october
Stand, you are getting boring......Go run around NY tonight naked or something......ha,ha
Reflection
Stand