from one point to another and if
necessary its movements can be
retraced... but when a world
turns it moves itself into a future
that has yet to be seen by all...
forward into time we move and
never backwards to retrace where
we have been, even when we can
no longer remember our past...
the past has disappeared into oblivion
and all that is left are the movements
of the recorded stars and their
relative positions in space... and all
of this takes place in the time in
which we all live... a while turns
and time vanishes from our past
but not from our memores as we
recall certain events and activities
knowing they have been distorted...
and what we think we saw or
remember may not agree with what
others think they saw or remembered,
even though our paths never crossed;
our presence proves our past even
though unclear it may still all be,
as we sort through the days we have
experienced since our first breath
of life... we see what is in front of us
and touch the wrinkles on our faces
and know that something has changed
even though we remember not what.
22 November 2021
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