the past becomes the future of a
previous past and then the present
once another past has occured...
it is a constant revolution of time
that has no beginning or end like
a circle that was once a virbrating
filament of energy that whips
around from one side to the other
side in order to create a new reality;
when it joins it is fixed in flight and
chaos becomes random again -- it
is predictable but uncertain especially
since time never slows down nor
repeats of nanosecond of the present,
leaving us stuck in motion of one to
the next, aging from one moment to
the next and eventually death over-
comes time in that it ends as the
lungs deflat for the last time... yet,
this time is not infinate bur finate,
our soul carries on with time in a
different dimension becoming just
another string in the clock of time.
10 October 2022
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