Reality is a clock of ticks and tocks, seconds and hours, you are but a fraction of a fraction, ad infinium. You are but a fraction of time, meaningless, but your life has meaning in the role you play, if your role is bad, then it your role to change that role, for I am I and you are you, but we are both I.
The beginning is where one begins in a story, but this is not the beginning except the first thing God. Yet their is No beginning, and their is in relation to the end, that is absurd one claims because then their would be no beginning, but the point of entrance into the circle of time is the beginning.
In the middle is where we are , but their is many middles, but we are in THE middle because all that was the beginning has past and all that will is coming after, but we are somewhere in the middle because THE middle is huge, but that is absurd because their is one middle, but what is the middle of that.
The End is where it all ends, but their are many ends and beginnings, some are not even THE End. So then their is also no end as an end and ends that are false for sake of a kind. Still what of The Edge End, what be beyond that but the END.
Their is also that which is between the end and beginning, which is far larger than anything, but is anything to think. Because between is everything and so their is everything between the ends and beginnings, including nothing because that is everything.
And you will say you life is a bad role, that their was only one beginning or many, that their is only one middle that this is the edge and not everything exists, but still the clock ticks.
Because, the clock has cleft struck, and the future is now in the past and future. You are in the present which is presently as such, but things have changed before, Always in a new way, but what is your new way you ask?Why not every way not seen between the Beginning, Middle and End.
No comments:
Post a Comment