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a time piece.
sometimes, as time as (probably) strictly chronological (latin-chronica 'of time') and I am stuck in my present, i feel immensely pulled by the tides of past and future. how can i move forward when i've lost so much in the past. i have to move on, but i always feel like i've missed something, dropped something back there--i want to go back and find out what it is. i want to analyze it to see how it might affect what happens next, or x steps from now. i want to take it with me. AND, likewise, i want to forge my path(s) ahead, i want to see every possible path there is, i want to know all of the ways to go and i want to know what they might touch. this yearning impedes me. i am forever stuck in the present, trying to pick up pieces of the past to paste them together for many futures. so i have one existence here.
a piece on the nature of my turned down pages that precedes time (see above)
when i read a book i mark every page that contains something lifting, beautiful, luminating, educating, sincere... i do this so that when i go back to look for something i will know what i'm looking for (and maybe where to find it) the problem is, i hardly ever backtrack because i've realized it only makes going on harder. SOMETIMES, i read ahead and ruin what is in between where i am at and where i shouldn't be.
point being, my friends always know when i think a book is good because a look at the pages will provide a good rating scale.
sometimes, as time as (probably) strictly chronological (latin-chronica 'of time') and I am stuck in my present, i feel immensely pulled by the tides of past and future. how can i move forward when i've lost so much in the past. i have to move on, but i always feel like i've missed something, dropped something back there--i want to go back and find out what it is. i want to analyze it to see how it might affect what happens next, or x steps from now. i want to take it with me. AND, likewise, i want to forge my path(s) ahead, i want to see every possible path there is, i want to know all of the ways to go and i want to know what they might touch. this yearning impedes me. i am forever stuck in the present, trying to pick up pieces of the past to paste them together for many futures. so i have one existence here.
a piece on the nature of my turned down pages that precedes time (see above)
when i read a book i mark every page that contains something lifting, beautiful, luminating, educating, sincere... i do this so that when i go back to look for something i will know what i'm looking for (and maybe where to find it) the problem is, i hardly ever backtrack because i've realized it only makes going on harder. SOMETIMES, i read ahead and ruin what is in between where i am at and where i shouldn't be.
point being, my friends always know when i think a book is good because a look at the pages will provide a good rating scale.