| “Time is an illusion with a purpose.” - Edgar Cayce 20 seconds to wash my hands and save my life 400 years 8 minutes and 46 seconds killed George Floyd 100 seconds to midnight on the doomsday clock 10 minutes to hard boil an egg 5 minutes at the open mic 75 days from planting morning-glory seeds to flowering except for a New York minute “The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity” [1] thyme is an herb and after reading that some of you will have no time for this nonsense but that’s ok if you run away tomorrow’s another day so far far away so make time to smell the roses, the coffee, the pleasantly dank leaves of Autumntime, the air with the earth in Springtime after the first rain . . . 20 seconds to wash my hands and save my life “Astronomers and scientists predict that in about 5 billion years, the Sun will be depleted of its hydrogen fuel.” [2] When was the last time i saw you? When is the next time i’ll see you? ”Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore You may not see me tomorrow” [3] yet tomorrow is an illusion spun out of incomplete moments now. Long before science split the atom there happened a great rift the Indo-European root for the word “time” is “divide” yet many maybe all Indigenous languages have no word for time, and according to Tyson Yunkaporta (a member of the Apalech Clan in far north Queensland, Australia) “... a way of looking at time and place that's very different from that linear view that comes across in English. So it's not really a prediction because you're not looking at time as beginning, middle and end, you're seeing time in a very different holistic fashion that's actually not separate from space. And I guess Einstein did the same thing. You're looking at all these events as one thing, so you are able to make predictions.” [4] Each of us one of many continuous threads amassing into a crystal ball of yarn or a dream-blanket― so where do i begin and you end? Or she begin and he end? We don’t. “Nothing has ever been finally found out. Because there is nothing final to find out. It's like looking for a needle that no one ever lost in a haystack that never was—” [5] How many seconds drying my hands? i haven’t counted . . . NOTES: [1] Bob Dylan, from “Things Have Changed” [2] “When Will The Sun Explode?” [3] Bob Dylan, from “Oh, Sister” [4] “Indigenous language and perception” 30min interview and transcript. [5] The Book of the Damned, by Charles Fort, [1919]. Mankh (Walter E. Harris III) is an essayist and resident poet at Axis of Logic. In addition to his work as a writer and small press publisher, he travels a holistic mystic pathway staying in touch with Turtle Island. See his new book of nonfiction with a poetic touch, “photo albums of the heart-mind”. ScribeVibe Blogpage |