Time

I found this bit of prose recorded in a bedside notebook of mine.

[sourcecode language=”text” wraplines=”false” light=”true” gutter=”false”]Time is not a tick-tock.
It is like a river –
gentle or rapid it’s pace is a whoosh
or a rumble. a burble or a roar,
a hum…

time is taught from birth as nothing more than a tick-tock,
a blink-blink, a tap-tap at a constant rate, impulsive, consistent.
Time passes in silence with mind shattering crash after crash – as the
clockwork interrups nature’s flow with omnidirectional shockwaves of
sructure.
Stop
Go
Stop
Go intermittant tasks are measured in the turning of a gear.

Time has been bottled up, refined, forified and sold to humanity
to be used one drop at a time — the river tamed by the superiority of mankind.
The roar, the rush, the trickle nothing but a Drip, Drip, Drip…[/sourcecode]

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