Bill Jaynes: Drawings and Mind Wanderings
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Incoherent babble bubbles up in my mind
Time moves again. 5:45 am I walk outside and see in the sky, a morning, dark blue gradation with a sliver of moon hanging in the sky.
Time slips by
Incoherent babble bubbles up in my mind. There is no safety, no security. Plans can be made, courses charted, but the future, and the folding of in time is unknown: the true reality show.
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