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WAVES

Time drifts away,as mist fades on the mountain.The world itself is hardly more substantial.The living water springingfrom life’s fountain runs dry,leaving discarded bonesbleaching in the sun. Molecules of arms and legs and brainare rebels all and would be free againand … Continue reading

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TREMATON CASTLE

The great Bailey wallkeeps the outside out. Inside, the silence settleslike sediment in a pool. But there are soundsthat do not disturb the dustand imagesthat bend no light waves. A timeless, parallel worldlittered with the jetsam of Time. In the … Continue reading

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IMAGES OF ETERNITY

(Dust for the Human DustBeen) The photographer has discoveredhowto change the Present into the Pastjust as fastas he can. So that his facsimiles can replacethe Present of the next man’s Now. Both the photographer and the next manwaste the treasureof … Continue reading

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MAKE THE MOST OF IT

Said the Junior Dean.What is “It”that we should make the most of it?What have wethat we can justly boast of it? We have inherited our share of wealth;and karma and good sensehave brought us health. Time weighs not on our … Continue reading

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ETERNITY

There is no time in Paradise! Do not worry. Do not hurry. If the kettle is too small it will not spoil it to fill it twice and boil it. There is no time in Paradise. Until they count the … Continue reading

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THE FOUNTAIN

The fountain reaches upwards into space and, finding nothing to sustain it there, falls back into its proper place. And in this endless rise and fall, we see the start and finish of us all. Time flies through summer and … Continue reading

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GNOMON

The shadow of the gnomon* slides at a steady rate. Even if the dial is ancient, the time itself is up to date. Though the train sleeps in the station, the sun just will not wait. And the ever moving … Continue reading

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