I wonder why some mornings I wake up and the sun seems to have forgotten to rise.
Perhaps even the sun has its plagues.
Or maybe I just can't see it with these new sunglasses...
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3 comments:
It's not the sun that has neglected to rise.
It is I who have forgotten to manifest it rising....
no no no - I think it might be the shades
;-)
- and timing in a no-time universe. (utc never "falls back" because it never "spring(s) forward" to begin with - it's not about lights in the sky from a particular perspective - it's always the same - the turbulence is mine)
Well said! The way I see things, however, time and perspective both take shapes that are dependent on our individual perspectives. Do the things themselves stay the same regardless of perspective? If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear it?
I agree 100% though, that the turbulence (assuming you are giving a metaphor for discursive mind) is all mine (or yours depending on whose subjectivity we're referring to). :)
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