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Time friction.

Time ... just didn't appear [one day], because without
time, that one day time would have appeared,
would have never been able to exist in the first place.
So how could it be possible, that in one point in time,
time didn't exist?

Only in time, is when time can finally reach itself.

Infinite time and Infinite space,
Equal, an Infinite trial of mistakes.

These two forces that have a relative motion
these two bodies that are constantly
rubbing against one another in one natural movement,
have the same basic characteristics
that we see in the reproduction process
in all living lifeforms, anywhere within the realm of known.
So it must be ..
that these are the mother and father of all existence...
 
In a time when the universe moved quickly -
long before we slowed it way back down,
when nothing existed except for time
and it's ongoing friction with nothing ...


came

[now]

- black static - dark matter - sub energy -
- friction - clinging - microns -
- stagnant - multiplication -
- compression - movement - rubbing - warmth -
- expansion - grinding - heat -
- gases - clinging - matter - pressure -
- burning - submerging - growing - gravity -
- weight - reaction - expansion -
- clumps - crashing - exploding -
- traveling - imploding - light - vacuums - minerals -
- atoms - scattering - becoming - individual -
- some things -
 
[Then]

From the sparks of millions of static shocks
multiplied, thousands of times fold
all across the surface of this globe
billions and billions of years ago
came
a natural way of harnessing energy
in a form, in a configuration of a small enclosed structure
or something that is better known as
a [living] cell.

We are the outcome of an ever adapting
dramatically changing life form, far from the beginning
yet, in the beginning
just a [cell]

To protect & live
our complex and intricate systems -
we are us now - but as to who we are - how?

In this very definition, we might as well ask
who is this that is speaking to us
within our minds when we are dreaming
translating the emotions that we hear, feel, and speak
projecting them against the movie screens
for everyone to see ?
 

This must be an act of memory -
accompanied by a process of reasoning
to distinguish what is desired
to feel a need for meaning
to keep our existence intact,
to find new purposes in living.

... And if this is indeed an act
then let us collect
let us surround ourselves
in substances made completely of organs -
universal organs
bending around the bed - grinding
with wind - slightly ignored
as, we touch - to each other with our lips -
for this - we shall live
passing thoughts through straws
through the walls of hard concrete blocks
somewhere in the passages
closing in on our makers
the darkness scribbles
filling in the blanks
with nothing.

Is there anything more important,
then the sensations of an orgasm - or to create
underneath the shirts of makeup
we touch for just a second - and just like that -
everything we imagine, is gone -
we constantly reminded ourselves
of this, because nothing is more important.

We are the outcome of an ever adapting
dramatically changing life form, far from the beginning
yet, in the beginning
just a [cell], struggling to un-struggle,
to live, without form.






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On Friday August 31st, 2007, MindRape (902) writes:
I feel like I should hand my pen name over to you after reading this...


On Monday June 4th, 2007, An Expired Member (7) writes:
What makes us think makes us alive. This was a nice chunk of living. It reminded me of the mind trips with Ken Nordine and "Word Jazz". Very stimulating, thanks. PS. "Solace... I vote love is a circle."


On Monday May 8th, 2006, Michelle Xiao (518) writes:
Maybe our form is unknown to us, and our potential hardly touched. - is a strong message I can take from this, and human arrogance has no place here, there is just observation and deep analysis.


On Monday May 8th, 2006, Michelle Xiao (518) writes:
I've read this before and have been contemplating universe, time, parallel universes and the increase and storage of information, all reflected in this piece, actually. science and pantheism, like cause and effect.


On Monday November 21st, 2005, urbanhumility (1325) writes:
profound as always, your stream of conciousness is always right on........projecting so much.............well done my friend...........................urban


On Tuesday November 15th, 2005, diavolessa (276) writes:
i shall add my signature to roll call, for this was wonderfully done. It's you and a few others cause me to come back this site.


On Monday November 7th, 2005, manywalks (972) writes:
Slice me open and bleed into me the words that fall from your ragged lips, let them burn holes into my charred soul and leave me (un)exposed. ~ wen


On Friday October 28th, 2005, NikesRain (1512) writes:
this was outstanding, enticing the mind to wrap itself around the concepts and piquing thoughts to wander and ponder... the extended gap making one anxious to find more ....


On Friday October 28th, 2005, NikesRain (1512) writes:
to consider and the last section finishes so nicely. simply great mind candy you've created


On Thursday September 8th, 2005, Solace (1420) writes:
This was a brilliant piece, it took me on a ride I do not often see anywhere, it is a competent and eloquent exposition that holds much to be admired within *bows*


On Thursday September 8th, 2005, Solace (1420) writes:
Are thoughts linear? Do they have shape? Is my idea of love a triangle? Is time linear? Is it a circle? The tradition of spatial conceptions of non-matter as analogies vexes me


On Sunday September 4th, 2005, Raze Drake (108) writes:
Time . . . . how such an word can play a sane mind into insanity, if one begins to work to its demise. Enjoyed, once again.


On Sunday September 4th, 2005, SamoneDrone (410) writes:
time is only another one of the illusions created by man kind. along with civilization and religion; all products of our own.


On Sunday September 4th, 2005, braindead_poet (585) writes:
absolutely brilliant. this stands alone, and yet at the same time right in the midst of all. I just erased a large mind spill from here..... you've caused me to think, mr. bepristis; not saying that i normally wouldn't ;)


On Saturday September 3rd, 2005, TheBardOfBlasphemy (475) writes:
awesome idea... that time moved quickly until we slowed it down... i've often wondered how time passes for beings with shorter lifespans, if it moves slower again...


On Saturday September 3rd, 2005, TheBardOfBlasphemy (475) writes:
[now] section is brilliant... the life of a universe on micro and macro levels... the frantic pace of it reflects the furious energy that invisibly surrounds us...


On Saturday September 3rd, 2005, TheBardOfBlasphemy (475) writes:
"[then] completes everything by posing an ever-expanding array of questions... some answered, but really, in answering, opening up more questions, expanding further... this was equally philosophical as it was poetical... daemonically crafted


On Friday September 2nd, 2005, Lotophagi (459) writes:
brilliant..... I love the concept and your originality in perception. Thank you.


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, Inevitability (645) writes:
the gap threw me...but I knew it was you, and I knew there was more..there's always more in what you don't say than in what you do..


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, SamoneDrone (410) writes:
this was monumental, and i must say, the perfect poem to read while enjoying a glass of red wine. i can't describe how many thoughts and ideas surged through me while reading this. it is so well written and so very captivating and thought-provoking. very


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, SamoneDrone (410) writes:
*very lovely indeed. ....-samone


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, Doc (190) writes:
Very well done


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, Gideon Lost (194) writes:
What a wonderful, powerful, and delicate description. Genetic escatology indeed. But are we really here? -Gideon


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, capt_funguy (1006) writes:
oh man ... brilliant , .. i could hear the fabric of time tearing ... exposed here is a 27th of a second glimpse into what the real deal is ... like a page of a subliminal encyclopedia ...


On Wednesday August 31st, 2005, capt_funguy (1006) writes:
our history crashes sweatily into the important choices that make our present ... we spin wildly through the universe breathing as heavily as we can .. so nothing ... so nothing ... brilliant exposition doc ... funguy



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