For fifty years I laid out the traps
that I find myself in
—as old age attacks
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
Tres Dimensiva Tempus
Time passes through my watch,
as function follows form
Most sacred of mysteries
—the final sojourn
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Good ones, Kurt! I too laid out these traps, but as with everything else, I can't find them anymore! 🙂
Thanks Fred, LOL.
'Time passes through my watch,
as function follows form'
how subtly accessible you've worded this interpretation of your fruitful introspection's - invaluable nugget,
most of us would assume it was our naturally arising purpose for the actions we enact, that dictated what form (format) we chose to utilise,
instead you've brilliantly suggested that our very actions or the form we use to realise them: dictates, what purpose or function we had from the outset,
what an enlightening take on causality my friend,
a brilliantly thought provoking write indeed,
Happy New Year
I'm truly honored by your comments, LB. To me, TIME
is the final frontier.
Thanks again.
Kurt
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