Tuesday 24 August 2021

Poor old Gert she couldn't last it through (watts pastiche)

 You're not that

most people nowadays say 'I have no time'

now, the present is the only real time. there is no past, and there isn't a future

and there never will be...


We do a terrible thing, we imagine ourselves to be results of our past

we're always passing the buck

the wake doesn't drive the ship as much as the tail doesn't wag the dog

it all begins...here

 a certain image of god is dead, outworn, after all an idol

images made of imagination, made of concepts

life is no more than a trip from the maternity ward to the crematorium


you can't conceive reality


stop thinking temporarily



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