There’s the story that is the result of choosing what gets ‘released’…

and then, there’s what really happened…

it’s both wonderful and, rather uncommon currently, when the two align…even somewhat or almost aligned…is good enough for a start towards reconnecting…

we’re not there just yet…but that’s a story we’re still writing…

back to another story we were told…

…we once believed—oh, sorry—we thought (I keep forgetting how confused most of us are about the differences between the two)

we thought and were subsequently taught that TIME was absolute (not the magazine, silly)…we thought and were taught that there was a ‘master clock’ ticking uniformly throughout all creation—marking time exactly—keeping time precisely—the same throughout all that exists…

…sort of like an immense wind-up, old-fashioned mechanical alarm clock that ancient types used to have ticking on their nightstands

…directly adjacent and across from their heads on their pillows…

    time ticked

                           and ticked

                                           and ticked                         subliminally into our ears

and,…                        well, you know how to fill in the endlessness of that ticking…

      Might I suggest that several generations of us were actually hypnotized

into believing that time was real? sure can feel like it.

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