Monday, November 23, 2009

Infernal tram-nation

A one-way path - is not what separates us (journey not yet made). The divide between it and us is not linear in time nor dimension.

The limitation to our perception is not in front of us or behind - its inside. Everything is all about - dimensions, time, probability - now, and then.

We are all and everything is much more - more and less than infinity and obscurity.

As we race through space my time, your time, relative or not is dripping, drip, drip, drop.

Pick up the paper, wack the dog... its barking mad, again.

Pxxxx

Friday, November 20, 2009

Spelling

I hate this now - the sods have taken off the spell check... grrrr.