thyme passages: a serial novel: chapter 27347a-2
Chapter 27347 ... Knot Awl Dare
Somewhere under the rainbow bridge; we are coping with the need to cope. Perhaps it’s time to sleep again – like yesterday. Close to the edge, past the breaking point. I wonder where it all leads to – how the pieces fit together. Going over themes in my head and planting my tail. Tonight is lost in tomorrow, which was initiated in yesterday. I must change.
Thyme to get up and go. Time to erase concepts of space. Thyme to muddle howdt away from the muddle of the middle and quit the race in terms of destiny. No destiny – just another little boy trying to get off the carnival ride. Sometimes a great notion takes over and runs. Unusual. I think I need a jolt – coffee or nocturnal delight.
No circus today. Stumbling in the mission of trying to figure it all out. Somehow, somewhere, it is all together, just not in the here and now. Must leave the door ajar and fill in the puzzle. My brain is confused – it needs another shot of adrenaline or some sort of wicker basket remedy.
Whatcha gonna do when the world caves? It is coming, rapidly. Last night was a notice – just watching the stillborn bar scene, where the band was good and the pick-ups were entertaining. I occupied a seat and nursed a glass of water, wondering how I got there in the first place.
It was a birthday party for the absent cosmic warrior – who will remain absent until he resurfaces. Initiate the pace of life and it will follow along at whatever rate you meander. You can make it move, but then you have to be ready for the flow to take you to higher ground.
How do you alter behavior? Today's suburban scene is so busy, that people never get to stop and smell the roses any longer. They race from bedroom to cubicle to idiot screen, with a quick stop for what passes as nourishment at the golden arches.
Whatever they are told is what they believe, even when the stacks of reality demonstrate that the final abyss is laying open waiting for their soul. No soul available – just a cranking along of the same old, same old. Thyme to learn to fly.
Namaste' ... doc
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