WITHOUT BEING
 

    ... and it seemed that time reversed, inverted,
    choosing dimensions more sensible in others' terms.
    imparting secret runes to those who gathered unsuspecting,
    unaware of what they were without, unknowing,
    glimpsing patterns, meanings that had always been,
    that always would be, unseen, unheard, undreamt of,
    in which they hoped and prayed to believe,

worshipped and sacrificed to shapes, words,
meanings born of time -  their own invention

    yes, it was there that safety lay

    safety
         - (from unknown experiences threatening...) -
         - (threatening to close eyes a fraction...) -
         - (a fraction before eternity...) -
    safety
         - (from the threat of love...) -
         - (the love of fear...) -
         - (the fear of being alone...) -
         - (alone without tomorrow, without time, without self...) -
         - (being without  -  without those who bred to reject...) -
         - (being without being...)

                and thus it would be
                    till the end of time
                        and thus we would be
                             till we ended time

                                    as we are
                                    as we watch
                                    as we wait to end what we set in motion -
 
          - pattern, meaning, form, revolving in unerring ignorance... -

                                                as we search for existence
                                                in love, in words, in symbols,
                                                in the fear which gives us hope (for is it not born of time, our own invention?) (that time in which we hope in trepidation to disbelieve) - that fear of not being - - of not being afraid -

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September 97
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