what time isn't

 

time is the reflection 

of a human conundrum.

it's not time that is the focus.

it is the conception of time,

and by whom?

only humans,

by their mindset style of usage,

are genuinely and positively baffled, 

by time, as the mind conceptualizes it.

everything about time 

is reflectively metaphorical.

our method of observation 

proves that time exists.

well it proves that our method 

of proof exists.

what it proves is,

we don't have any other answer 

for our method.

which is and of itself exists,

and don't really know how to disprove it.

and therefore, we use it as if it were true.

our style of cognition is a fallacy unto itself.

once it is functional,

it's hard to not be duped by it

from deeply within it.

maybe it's not the think of it

but it is surely entrapment,

by the thought of it.

think can exist without time mentoring.

but thought is totally dependent upon time.

thought itself maybe a mental prosthetic,

a dependency without refrain or recall,

as indebted to memory as we are.

conscious recall, as memory, 

is a kibitz incessancy.

literally, think has to find another space 

to function!

but we are so laxed,

that it seems to our self-consciousness,

that they are one in the same.

thus we have a problem

and time is a perfect example 

of unwanted guests.

now can never come home, 

because of thought.

although now is our homeland,

we are forever foreigners in a foreign land.

we don't even know any more 

where home might be

and memory, of all the guides possible,

can't ever take us there!

as long as we are seduced 

by a concept called time,

we have no chance of getting home.

not that home is out of reach,

but in time reality,

we wouldn't know 

if we were there or not.

we can think we are,

but by the time, we get to thought,

we are literally somewheres else . . .