how we have it that time exists
doesn’t actually exist.
it is an intellectual assumption
without the possibility of question.
the nature of language as proof
prohibits the inquiry
by the mental apparatus in usage.
the syntax of rational consciousness
prohibits reach and experimentation beyond account.
we cannot admit to being the constancy
of the self experiment
and dwell on the deeper truths of the concept
called the universe.
we are locally kept
by the means of 'conscious being' that we use.
we are timed-space bound as our means
of identifying that we are.
we over-claim our presence
by evidence and circumstance
that is ruled by identification and account
which are just techniques of time based distance
and literal description
that keep us from further participation in the now
by abstraction from it ongoing
without the essential experiment of entering the now
without the method of experience
we currently use.
we have a starting line, a gun, and an event,
all of which do not naturally occur
by the method we use to investigate further
into the world around us.
we are confined by the method of results
and the misuse of action going forward.
we profess from what we claim to know
as if a means to adventure
into what we don’t know
as knowing of itself
is not a method of inquiry
that takes us into the depths
we say we want to go.
we are mostly baggage as the bags themselves
with intention to travel the world
as we have named it
and to use the method of experience
as the payoff or reward
for having accounted of ourselves as doing so.
we are the psylopcism of existence
by doing so in an unrealizable way
and by an unfathomable means.
think, as it exists,
is the white cane without a capacity for usage.
for the cane does not take itself about
in service to itself.
it is not even a cane unto its existence
or a prop of its own accord.
we tend to function like baggage
and expect decales to signify
a sense of pseudo advancement.
we circumvent our timely knowledge
by linear thinking
but actually only define our sense
of a unknowingly held level of imprisonment.
language does not support our search
nor does meaning as we use it.
with meaning, we cannot get current
with the dimensions
or the energetics of existence
but only paraphrase ourselves
into an account about it.
we are deeply engrained in not being present
and have time as our excuse for that being so.
in the way we are self referential,
we are self imposed limits as our evolving.
we want history and story and self aware
as our means.
none of which is relevant
outside our own sense of conscious being.
we have yet to invent an evaporative means
of getting there
without the baggage of going there
and then reporting about being there
in return.
not a technique that will merit any worth
in a being sense
but possibly appreciated in an audience sense
if accomplished as such.
we have the world as an idiot light
where we all honor and attempt to peer out
into the claimed beyond
as if the universe is an eye chart test
of value and merit.
and yet we have only invented a concept
for what line three should look like
for us to say . . .
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