Monday, March 06, 2006


She and I danced again, practice counting backwards, four, three, two, one. Step left right left, pause, right left right, pause, left right left, pause, right left right.

The problem with starting at one and counting up resides in the question of will it be four? or eight? Wait for the phrase to cycle around again, and it might even be sixteen.

Counting time is a curious thing.

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This is the time and the record of the time. I'll avoid definition as much as humanly possible. We can never step in the same river twice. Cold mud and fast currents and rocks and roots entangle, hot and fecund in the summer and frozen slow in the winter. Subject to change. I dream of Paradise.