Fun Times and Flight

Fun time and flight A clock from Salvador Dali warped and draped in place surreally oozing the minutes from birth to demise in a landscape of our own making of how we narrate life and the story filled with passion love disappointment transition… Paintings of words and brushed colours danced song oiled voices splash meaning fly along our journey for when bells toll time-pieces chime ‘Chronos’ floats in remembrance anticipation flights of fancy and escape… Strange and humorous those days past realigned by the present one blink and the moment is gone while the river flows around us never the same as time stands still and ticks just the same cascades the rapids of life… Sequential on one hand of the clock times counts and alludes to one thing leading to other like a winged relic of reasoned emotion with intuition significance left behind intervals measured and quantified like delusions of science… Can ‘Kairos’ the indeterminate yet permanent quality of en-lived stories and en-storied lives of narration and lined context fly just the same when epiphanies last forever when what matters most positions the other hand firmly… Time journeys meanders along the path both forward and backward remembering the future and changing the past that is how both ‘Chronos’ and ‘Kairos’ move neck-breaking speed’s painful arrest when Dali’s meaning melts us together… It seems funny how and when times fly or when we placidly reason that our perspective is moving and not the clock after all 05th October 2016 flying past or is it?