space-time

no movie exists in THE NOW
  if it did it would not be
no movement exists in the moment 
   if it would, the moment would be a second 

no breath exists in the space
  if it did the jagged line
between Life and Death would be no more
     eternal  IS here ~ for us to catch stardust 
intending falling filtering flying halting pausing

joy remains a space-time tail of a 
     coil where it disappears as 
we lay eyes on its slithering point escaped 
        a longed for romance with Divinity
         when waters break down plughole
               gone are sequins we sewed and hair
                                plaited with pearls

          s p a c e   b  e c o m e s   a c e

           n o   n e e d   t o   r  a  c  e 

TIMELINES  exists  s i m u l t a n e o u s l y

                                    •••
                     <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>
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Hind Avatar
November 24, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Breathtaking, quite a ride... <3 xxoo
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November 13, 2025 at 6:41 AM
Dear Ghairo, What a really deep and fascinating poem on space-time and perception! I loved how you deconstructed those fundamental concepts, arguing that nothing truly exists in "the moment". Autumn Blessings, Dear Ghairo, Daniel
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