Yet another reason for my belief that I will one day play a part in the practical invention of a time travel device:
Today, while walking, I decided on whim to take an obnoxious pedestrian bridge that I have never taken before, simply because it spans about two hundred feet, has two spirals, is approximately fifty feet high, all to cross one lane of traffic. At the summit of the bridge, between two pillars, a Ranier Maria Rilke book was hidden. When I picked it up, I found a page marked. I turned to it. Underlined was the quote: “…the future enters into us in this way in order to transform itself in us long before it happens…” Underneath this was written: Oh! you who travel the currents of time, this future seeks its child returned!
I feel like I’m being watched on so many different levels.
On a lighter note, there is a new Elk Information Radio Station song, called “This Is The Solution: To Be Happy With Slaughter” (after the David Ignatow poem of the same title), in the Sound section.
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Greetingz, I am occasionally called Svit. I’m a fiend of Mag3.14 and have been perusing thy blawg with intrust — I was wondering, what leadz ye to believe that you have a time doublol? Thx!
Time travel doesn’t exist because time is an illusion created by intellect to give order to things on the relative level of reality on which we operate, so that we “can” operate. But obviously operation on this level is full of suffering, so the task is to shed the concepts of this rough plane.