Wednesday, December 15, 2010

no time

We would try to imagine them, try to find each other,
To construct peace, to make love, to reconcile
Waking with sleeping, ourselves with each other,
Ourselves with ourselves. We would try by any means
To reach the limits of ourselves, to reach beyond ourselves,
To let go the means, to wake.

Muriel Rukeyser (15 December 1913 – 1980) poet, social activist
poem above found on the pacifist memorial

wall wednesday continues.

my head feels it should be september or october and here it is mid december. how did this happen? I remember being in a similar pickle last year. truth be told, this year my time-space disorientation is even worse.

no time to post these days. many projects, many deadlines, and I am behind on them all.

there is comfort in knowing that the world won't stop because I am running behind.

if I could only make time stop to catch up just a little.

no worries, soon it will be january 1 the annual clock starts anew.

who remembers this golden oldie by the guess who? no time - first released in 1969, but the song became a hit in 1970.

photo: playground mural at p.s. 41, new york city mural created in 2000, photo taken october 2009


karen said...

It seems to me time is moving faster than ever...and I thought it was an age thing...but my 22 yr old is feeling the same feeling...that time moves faster. So it's not just me. With that said...there never seems to be enough time to get everything done...and it's okay.

Watson said...

Reminds me of the saying: "The faster I go, the behinder I get." I thought it was age, but maybe it's the pace of our society.