I’ve come to a point of conclusion that: in matters of life, most are the moments when I’m just as
an outsider of my own livings, as everybody else around me.
People are placed in Exact Location with Precise Timing, Paths are designed and Memories are made, liberating a vast amount of infinitesimal Incidents, previously unknown, but demanded by choices and (or) decisions taken, or not taken by others including me as: Myself.
As if in matters or living, what I do, or don’t, towards those Incidents are of no greater value
then what others do, or don’t, towards those choices including me as: Myself.
Acknowledging that at Six Eighteen of the same morning, I was conducted into a conclusion that:
again in matters of life, Time itself is the key, as if, itself, Time forces choices, and/or decisions to be taken.
And if not, Time itself will randomly shuffle and choose incidents to flourish.
You, as The Monkey Of The Experiment (also politely known ass: the reader of these words)
will prove the correctness of this conclusion by choosing, or not, to read this words,
unaware that the decision of reading such conclusion, were perhaps just a random Incident
shuffled and choose by Time itself, Not! as a form of punishment by higher designs of power,
but only as a reflex of You, as The Monkey Of The Experiment not choosing to do something else.
Know what you want & want what you know
an outsider of my own livings, as everybody else around me.
People are placed in Exact Location with Precise Timing, Paths are designed and Memories are made, liberating a vast amount of infinitesimal Incidents, previously unknown, but demanded by choices and (or) decisions taken, or not taken by others including me as: Myself.
As if in matters or living, what I do, or don’t, towards those Incidents are of no greater value
then what others do, or don’t, towards those choices including me as: Myself.
Acknowledging that at Six Eighteen of the same morning, I was conducted into a conclusion that:
again in matters of life, Time itself is the key, as if, itself, Time forces choices, and/or decisions to be taken.
And if not, Time itself will randomly shuffle and choose incidents to flourish.
You, as The Monkey Of The Experiment (also politely known ass: the reader of these words)
will prove the correctness of this conclusion by choosing, or not, to read this words,
unaware that the decision of reading such conclusion, were perhaps just a random Incident
shuffled and choose by Time itself, Not! as a form of punishment by higher designs of power,
but only as a reflex of You, as The Monkey Of The Experiment not choosing to do something else.
Know what you want & want what you know
1 comments:
Ás 0h45, depois de ter lido um livro com poemas do Ricardo Reis do princípio ao fim, várias vezes, posso concluir que:
O tempo é aquilo que fazemos com ele.
Nós somos o que fazemos do tempo.
O tempo das aulas de Português não vai voltar, o que, em certa medida, é uma pena...
O Fernando Pessoa era um génio, apesar de não ser Pessoa coisa nenhuma.
És uma Pessoa fantástica e tenho saudades tuas.
E, finalmente, deixo-te o link para um poema que eu adoro e que nos ensina que: faz-se a viagem não pelo destino que temos em mente mas pela viagem em si. Enquanto existirem viajantes como tu, esta viagem que é a vida nunca vai ser monótona.
Adoro-te.
Ithaka:
http://cavafis.compupress.gr/kave_17b.htm
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