theMix

I am the mix, my life is the mix, God is the Mix, and my experience is the self-pertuating conversation between my mixes and their re-mixes; all of which comprises the rhythm that I jive to (or at least try to)...

20.5.10

times

clocks wind round
in lockstep, controlled
but controlling
only minds

the moon makes rounds
of wax and wane,
and with a distant wave
changes the tides!

in whom shall we confide,
for these are not one,
but two times:
the time of life,
and time confined;

for time, defined
is reified, then deified
until defied
by the timeless life
cycle,
when untied and unlocked
from the lifeless time
cycle
of the clock

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