i dreamed last night. i dream every time i sleep. last night's dealt
with crickets. and time. does anyone out there truly understand the concept of time? can you
grasp it? what is it? it is too strange a thing for me perhaps.
strange, like infinity... say a man saw himself in the future, or that future man contacted his
past self. he gave himself some information that he would not have had
otherwise. in this case, he instructs himself to build a time machine.
now, i consider that information he wouldn't have had otherwise. so
the question is, where did it come from? i've known lots of people, and i believe our minds are capable of a
great many things, but i wonder if anyone is intelligent enough to
imagine some of the things we've created. being who i am, i
immediately attribute it to the will of God. i think we must, from
time to time, tap into the place where God has written all the good
poetry, painted all the pretty paintings, solved primal physics, and
proved all the intricate theorems. etc etc etc ad nauseum. and i figure time is described therein, scribbled on the back of some
big cosmic bubble gum wrapper. ghost
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