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Clock of Prejudice and Non-

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There was a clock
      with many hands

And the space between a certain hand
      at a specific area of the face
      (i.e., that limited space between the hand and the face)
      constituted a certain consciousness

Now each of the hands had different lengths and colors
      and different numerals and experiences upon the face
      to go through

There were black hands with long lengths
      there were white hands with short lengths
      there were wide little yellow hands
      there were thin long red hands

For one space of a hand to hate another space of a distant hand
      was insanity
      since each hand was a part of the same one clock

For one space of a hand 
      at four
      to want to eventually be wiser at eight
      was foolish
      since the space at four 
      could never really be the space at eight

Unless the space at four
      could fully realize that
      it was the space of all of the other hands

There is the limited little dull space of the segregated self
      and there is the not-so-limited timeless space of vast intelligence
      vast compassion

Which would you rather be?

One takes no time whatsoever to get to

Timely Droplets within Spiderweb … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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  1. This reminds me of Flatland by Abbott. Very well put and digestible. I’ll be thinking about this today

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  2. You always give us food for thought on the intricacies of life, and time, and a spider web with droplets that looks ordinary if not for the macro lens.

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      • You’re welcome Tom. I need to get to the store, once this rain lets up later in the week, and get some apples and baby pumpkins for them too. I knew we had a hot spell coming this week so I did not want to leave anything sitting around at the Park that might spoil. The apples on the Park tree are all gone, devoured by the squirrels and groundhog(s) then finished off by the birds and wasps. (Everyone politely awaits their turn, like Sabine’s Jay and Flicker series.) 🙂

  3. You’ve brought to mind one of my favorite Jimmy Buffet songs called “Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On.” It begins:

    “I bought a cheap watch from a crazy man
    Floating down canal
    It doesn’t use numbers or moving hands
    It always just says now
    Now you may be thinking that I was had
    But this watch is never wrong
    And If I have trouble the warranty said
    Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On…”

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