Thursday, May 13, 2010

TIME MASTER

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His people called him Cronot, the time master. Little did they know he had nothing to do with time — absolutely nothing. His vocabulary contained no temporal terms of either the chronological or spiritual variety, which he considered the same thing. Nor did he refer to the material world in terms less lively than event or being; there existed no mere things.

Off the track of time, that clothesline from which the spectacle airs its latest developed film, he became like the camera left in a field throughout spring whose film when played back at an accelerated rate reveals the interrelated lives of its plant and animal denizens. Knowing he was the accumulation of all the events of his life experience he could observe the any period in the same way by enveloping the succession of events in the event of recollection at any time he chose.

So too could he serve as a fair witness to the minutest changes in what those distracted by time’s impatience would consider a rigid thing. Knowing that the eternal present is the only instant of existence he maintains stability unachievable within the spectacle.

While all around him his people pursued promises of a carrot just like they eat in the penthouse in the tallest building in the world through a maze of multiple multiple choices and tricks to be performed, he reached down and pulled a fresh one from the fertile loam in his garden.

As his people schemed on capturing the golden goose for the perpetual something-for-nothing golden eggs promised to be out there somewhere he collected his breakfast daily from his hens.

Knowing all too well the race as intimately as any of his people still nipping at each other’s heels on the stairway to the penthouse, he laughed heartily at his dogs frolicking in the open field while he massaged his healing heels.

Having worked from dark to dark to earn a brighter future that never came, as most of his people yet feel compelled to do, he took profound delight in watching the Earth expose and hide the sun any now it was a good idea.

Once the willing maker of better traps for gawking mice along the spectacle midway, he sympathizes from the distance afforded by the internet and the wisdom to realize it is still the midway, gaining more variations and seeming more real every day.

To his people it seemed like he could disappear — at times.

5 comments:

Brian Miller said...

perhaps because they were flowing around him at such a rapid pace...

Yodood said...

Precisely

troutsky said...

Perhaps because it is easy living in a dream.

Yodood said...

Gee, Trout, I guess your right. Silly me. Man cannot possibly live on Earth without your revolution to make you the driver of the living machine —NOT!!

JeffScape said...

This reminds me of a character called "The Watcher" (yeah, yeah... in Marvel Comics) The sentiment for both that character and this narrator is sound.

Did you take that video?

Got confused here: "he took profound delight in watching the Earth expose and hide the sun any now it was a good idea." My brain wants to read "sun away now," but I can also see the meaning behind the "any now"/time reference. Is my brain right, or my eyes?