Hoarding

Me, me, me!

A contemporary slogan.

The subconscious, ‘very consciously’ ordering to hoard:

as much as we can,

as often too,

even forecasting the requirement of such self-benefiting actions

and somehow making everything right to achieve such,

ruthlessly adamant in its resolve.

Just look around.

Yeah, me too, also hoarding.

Why?

Is it for security and survival? Is it out of fear? Is out of hedonism?

Manic hoarding? Creative hoarding? Instinctual hoarding? … ???

Hoarding is a ‘feasting’ while the possibility exists, regardless (most are unaware of any impact during the quixotic rush) as long as the feast can continue.

It probably is a constitutional right too, wrapped into another layer of words for some clever jurist to unravel.

thought clang

Talk is talk – truth is truth

One is BS – one is fact

Life divided by time = episodes

Sovacheck Morrowto (famous author)
has released his book called
Dead conversations
- insane blank pages

the rhythm was played by a printer as
it wrote a sentence in beat, not letters
the book was incomplete

the Cosmic Eaters are back and forth

Earthlings call them Mosquitos

Now, now then

 

a Moment

is a measure of Time spent in Now 

(the Present)

 

…Now is oblivious to Time…

– externally observed Now’s are chronistic (lengths of Time)

in Now there is all that there is now

magnify Time and reveal more Now’s

 

“Now, the focal point of our existence

 and also the oven of our creativity”

 

Now is elemental and ultimate

…time is only abstract and scale

Without Now, existence is indeterminate

…Now or never…

…Now forever…

Now is it!

 

photo: personal archive