.                     Echo Tolerated


            Repetitious behaviour in any

           form becomes a monotonous

           metronome, a mundane menu,

          a morose memory which keeps

                on returning to haunt us.


         Imagine being a pendulum is the

        best analogy, because a clock has

        no means of punctuating itself, it's

        a constant and why hypnotists use

        suspended watches to stymie time.


        The state of mesmerisation is no

          different to being transfixed or

          spellbound, sleep induction is a

        means of moment-ing the *****,

    consistence of an unchanging condition.


        The future is flawed, full of falacy

        a flat earth society concept with a

         precipice overlooking the depths

       of demise, the final flounder where

      the inevitability of anticipation ceases.


        On awakening from the illusion of

      the temporal there is but one option,

standing on the know ledge of awareness

overcoming vertigo, accepting that now is

a gift and this is why it is called the present.