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Time Is,
Not by any means
Of your dictation,
Probabilistic.

If participation required observation,
Than simply not perceiving
Would be the solution - no?

Time Is
Not, by any means
Of your ignorance,
Deterministic.

But then, even those without sense
Still experience within this experience.
As yet - senselessness itself is something yet sensed.

Raveled,
Something yet sensed?
Unraveled,
Something sensed yet?

Stillness,
Self-immolation by self-consumption
Which gave rise to the Phoenix.
Motion,
Scales break with scales
Like the Moon slithers.
Z Jul 2020
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a deterministic acidity
encircling, dizzily,
with futile steps and fruitless glances
I took my chances
and still I managed to glue on a smile,
at least, until the train

— The End —