| Knowing the Unknowable
In no other time has the pronouncement ‘Times have changed’ been uttered more frequently or accompanied by more brow furrowed austerity then now. But, what has actually been transformed, now new, not what it was before, reborn in the flames of change. Is it the chronological machinations of temporal continuity or something much less nefarious, like human will, prone to the vagaries of emotion; emotion, the marionette of change; change, the subtext to time. Change is indistinguishable from the concatenation of events it seems to propel when viewed with the perspective of infinity. Agents of every form move in the moment with what appears to be intention, but only from the vantage of finitude will one perceive the implicit hand of intentionality. Problems reflected on with the conceit of hindsight are similarly revealed as non-problems. Change is only given its due when reflected on never when it is shaping the state of reality. Those who conform change to their will, declare routine their aegis, fail to realize that in denouncing change they have become the agent of change. Instead of allowing events to unfold, allowing change to occur to them, they clasp hold of it tightly; dictating the movement of particles, the direction of the wind, and the very nature of reality. They know the unknowable, they anticipate the unthinkable, and they enact change. |
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A box of pickled herring couldn't keep me from translating lost sign languages, bird-chirrped utterances, or the exhumation of my clogged inner thoughts in the form of a web based confession. |
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