“2020”

my emphindun phase… in full swing
What begins with the hour “zero”, where it trickles away to the “drumbeat of the blue hour”, is the reflection in the eye of time. The measurement of my time. 20 years have passed since then and 20 years I look into my now…

I look intently at the images in my head. It’s different every time, how they flash and impose themselves, how they fade but are still a part of me. How I shape them, my heroes, icons, flashes of light or scraps of literature. A partial refinement of my time.

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