He says, time is a tangible thing—
step outside the box
and time is but another memory,
like all other memories,
to be stored,
picked out at leisure,
at any given moment,
in all moments.
It is but another point or point(s) in this matrix
of multiple dimensions
that we are at once all
and none a part of.
He says, I am a spectator—
an audience to my own life
birth, life and death
and flash before his lucid blue eyes.
This is not an idea, a theory, a philosophy even,
but an approach to simplify those complexities change brings
to our infinite (and) mercurial lives.
There is no beginning and there is no end.
All that exist(ed), exist(s) and (will)exist in nature
is here and nowhere, now and never
in his esoteric sphere of reality.