in verse:
nothing lasts for long -- all passages are indelible
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everything is recorded -- like flowers in timelapse
everything leaves a trail in spacetime
a lighted match waved
to understand
at all any small bit of anything
any chunked bit of bits
anything yes anything at all
one could look at it like so
this here is a path
of an animal passing
some time ago
and this broken twig means this and that
and this scat is his or what
and that bit of scent was only hers or maybe not
everything is hiking
from writing poems
do designing dashboards
to fighting
and the mathematics of tomorrow simply said
will be: ever getting smarter about running things back
running passages inside out
t-shirts dresses outcomes
must hurry
because nothing lasts for long
and though all passages are indelible
an inverse is locally computable
only if the question asked is an easy question:
what just happened
what happened not long ago
every thing is a dying tremor of
a smudge a grudge a social condition
of some song
every rain is a new rain
but even so
things get irretrievable
every liquid snapshot is a slice of flow
every slomo is a supple glide of a wedding train
first name maiden name
every path i see
every (street i) do not enter
every (i see it) one way only
is a sign a story a logic how tragic
that the universe and its math are alive
even stones hurt
if one knew how to feel it
the idea of randomness
the idea of inert things
the concept of innocent bystander
