Moments parted from one another, a distance that grows with the ever passing moments of time. The anxiety of separation as the time between past and present grows ever wider. Joy and sorrow, happiness and pain, celebration and defeat, all those experiences live on in the remnant of memory. Lost but for the thread that … Continue reading Separation of Time
The End of History
Time departing toward the end of one history and the beginning of another. Or is it the same history, burdened to relive the momentum of actions past forever and ever? History, wandering aimlessly so, seeks relief from the end of all ends. “The end of history in the sense of the inner aim or the … Continue reading The End of History
A Reflection for Ava
A beautiful face is perhaps the only place where true silence is to be found. - Giorgio Agamben, “Image and Silence" [i] Ava, my little love. What do I see when I look at you? I see me; I see your mother---I see you. In you I see the amazing convergence of past love. You carry the … Continue reading A Reflection for Ava
The Violent-Now
"I am the beginning and the end." This is said to us who live in the bondage of time, who have to face the end, who cannot escape the past, who need a present to stand upon. Each of the modes of time has its peculiar mystery, each of them carries its peculiar anxiety. Each … Continue reading The Violent-Now
