timekeeping.

11 November 2012 · by · in blah, definition

Time, as Cummings has written, is what keeps everything from happening all at once. My time, however, keeps everything happening all at once. All the time, I try incessantly to keep everything from happening all at once, but I’m not time; and my time keeps me from doing it – not even once.

So. Time, as Cummings has written, a few times already, is what keeps everything from happening all at once. Time and again everything keeps happening all at once though, so I don’t know. I suppose only time will tell. And only time can tell. Not Cummings.

As a result of an auction in Sarah Vanhee's The Great Public Sale of Unrealised But Brilliant Ideas, my bio has become a collective bio:

When they were thirteen, Tintin Wulia and Christiane Berndes wished that Peter Pan would lose his shadow in their neighborhood, because they thought that Peter Pan was kinda sexy. Night after night, they would think a happy thought, wishing that Peter would find them if they could fly. Nothing happened – Tintin and Christiane discovered that Peter had much preferred Wendy.

Three decades later, Tintin and Christiane are still discovering many things. One, that Peter Pan is a fictional character invented by James Matthew Barrie. Two, that the fact that Peter is fictional doesn’t mean that he’s illusory. They are also discovering that, three, it is not a happy thought that one needs to be able to fly – it is, rather, the combination of a passport and a valid visa. And also, four, that the fact that one needs a passport and a valid visa to be able to fly is just shitty.