Temporality

Temporality A beach without sea is like a wind without dust. The Earth is clockwork. Drifting peacefully, with mechanical motion— the neverending. An outlying tick or an irregular tock defies gravity. And yet this is not. What would it be like without the safety of time? The Earth knows it all, heart-beating in the stillness— temporality. When sharp swords of grass gently cut a newborn breeze, the wind will not bleed.