Get back, get back,
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, get back,
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Jojo.
“Is Tucson in Arizona?” John checks with Paul as The Beatles write “Get Back” – New Yorker cultural-comment
Not darkness, for that implies an understanding of light. Not silence, for that suggests a familiarity with sound. Not loneliness, for that requires knowledge of others. But still, faintly, so tenuous that if it were any less it wouldn’t exist at all: awareness.
WWW:WAKE by Robert Sawyer
Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone’s
hard-earned pay
You and me, Sunday driving
Not arriving, on our way back homeWe’re on our way home
Two of Us by The Beatles, Let It Be (1970)
We’re going home”
You and I have memories
Two of Us by The Beatles, Let It Be (1970)
Longer than the road
That stretches out ahead”
385 million years from now the world will be vastly different again as well, while the universe, during the same time period, will have changed insignificantly (in comparison to its totality, of course).
The point is: you don’t have to move all that far from where you are now to experience expanded consciousness. Merely step outside. Go to the beach if possible.
Now that phenomenal existence is no more bolstered by impressions from within or without, we feel the need to lean on something that abides, that will never play us false – a reality, an absolute and everlasting truth: the perfect animal.
Doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.
Hamlet by William Shakespeare
“Pitman shorthand,” said Robin.
“Can you read it?”
“No. I know a bit of Teeline; I never learned Pitman, though.”
“You’re saying she might be useful for once?”
