Kaleidoscope

In bed as I close my eyes, I wonder if the beginning of time and the end of time are the same thing, and the distance between seconds is really as long as the distance between stars. Maybe this is what it's like to be inside the mind of God. The past and the future mean nothing, and the time is always now.

There was no fear, but there was also no curiosity. And that's when I realized there was also no beauty and no ugliness.

Maybe time is uncontrollable, and endless, and ... dangerous.

Life isn't organized. Why should my library be any diffrent?

And then the wind turned into a hurricane inside my mind

Without darkness, there is no night, and without night, there is no sleep, and without sleep, there are no dreams.' The King of the Moon stood and raised his fist to the sky. 'And without dreams, everything dies.

There would just be... answers. You don't feel wonder at things you know the answer to. Life without wonder seems sad.

Sometimes I think they're angels. And sometimes I think they're Martiaans. And sometimes I think they are some kind of natural phenomenon, but ...' 'But what?' 'Mostly I think they're beautiful.

Not that anyone ever asked me, but all the company I ever needed was a book and the breeze at the edge of the ocean. I was happiest when I was alone

Yes, I've been trying to tell all night to tell you,' said the bat. 'But you wouldn't stop fighting me. It was very annoying. And now I have to go.' A sudden, strange kind of shame came over me. 'I'm sorry,' I said. 'What were you trying to tell me?' The little creature stretched his spiky wings. His eyes sparkled. "I've been trying to tell you I love you," he said, and with a little leap he vanished into the purple Connecticut sky.

Most people think time is a machine that needs to be oiled and wound with a key. They think it's something you control and maintain. But maybe it's more wild than that. Maybe it's bigger and stranger. Maybe time is uncontrollable, and endless, and... dangerous. Like a forest eating a house.