.................................................And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;.................
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you..... and time for me,..............................
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
..............................................Do I dare
Disturb the universe?..........In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.The lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S.Eliot"In the past, I have seen so many contradictory things
and have heard so many inconsistent speeches;
my sight--this thin yet hard substance
behind which the soul abides--
has rubbed itself over so many surfaces
that now I do not believe anything.
I doubt the weight and the permanence of objects
as well as the visible and manifest facts
that relate to this very moment.
For example, if I were to touch the stone mortar
in the corner of our yard and ask it,
'Are you stationary and firm?'
and if it were to respond in the affirmative,
I am not sure whether I should believe it or not.
Am I a distinct, singular being?
I don't know." - The Blind Owl -***********************************************************
*************************** One thing I belive is... ************************************************************
******************...There's a cigarette in my bed...************
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