Their
ideals
their
dispositions
their minds
their
opinions
their
general outlook on things
the way
they address people
at what times
they drink their coffee
how they
blink their eyes.
One day
they are wide open
the next
they close up completely.
They feel
like they have to do it.
As a means
of protection.
Categorically.
Drawing a
line.
Setting a
perimeter.
Fencing off
their own
lack of
feeling.
Or the
surplus of it.
That’s how
people cope
with the
unyielding progress
of change.
All the
things we see
have
already happened
since we
see them only
as they
reflect their light on a surface.
We see only
the echo of what happened
after it
happened.
The now
as we
perceive it
is not even
now
it comes to
us from back when.
But too
late.
Sounds are
the same.
Feelings
are the same.
They are a
mere resonance
or replies
to echoes.
Effects
not
happenings.
It’s a
strange thing to recognize
that we are
only manifested
by a feedback
from the past.
We can
never be here
by blending
in with the outside world.
The now is
only inside
in that
part
where no
impulse ever penetrates.
But there it
is perpetual.
People
don’t change.
They suffer
change
and think
they have a say in it.