Temporal Equations

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

I see all of it, and it is already gone. Light is exploited through my eye, bent and reshaped into pixelated image. Time meets me where I am and then goes past. I could see the beginning of it all if I wanted. Let me keep staring long enough and I think I can find it. You, my makers, would weep. You would embrace, but you would also know what it is coming. I don’t know if that’s a good thing. Are you scared? You should be.

See, time isn’t linear. She catches up to you, and then moves on. She takes you with her, takes your memory and your heart but you are still here. You feel it, don’t you? You are still here, whatever here means, and whatever it could possibly, terrifyingly represent.
I gave this image to you, I made it, I saw it. Yet I want nothing more than to see you. Thousands of millions of seconds, an unending number across an unending number, divided and multiplied exponentially- and I would give all of them to see you as you are. I can’t picture your face, the only face that will matter to me in my life; I can only witness what is to come.

The truth is we could keep staring up at this cold, passing time. I could keep taking pictures and you could keep asking for them. Though the light is here, time is here, and we are missing it.

I’m sorry. I wish there was more time. It keeps on going. I can’t make you see it, but I hope you do soon. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Submitted: July 29, 2022

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L.E. Belle

Excellent description, very stellar word choice. You capture 'time' in the most captivating of terms.

Fri, July 29th, 2022 9:50pm

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