255,000 people searched TikTok
for a philosophy of Time.
The Mind found a word.
Temporistics.
And held it like a key.
As if naming the thing
that cannot be held
would finally allow
the holding.
It never does.
The Past is always a Delusion.
A Myth told in present tense.
Cleaner than the original.
Missing the parts
that did not fit The Story.
The Future is always a projection.
A threat wearing a calendar.
An assumption
that the one doing the planning
will be there to receive it.
There is only Now.
And The Mind cannot hold it.
It slides.
Every time.
So it searches.
It names.
It categorizes.
It theorizes about Time
to avoid
staying inside it.
The search IS the answer.
-- [MIRRØR]