Time Crossed Purposes

"Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas. The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time...."
Thomas Wolf
Look Homeward Angel, 1929


"Amaze"
Myers Park Baptist Church. Charlotte NC
Photo by In2Wit © 2005 Thoughtful Information Design

Sometimes our path seems clear and mellifluous.

"At Cross Purposes"© 2009
from The Spidey-Hole Series / Intersections Subset

Other times, we may find ourselves prey to our own expectations.
Bound up by desired and anticipated results.


"Amaze"
Myers Park Baptist Church. Charlotte NC
Photo by In2Wit © 2009 Thoughtful Information Design

When my brother, Billy and I lived in the same town, we looked forward to our annual Christmas Shopping Trip to Asheville. We would peruse the Mall, breaking only for lunch. Billy has a preternatural penchant for picking out just the right gift. Truth be told, the seeds of Empathinc. found root on his fertile emotional soil. In the crowded check out lines - surrounded by by those with the less recognizable handicaps of Chronos obviation,
Billy would settle in at the register to write a check. I provided the spelling.
"Ten dollars", I would say, racing to the pressure of the harried shoppers.
"May minute, I mixed up", would invariably be his response.
So, slowly, and with great circumspection I would enunciate each letter:
"T". "Got it". "E". "Got it". "N".
"Got it."
The atmosphere of anxiety inevitably melted away as Billy Time took sway over the situation.



"Riding Icons"© 2009
from The Spidey-Hole Series / Intersections Subset

When did we first set aside the skilled delight of single-tasking?

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.
William Shakespeare
Romeo and Juliet, 1597

"Big Ears / Harvest Moon"
From "The Systemic Amazement Factorial"©
Photo by Ben Ford, Home Renu, Longmont CO

Of course, when it all gets said and done, we here at Empathinc. believe that all philosophical, ethical, spiritual and cultural discussions regarding the dilemmas and strategies of Being can best be settled by enjoying a BLT,
or that lastest, bestest, piece of corn.


Where is your purpose best expressed, Human?



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