Intersubjectivity

Time is an emotion like love or greed

As the external lies in a harsh internal 

And within the internal lies an even harsher external

Like how time goes slow when uninspired

For truth’s contortions show how real-time moves

As time must be perceived for it to exist in the first place

Time is a phenomenon like melody or memory 

As a recollection of the having-been and the never-was

Like a dream or vision of times long gone

Or of the subconscious’ love to create abstract imagery

To disassemble and rework the brain’s assets

To its own will to remind its viewer of its discretion

Time is a ritual to experience through our ancestor beings

Praising something brilliantly sacred in the utterly profane 

Lost eternally dreaming of serpents refracting iridescent light

Opening portals into the astral plane to rid of the mundane

As the intersubjectivity of time moves regardless of its viewer

Because time must exist for it to be perceived in the first place

© Niklen 6/2/24