The narrative continues without notice of the reality of the situation. Time has reached the gates where none shall pass. Stephenson's Anathem describes a combination lock on a gate, where characters need

Einstein guards his notebooks to ensure that reality is scribed. The war to end all wars is not going to happen, gears are shifting to create the next scenario - Space, the final frontier. The aliens are

As 4. the Thyme being, tempering our actions is a normal response - we have to wait to launch until the thyming feels right. We can continue the current crypto-fiction and sharpen our saws. The next phase

History does not repeat itself, it just rhymes. Day after day, alone on the hill, the man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still. The fulcrum of balance is on a knife's edge, but the reality

@lennythyme calls howdt to @frankbacon : a Social Poetry audition howdt - lemme howdt - angry, degenerate, realist - a beat poet lost in the wrong thyme period This was written 13 years ago. Published

All I wanted was freedom over my own life. I was desperate for an alternative to my dead-end, mind-numbing job. I repeatedly dreamt of telling my boss, “I have unfortunately run out of time to decide if