PROLOGUE

The Now Age cannot be named, for once named, it becomes part of a fixed
moment in time, and is thus lost. It is not to be confused with the New Age,
because there is nothing new about it. It is, always was, and always will be.
In the process of writing this, the Now Age will have already eluded itself. The
process of reading will vanquish it entirely.

2 Comments

  1. Posted October 16, 2011 at 5:32 pm | Permalink | Reply

    time ceases to be linear

  2. Posted October 17, 2011 at 6:15 pm | Permalink | Reply

    Forget the past that sleeps and of the future never dream at all, but act with times that are with thee and progress you shall call.”- poem by Bhaktivinode Thakur 1838-1914

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