Empire Of The Senseless

‘Climb these mountains with me!’ I yell in her face, jumping up and down. Jump with me! Jump up and touch the moon. Land in the day to come. There is no day to come but today.              ‘I’m not climbing! Here now there never. I cannot see above the clouds. You’re wasting my time.’             ‘Why are you such a cranky brat all the time. Your time is as much nothing as it is everything you resolve to revolve it around. Aren’t you dizzy little P? You’ve stopped dancing. Stopped it entirely. But somehow you’re still spinning in this stupid resolution, this distant ticking of time. It’s only in your sweet little mind buttercup. Time doesn’t tick. Every single circle will come back to the past to find the future. How can you determine when it should begin? How will you schedule who you move for? How will you reconcile with your soul if you don’t move for yourself? Fuck your time you are mine! Climb with me!’  ‘I’ll slip. I always fall back into what has been created for me. What? Do you think freedom is all r