"An Imperial Message" by Franz Kafka

An Imperial Message

The emperor, so a parable runs, has sent a message to you, the humble subject, the
insignificant shadow cowering in the remotest distance before the imperial sun; the
Emperor from his deathbed has sent a message to you alone. He has commanded the
messenger to kneel down by the bed, and has whispered the message to him; so much
store did he lay on it that he ordered the messenger to whisper it back into his ear again.
Then by a nod of the head he has confirmed that it is right. Yes, before the assembled
spectators of his death -- all the obstructing walls have been broken down, and on the
spacious and loftily mounting open staircases stand in a ring the great princes of the
Empire -- before all these he has delivered his message. The messenger immediately sets
out on his journey; a powerful, an indefatigable man; now pushing with his right arm, now
with his left, he cleaves a way for himself through the throng; if he encounters resistance
he points to his breast, where the symbol of the sun glitters; the way is made easier for
him than it would be for any other man. But the multitudes are so vast; their numbers have
no end. If he could reach the open fields how fast he would fly, and soon doubtless you
would hear the welcome hammering of his fists on your door. But instead how vainly does
he wear out his strength; still he is only making his way through the chambers of the
innermost palace; never will he get to the end of them; and if he succeeded in that nothing
would be gained; he must next fight his way down the stair; and if he succeeded in that
nothing would be gained; the courts would still have to be crossed; and after the courts the
second outer palace; and once more stairs and courts; and once more another palace;
and so on for thousands of years; and if at last he should burst through the outermost gate
-- but never, never can that happen -- the imperial capital would lie before him, the center
of the world, crammed to bursting with its own sediment. Nobody could fight his way
through here even with a message from a dead man. But you sit at your window when
evening falls and dream it to yourself.

Flickering Lights

Give me all the flickering lights!

tiny specs of fluttering rays

and city glitters shimmering

but only from far away.

i want them all it’s an addiction

i want the christmas lights buried in snow

and the blips in science fiction

films from years ago. 

give me all the night sky’s twinkling sprinkles

and the red pulsing eyes

on tvs that standby

fading, flirting in and out

like a game of cat and mouse.

bits of foil in the distance

blowing kisses from the sun to me and

showing no resistance to the photons

that consistently pass notes on

from one lover to the other

like cupids tiny brothers.

give me all the flickering lights.

light every candle and wave every phone

glinting and bleeping and

imprinting glowing circuses

that linger while I’m sleeping.

an orchestra of weeping light

swan singing like star crossed choirs

who play themselves to me

all night.

(poem by Wirrow)

Some thoughts

"Time passed. But time flows in many streams. Like a river, an inner stream of time will flow rapidly at some places and sluggishly at others, or perhaps even stand hopelessly stagnant. Cosmic time is the same for everyone, but human time differs with each person. Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way."
                                                                                         -Yasunari Kawabata, Beauty and Sadness

Wonder how life was without concept of time was invented by human. Was eternity understood by someone at that moment? Maybe eternity wasn't that far for primitive human minds... maybe some thought it would be eternity after surviving few days and night. When time got invented by human mind, eternity was murdered. The concept of eternity became something that is something that will never be achieved. However, maybe there is eternity and that is simply just ignored? Internal time flows differently for not only different people but also for different occasions. 

How long is eternity? Is this is a span of time that ends after countless of hours of boredom and nothingness or is it time when we lose all our limitations and starts seeing things as they are and engulf in perpetual momentum... If we observe a falling leaf, it has a mathematical infinite possible soon to come future outcomes. Leaf may tilt to right by such and such way, to left such and such way. Although the leaf is about to fall off and rot in coming days, at that exact moment before hitting the ground, it experiences a spectra of infinite choices. Thousands of possible near futures and past chain events colliding to create a perpetual moment of everything and nothing. When we face a decision, we think of possible actions. Pessimists only see only few possible future, a dreamer sees an infinite possible future. All in all, the beauty of eternity lies in exact moment before the phenomenon occurs. It contains absolutely everything and yet nothing but one possible soon to occur event. 



More interestingly, It may seem B caused A but in reality it is more like A, X,C.....V etc caused B. Certain phenomenon's are caused by uncountable number of causes. If we try to explain me writing this post then we have to explain entire history of the universe. And interesting fact is that 99.99% of it will not be related with me and whatever happened in past 2000 years. 99.99% will be about how the planet was formed, how species originated and how first human kinds victoriously hunted their dinner. Irrelevant, yes, but out entire action is based on infinite causes that stretches back to who knows how long. This creates the eternity and we are the part of eternity. The phenomenon that is about to happen endured billions of years. Imagine how we impatiently waits for 3 minutes for cup ramen to get ready when we are really hungry and craving for it. Multiply the 3 min wait by infinite. After waiting for eternity, it finally occurred and It sets a path for next event to occur. Gravitational force between the next event and previous event must be the force of loneliness of those events that waited for eternity. The momentum is set a long ago. How it was set is unknown. Maybe gravitational force or just a mistake or it just happened because it happened. How far it should go depends on how long the eternity is. But if we trace the certain near future event then it seems the first mover of that event will stretch way back to big bang. There are billions of events (if we bound our timeline by big bang, otherwise it could be infinite event) that happened in between and some events may happened spontaneously and some events may happened deliberately (if we assume we have free will, otherwise everything was either spontaneous or planned beforehand). Leaf falls, sun shines, rain droplet falls on the window and wind blows the curtain... And it has the momentum of eternity ,....and the same momentum goes on and on. Our each moment contains eternity in a way , just like how our bodies contain part of cosmic. (cosmic dust)
Metaphysical milkshakes and Starry nights. Maybe the eternity isn't that long after all.
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And here is a video of making coffee in mid-air by colliding it with water droplets that are levitated with acoustophoresis.