Bringing Time

A few months ago, just been barely over two months, I wrote a post about time.

The insight came during a time of sicknesses and distress, and I have held on to that thought for a while. Trying to connect with what I felt with what I am learning right now. Initially I thought one way, but now am going in a branching direction.

You take a raw resource and you place another element on top. This becomes something new. An alloy like in metals. The new material enhancing or alters the old. Like vanilla. Add different flavors to vanilla. Or adding colors to silver gives the colors a different hue. So while you still have the old you also have something new. Almost like a superposition that describes a different place from the original step. Time added to space makes an assortment of spaces.

I am coding with time as the guiding structure of my code. By looking at my code, I can trace the history of what is written. It is a process that is dynamic. Organized by self-similar process that inherits the conventional wisdom and spatial qualities of modularity, encapsulation and decoupling.

What I am adding is another layer that makes my coding slightly flavored. This process of adding temporal qualities organizes in a way that my mind agrees with. Ensuring or giving confidence in my process. Know thyself.

In so doing opens up the way for what I have been dreaming. The labors and personal development. The striving and fulfillment of myself evolving. In the world of life, the give and take of change. You give a little at a time. The take is not force or stealing. It is the receiving like a breath of air. So is the cycles of every step, every year that goes by. I have learned that a fish may have to swim but cannot walk. Yet the fish has the ocean to itself and the rest like it. Avoid the nets, the lures. Avoid the bait of temptation. Even if you get hook there is always hope for a power greater than your own. Pain and mistakes can be corrected. We can learn.

While my life is learning the ocean, I do not hurry the tides. I can look at the moon. The moon is in the night sky for the birds, the animals and the caves in the mountains. The filtered rain bounces off the ocean seal. Pelting little circles. Cascading as my breathing bubbles up.

In front of me is the green tinge of water ways. The purple reflections of life giving plants. The sharks are little tremors that are part of mortality. So swim and stay to learning. Learn so you may grow.

I feel that this journey of meta. Think about thinking. Or the ritual process for the creative process is closing up. I am getting very close to the ending of this chapter. If I could see myself now five months ago, I would celebrate. Since the change and progress came gradually I feel happy but the blips of disappointment can hide the fact of now. Who am I?

I am me. I have more skill, more understanding, more wisdom. There is more to go. More history in my life progress. Let's not forget about now. Let's not forget that your hobbies, endeavors and pursuits are bearing fruit today. Don't forget to harvest now and continue tending tomorrow. Life is enjoyed in so many ways. The flavors are endless. Composing is endless. Creative powers are never ending. For there is always another step.

My hope is that the next post will about what I am coding. This has been my forward march. Its time to be in my element. Filling out the missing pieces.