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@rock-rex.bsky.socialOct 15, 2026, 7:40 PM

"Causes".

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"We cannot compare a process with 'the passage of time' – there is no such thing – but only with another process" (Wittgenstein, "Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus" 6.3611) 1. The surface gleams dully; I can smell faint sharpness where the fluids linger and the thin card curls, is sticky still. It's smooth and slightly cool; it has to be held flat against the page. 2. It is a fragment. Of dimensions two remain (a third sustains the image, and the fourth is frozen). Replacing memory – restoring, or the bringing into being of what would otherwise have no existence – one particle of flow, a harmony alone. 3. The gleam of sun upon your skin caught, shuttered, held and now transformed; the salt of silver blackened, scarred, and later squeezed through prisms onto thin and slightly sticky card. 4. It serves to move me from one frame into another. There is rarely any reason for the choice of moments — there is rarely any choice, in fact. I steal your scattered instants for my future use; I search them out when instants never seem enough. first published in "ninth decade" 9, 1987