Monthly Archives: March 2016

Time Goes By

Some things have happened.  Some haven’t.  Much as before.  A lot of nothing, some of something.  I have been mulling things over.  I do a lot of that.  A bit of this, a bit of that.  The future, will it ever come right?  We can’t live in the future.  Unfortunately or fortunately as the case may be.  Will we recognise the future when it comes?  Will it be more of the same?  Eternal now?  I expect so.  Expect the unexpected.  Time waits for no man.  Hold on a minute, is that true?  Yes.  Time is an unfortunate happenstance, its happening all the time, whether we like it or not.  I look forward to my next birthday, although the first was the most propitious.  I must look up the meaning of that word sometime.  When I get around to it.

Every baby born may be another Hitler or another Mozart, not necessarily born in Austria.  Or another Stockhausen, whose greatest work, three minutes of silence, surpassed all his others.  I often wish I was hearing it, particularly during ad breaks.  I have still not connected my teevee, I wonder why?  I prefer to kill time my own way, in my own good time, or what’s left of it.  Such as it may be.  No, I do not wish others to live my life for me.  There may or may not be great men and women with a lot to say and show on the gogglebox, as far as this viewer is concerned they waste their sweetness on the desert air.  May they get their just desserts, Sahara or otherwise.

Misspellings in menus sometimes amuse me, such as “Lion Pork Chops”.  Do they really mean it?  Zoos sometimes have restaurants, but don’t serve Giraffe.  They do feed giraffes, but that’s different.  Also elephants.  Bananas to both?  In long ago days children were allowed eat with the chimpanzees, whether anyone noticed the difference is another matter.  A person may ride an elephant, but not the other way around.  What has this to do with time?  Everything and nothing.  Beckett’s Waiting For Godot was described as a play in which nothing happens, twice.  Its a two act play.  Enough culture.

John Lennon said life is what happens while you’re doing something else.  So much for time.  Is it better to be doing something than nothing?  As a person who has done both, the answer is I don’t know.  Standing on the corner watching all the girls go by.  One might catch your eye.  Then you’ve had it.  That’s it, life over.  Mister average.  Life?  It will do to be going on with.  As some kid said, you can’t live with it and you can’t live without it.  A gloomy prognosis.  Is there no cure?  I drink to forget.  Forget what?  I have forgotten.  But not quite.  These simple things remind me of you.  Its all been said, in songs, poems, stories.

Time may be served, passed or done.  If you can’t do the time don’t do the crime.  Is jail time a criminal waste of time?  Ask a penal reformer.  When cooking a cake or a roast you must give it time.  Time is of the essence.  What is the correct length of time for a kiss?  Who know, who cares.  Its bliss.  Some parts of life have a timeless quality, those are the best bits.  A day, or moment to remember.  I look forward to more of those, and so do you.

This will have to do for the time being,

Tich Ennis

17th March, 2016 (Paddy’s Day!)