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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #264

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A conflict created by man-

Time,

Here I am, staring at portals of vanity,

back and forth,

choosing intervals,

denuding shades hereby accumulated,

is plainness overly simplified,

overly underrated, that different layers

added over time, to achieve significance?

A conflict created by man-

Time,

in a time lapse of contradictions,

nostalgia and reality,

blur lines,

He who hurts is prayed for eternity,

He who helps is doomed to servitude,

travesty of time, confusion of mind,

in an incoherent chord.

A conflict created by man-

Time,

Here I am, staring into an overgrowing abyss,

fiction and non-fiction,

canvas of fairies and fantasy,

lure into swamp of ethereal existence,

cravings of time

stretch motions of finite,

dilute life and beyond.

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Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting RxC # 264. Thank you, Sadje for hosting What do you see challenge # 170 . The…

They say that time has meaning only to a particular observer and I tend to agree with that observation. In the sixties, I took a girl on a first date to the West End of London to see the stage musical ‘Desert Song’ (music by Romberg, lyrics by Hammerstein). In discussions after the musical, I was informed that it was the most boring, interminable, two hours of her life, whereas I was enthralled and thought it had flown by far too quickly.

Time and tide wait for no one as it grinds relentlessly on. We strive for independence at the age of three but have to bow to the constant aspirations of our parents and teachers as they try to mold us into beings of their own thought processes. We struggle with authority through our teenage years as…

Written for https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/01/19/reenas-xploration-challenge-264/ and has a new year countdown theme.

‘Five, four, three, two, one, happy new year!’

It was 2043, and life was going to be different, the first virtual game launch. Different to virtual reality headsets, you had to download your personality on to a grid, via your fingerprint on a mobile device.

He wasn’t sure, turning forty this year, it was his daughter’s idea to give it a try. You loved playing video games, she said, when he told her about being worried. Mobile phones have always had an element to that, haven’t they.

She was right, mobile phones, algorithms, watching what you were buying and asking you to buy more. Although, you could always turn them off. Now, the government, or the leader supreme, made that illegal. It was a great place to live, no hunger, or money, for that matter.

You just went out to…

Phone Call (A Poetic Flash Fiction)

sometimes a minute is what we need to change our lives for the better forever. sometimes, it’s just a second of receiving a phone call unexpectedly.

“hello,” was all i could say when i heard you speak, “how are you?” on the other end of the line.

i knew it was you (even without asking). your voice hasn’t changed a bit. your tone hasn’t changed either. and oh, your sarcasm, it’s still the same. it has never changed too.

we started with a simple “how’s life” to exchange stories of how’s life has been since you walked away (or maybe, you were right; i walked away). either way, though, the truth is we both lost each other.

how long has it been? so long.

what i thought would be a simple “hi, hello” one-minute phone call turned out to be 30 minutes, then an…

Prompt:

Janus isthe god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, frames, and endings.He is usually depicted as having two faces. The month of January is named for Janus. Source: Wikipedia

Time in a box

If I could secure Time in a box
I would keep it there,
Dormant 
Release it only when
I have time
I’m ready for it
I know myself
I wouldn't need to steal a few minutes here and there,
Day and night would bring me to light and surrender
If I could secure Time in a box
I would release it for 
The long summer days
Sitting under the canopy of a coconut tree
Looking at the sea
I would release it for
The fragrant spring days
Breathing the scent of the flowers and my feet on the lawn I would release it for The cold winter days Enjoying the warm hearth…

The professor pointed out a graph on the chart as he placed the ancient time map on the easel. He was amused to see his flock of students wrapt in attention. It was only a copy given to him in a secret exchange by a fellow teacher. Such documents were forbidden now. The students had never seen anything digital before and they were mesmerized. There were no more neon displays of anything, let alone a timepiece. The old professor explained this was a typical clock back in the twenty-first century. Further, he explained the graph description showing years, weeks and months along with a twenty-four hour day which could be seen on the neon display.

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #264

Your three words today are: CHART GRAPH MAP
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Your Daily Word Prompt – #Flock- #YDWordPrompt January 21, 2023

RDP SATURDAY: COPY

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