Leaving behind the dimensions of now and then let’s discard the veil between us and time becoming uncertainty in progress not ignoring the texture of the experience though we may delay with subjectivity or enter the zone of pure anticipation a kind of reverie in which all roads are detours getting lost to find out where we want to be which can only be revealed through a display of your own grace the journey leading back to the you having become a labyrinth of time and space still available for what happens next what’s next but the knock on the door then the darkness enters for without the dark you won’t know what light is now and then you don’t need to know