In Between Time
Is here a designation for the week between Christmas day and New Year’s day? This interregnum I choose to call “the in between time.” I know that is awkward. Perhaps a more apt phrase will come to mind? After all that is how the mind works. The world is arranged/created according to what one desires.
News activity for the week between Christmas day and the New Year is at a low ebb. The movers and shakers, corporate captains, and politicos call a time out from their arm wrestling over wealth to digest their feast of ham or turkey. I suppose this is the only time of year when, relatively speaking there is “peace on earth.”
Nature, on the other hand has no need of a “time out.” Life continues it’s cycle uninterrupted, which we designate as “cause and effect.” There is no exhaustion, or satiation — just birth pangs, growth to maturation, seed bearing, decline and death. A more appropriate term for death would be rest, don’t you think?
We viewed an excellent film last night on Netflix, entitled Don’t Look Up. For two hours satire is delivered, deft, rapier like, with an unpredictable plot movement, never mind the subject matter is as contemporary as today’s news. The ending scene was horrifying as well as satisfying. I’d watch this one again. The story line was helped by an assemblage of A-list actors: DiCaprio, Lawrence, Streep.
And these words seem fitting for contemplation.
The universe is just there;
that’s the only way one can view it
and remain master of his senses.
The universe neither threatens nor promises.
It holds things beyond our sway:
the fall of a meteor,
growing old and dying.
These are the realities of the universe
and they must be faced regardless
of how you feel about them.
You cannot fend off such realities
with words.
They will come at you
in their own wordless way
and then you will understand
what is meant by
“Life and death.”
–Excerpt, Dune, The Sayings of Muad’ Dib
By Frank Herbert
