That is no excuse. I am extremely disappointed. You need to figure out where your priorities are. We’re changing the world and changing history, and you either commit or you don’t.
You can’t invent it; you can only co-
incide with its arriving, further be
confounded by its arrival’s constancy:
it can’t retreat, nor rush ahead, nor slow
itself; the subdivided moments go
careening, literally history;
the past is actual; the future’s only
concept and tense: it’s all verb and no
noun. A paradox of will is that
the will confuses being for becoming;
well, we presume that we can shape the next
from now’s conditions, the laboratory rat
assuming the food caused the maze, the numbing
shock. The food’s removed. The rat’s perplexed.