as time persists

as time persists
i grow weary of endless cares

as time perpetuates
distractions keep me afloat

as time propels
i know each step taken is the last

as time continues
i convince myself so much is wasted
as if i did not care
as if they were not there

as time lingers
i again wonder and wonder
bombarded by the same questions
over and again

as i look in front of me
it reads in big bold letters
'the harder the climb the better shape you will be in'
'don't give up'
'you're almost there'

as my friend and i
in an architectural conversation
is the process more important than the final product
or does the quality final product matter more

we both argued for the final product
no matter the process
it is the end that matters
no matter how it is achieved
as long as it is

i could lie awake for hours at night
but i would never allow myself to
because i know
time continues to persist
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'the fact that chomsky unhesitatingly postulates
a mental scpace endowed with specific properties -
with orientations and symmetries.
he completely ignores the yawing gap that
separates this linguistic mental space from that social
space wherein language becomes practice.
meaning presents itself as the legal authority
to interchange signified elements along a single
horizontal chain, within the confines of a coherent
system regulated and calculated in advance.'

i have no idea what i'm reading...aaar