The Unknown: The Purple Line.

I’m on a plane, I can’t complain
—Kurt Cobain (prior to suicide)

If I could put time in a bottle
—Jim Croce

Think it’s time we stop, children
—Buffalo Springfield

Time time time, see what’s become of me
—Simon & Garfunkel

Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
—David Bowie

Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day
—Pink Floyd

Time keeps on slipping
—Steve Miller Band

Time is flowing like a river
—Alan Parsons Project

Time is waiting in the wings
—David Bowie

Time keeps ticking away
—The Vaughn Brothers

In the tube where I was born, I could have sworn
—Phil Ochs

Love’s not time’s fool
—William Shakespeare

Wage Peace
—Bumper Sticker

Time was.

If not now, when, if not here, where? I have only one life to give and I willingly regret to announce that your flight has been cancelled due to inclement conditions.

I am become death. World without end.

I once saw a poster of Einstein hanging in the jail cell of a convicted murderer. They were doing a special on Dateline about life on death row. It was Einstein in his swimming trunks, and the man who was in the cell was executed within the week of the broadcast. This picture touched me, and I’m not sure why.

The unified field theory is coming, and not a moment too soon.

Will the moment when the unknown becomes known also be the moment of our destruction?


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