Memory works both ways:
Forward and backwards,
Proving the circular flow-
The paradox that is the nature
Unlimited and finite
Of the measure of Time.
Memory goes surfing the tubes;
Memory goes surfing the tubes;
Hitching on quantum particles
Skipping and sliding
On the ambitious slippery
Light of the divine.
Don't argue with me,
Light of the divine.
Don't argue with me,
Saying I know nothing about this!
Tell me how it can be otherwise?
That I can forward-remember
Your smile?
Manuela Cardiga
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