If contradictions can tell a truth

Then
Time is
Timeless

And I’m a faculty of my mind—
likely whole
because I have a psyche/ soul
in my brain,
Like achromatic, white,
blinding sunlight
does contain
all of the
colors,
all
of the vision,
all of the warmth
in the human condition—
coming to
through earth’s
atmospheric prism—
a massive collision
that makes no noise,
no apologies,
no decision—
one is one of many
and many is no one
thing— what’s none
becomes
someone;
something—
The quiz is
it is what it is
Because it isn’t,
Because the infinite
can be contained in an
instant, because without
cause we can’t be; Because
being is believing we are being,
because we can feel the breathing
the healing, the nothing that is whole,
because in the end there is nothing there
to end; the story can’t begin until it’s been told—
Freedom comes from absolute restriction;
it contrasts limits; sows contradiction,
The most indefinite, inanimate,
Titanic space compacts
to the sharpest of
distinctions—
As pupils
on the
face