march on! on!
why?
where to?
where? - nowhere that i know!!
(leaving out the tarot reader
who said ill meet my man this year)
why then?
for it supremely better then sitting!!
and in fact sitting's got fun only
when i know i have some important role in life to do.

musafir hoon yaron!

just coz we know something can't be ( at least necessarily) true, does'ne stop us from continuing to imagine it. And ought we not? for what's life without a 'prince charming' and without 'time travel'.
i travel to parallel universes, mutiple life-worlds, every time i flavour a book, a movie, a meal, a conversation. and all that while being embodied in my atomic density. but then the mind travels far and wide, and my body is but an expression of it. my body is what i experience it as - both with the body as the means of this experience and an end.
i am history. for dont i carry in the strands of what bioscience calls memory, the impressions of most that has happened to humanity? i am taught history - no, histories- all the time. every moment is a realisation of pre-determined ends in a world whose ends are far from pre-determined. i make my own history. as do u. and so we all make history.
and if we carry history in our times, must we not set out on time travels. for if i could not escape my world ( if there is anything that is definitely my world) and visit others, i wud definitely be a small person. hardly a person. and if i were actually physically transported to another time, (and hence another 'world' - note the fact that time is what seems to seperate one world from another...), i will observe its history through my own as well. To actually live that history i'll have to be born with it. i'll only end up with adjustment complexes.
But stationed in the 'here', i will, anytime and everytime, travel through time. For what else am i but the accuulation of all times - occured and to come.