This image makes me think of how we’re split in so many different directions, if only through technology we could do everything at once, in slices of time each smaller than the other, the abundant side of Zeno’s paradox for the impossibly quick and irreparably divided.

The sense is found in the last 46 seconds»« of Richard D. James’s Girl/Boy Song. Having swept through seven movements in four minutes, the track’s composer»As in the song’s analogue for prose’s narrator and poetry’s speaker.« tries to complete—desperately, futilely—what cannot be completed. As if time had run out, as if compression were failing, as if things were coming to an end.

I’m reminded of Kali, The Black One, an apparition of annihilation and time.