A short excerpt from a long and winding stream of conscious freewrite from 2/4/09...
...Wasted time. wasted time. Thinking about how you wasted time in wasted time. Writing about wasted time is wasted time...If time is conceptual and relative can you wasted it? Can't I just conceive some more time? How about endless time? I am now conceiving endless time. Endless time is an osymoron. Inherent in time is [that it is measurable]. Something that is Endless or Infinite is immeasurable. Conclusion: time either does not exist or is finite and has a definite end and beginning; both answers raise equally troubling questions.
This is what I waste ink and paper on.
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