how smart, how
famous your are—
the beguiling (if
a little bit awkward) thought
that time doesn't pass
unless there's some
consciousness there to measure it
still doesn't give you
what you actually want―
which has always been,
namely, to make it
run backwards.
In order to do that,
you must do a lot more
than streamline your postulate;
you have to
dismantle it—
refine your hypothesis
our of existence.
And the only way
to do that is
to embarrass the turmoil
and lawlessness
of the present
by performing
a series of
disciplined actions. Yes,
undo the future's
holy mess
by unbinding your definite
unruliness;
make it your mission
to impoverish chaos:
make your bed
and wash your dishes.
