Infinity gets lost in distraction.
Hands tick forward without looking back.
Minutes fall victim to waste and greed.
There’s always more.
There’s always when.
There’s always what if.
Round and round we go, day in and day out.
Do we move with the bumps and turns?
Or stare numbly into the void?
Moments are linear, so they say.
One comes after the next.
All in one direction.
Standing still defies logic.
Until, time moves at our choosing.
It is ours to define.
Erase the line and consider this:
Where there’s an end, a beginning waits.
There is no gap, but a continuous stream.
Ai WeiWei – Forever, 2003
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Words by c.b.w. 2013
Photograph captured at an exhibition entitled, “Ai Weiwei: According to What?”
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c.b.w. 2013
C.B. Wentworth 
love this – a continuous stream – makes us realize that all goes on, somehow.
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Ah yes, we are but a cog in a much bigger moving picture. 🙂
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Well said and imagined.
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Thank you. As always, Ai Weiwei’s art is very inspiring and though-provoking. 🙂
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Very thought-provoking… makes you wonder if we are actually in control of events or just being swept along.
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Perhaps a bit of both?
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Bicycles Wong Weiwownd
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Awesome play on words! 🙂
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Ai Weiwei inspires powerful writing from you. This is a wonderful piece for me to read as I attempt to jump back into the consensus time stream. I needed your words “time moves at our choosing. / It is ours to define. / Erase the line ….”
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He definitely stirs some powerful emotions when I experience his work. Everything always looks different after seeing it from his perspective.
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I loved the line, “Where there’s an end, a beginning waits.” This is so true!
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I love the challenge of thinking about time as something other than linear. 🙂
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Me, too! I’m a fan of ‘Quantum Leap’ and ‘string theory’. 🙂
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