Take this post in. Please. And then, if you’re like me, you’ll go see the new movie with your grandkids. (I leave for Boston and my grandkids early Friday A.M.)
This subject of TIME reminds me of my often repeated remark, back in the ’60s and ’70s, when stoners would intone, lazily, flicking and rubbing ash into dirty levis: “Be here now . . .”
“YES,” I’d respond, exasperated. “BUT THE NOW CAN BE LARGE OR SMALL!” To me “the now” was not a dimensionless point on a line, but a dimensional space that expands and diminishes at will — and still is.