<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tomorrow and Tomorrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pulling string, <br>which is Time's tether, <br>brings<br>and binds<br>all things<br>together<br>in the contoured galleries of our minds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Piaf has been dead<br>these thirty years or more<br>and yet her voice is bought <br>and sold in any CD store.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yesterday and tomorrow, <br>mingled joy and sorrow, <br>are raw material for the present mind<br>to spin its webs and bind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only the present acts, <br>begins and ceases, <br>holds, releases.<br>The other tenses<br>only seem.<br>They <br>make a mockery of our present senses<br>and merely dream<br>the time away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Release this present moment from its treadmill, <br>this trudging on from ‘was' to ‘will'.<br>Locate the very pinpoint <br>of the here<br>and the now.<br>See the very pinpoint disappear<br>in a gust of autumn laughter<br>-leaves falling through bare and empty rafters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh God, ' said Hamlet, <br>'I could be bounded in a nutshell<br>and count myself a king of infinite space, <br>were it not that I have bad dreams.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If Lord Hamlet would let go his dreaming, <br>he would be king indeed!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Brian+Taylor">Brian Taylor</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353503" data-title="Tomorrow and Tomorrow de Brian Taylor" data-description="The pulling string, which is Time's tether, brings and binds all things together in the contoured galleries of our minds. Piaf has been dead these thirty years or more and yet her voice is bought and sold in any CD store. Yesterday and tomorr..."></div> </div> </div>

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