The innate problem with analysing the year gone by, is that time itself is only a convenient construct to understand the passage of our lives. Life can hardly make sense, divided into cold buckets of time, each striving to be better than its predecessor.
A rough year?
Well, Marcus, I think in the end, profundity, inaneness, emotional highs and lows will even out across various chunks of time. It is just mathematics, isn’t it?
And yet?
And yet the years fall like dominoes and I’m not sure that’s the game we’re playing.
rising for the encore
the sun sets
once more tonight
Phantom Road 
the slotting of time is not as problematic as the privileging of some slots over others, as if the continuum is subservient – even indebted – to milestones.
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True, because of the inordinate significance attached to certain milestones, time finds itself honour bound to acknowledge the specious. You have to wonder about goals if there was no concept of time..just the state of being alive.
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Timelessness could be bliss: all of us in quark-state, bouncing off dark matter to shake off excess energy; given this alternative, time seems to be quite the oppressive hegemon 🙂
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Especially more abrasive at this “time” of the year!
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The image of time falling like domino is profound… I have sometimes used a river, but this is so much more original… but of course as a physicist I love to see an understanding of causality.
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Thanks so much Bjorn. So interesting that you point of causality, I just wrote about the linearity of time a couple of days ago: https://thotpurge.wordpress.com/2016/12/26/the-foreverness-of-yesterday/
Guess as the year draws to an end, time weighs heavily on one’s mind!!!
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Those “cold buckets of time” reminds me of watching Bozo the Clown on TV when I was kid, they played this game where you tossed a ping pong ball into six successive buckets in a row. You won a prize with each bucket, and landing in Bucket Number Six won the grand prize. If only living through our life was like that …
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I think it is pretty much like that, if we allow ourselves to be challenged by time bound goals configured by someone else… 🙂
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The metaphor of games is perfect. This worked really well in posing these unanswerable questions we all ponder at the end of a year.
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Thanks Kerry 🙂
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I too love “The image of time falling like domino “
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Thank you…
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I really like this:
“the years fall like dominoes and I’m not sure that’s the game we’re playing”
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Thank you 🙂
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Yes… the game, what is it about? Seems a perfect time of year for this metaphor, at least for me, at home on a break playing games with kids. What are we doing anyway??? Glad I’m not the only one trying to figure that one out. I like this reflection a lot. (Haibun, right? Good one.)
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Thanks Marian, yes adaptation of the haibun form.
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