I woke up at 4 this am and resumed thinking about Genesis from a different angle than earlier, which points to the paradox of time itself, of there being a beginning. That is, what cannot be true, without assumptions I cannot imagine.
Bill Clinton famously proffered a notion that his guilt could depend on the definition of “what ‘is’ is”, and since “to be” conjugates to “was” and “will be”, Time forms a conceptual basis to play with, in general.
I’m thinking of another sound project. Sound happens, and can only be experienced, in a flow of time. Coming into existence happens over time.
The result of this sound play is to be a flow of imagery, conjured up automatically in the listener’s mind, in the present tense. I’m having fun with this!”
Hmmmmm. Sound and time.