Today is not going anywhere

Today is not hell, necessarily

Today is not the end of time or hope

Today is not wood, it does not float so much as manifest from air & water

Today is not dry, it’s glistening in dew

Today is not in love with me more than anyone else

Today is not a manual for contented consumption

Today is not the dream of a bear (though it is not not an ursine dream)

Today is not a time of forgetting

Today is not really the cusp of anything revelatory, anymore than any day is

Today is not an idea fixed in someone’s subjectivity

Today is not a full moon in another solar system

Today is not devoid of color

Today is not obliged to mask itself for my comfort

Today is not the part when the prodigal child wanders off or returns

Today is not a preview of tomorrow

Today is not alone among nations or a light on a hill

Today is not meant for detention centers, targeted strikes or killing technology

Today is not a joke to amuse callous men

Today is not language backfilled into a sinkhole

Today is not hopeless

Today is not alone, flying through mystery for no good reason

Today is not without meaning

Today is not the matrix (neither pill pertains)

Today is not a mirage nor a mirror-image nor a meme

Today is not fooling anyone with its springtime nonchalance

Today is not harboring ill-will

Today is not terrified by the terror of love

Today is not impeded by dependent co-arising

Today is not without contradiction

Today is not going away anytime soon

Today is not closed-off from memory, nostalgia or antipathy

Today is not above (or below) imagination

Today is not embarrassed to look directly at flowers & trees & people

Today is not ashamed to weep, bow & experience gratitude

Today is not stopping until it’s time to drop all pretense

Today is not repeatable, no matter what.

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