Continuance

Arousing the Hourglass...What does it all mean?

This question was asked of me by a very close friend of mine and the answer...I did not have. So, I have begun to ponder this catechism and decided I would take this ride on the proverbial mental wave with anyone who would like to join me.

Is it the tickling of Father Times' beard? Enticing the caress of each hand from the clock? Yielding to its presence and control over my existence? Exciting the possibilities of "anything can happen" or "just around the corner?" Or, maybe, it was what I thought of as I observed my shape within the shadow of the flame.

Every form of "time telling" has been intriguing for as long as I can remember. When I was younger, I would sketch all sorts of shapes and images of time. The hourglass was my favorite. It is amazing what chassis you can bring in and pull out of an hourglass. Now, as the years have gone by, the images have changed and become darker and caused some discomfort where once I found peace and clarity.

So, maybe that is it. Maybe what I am doing is taunting time like a child taunts his mother or, in this case, taunts the only father she ever knew. Could it be that "Taunting the Hourglass" would be more accurate?

All this considered, I am sure you will see a side of this woman where"Arousing the Hourglass" will eventually make sense. Although, Freud would declare it already does.