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December 25th = January 7th

Eastern Orthodox churches celebrate Christmas on January 7th (by Julian, rather than Gregorian calendar).  My belated thoughts on the matter.  Just on time.

1.

Same thought I had twelve times.

-          Which one?

Doesn't matter.

-          What does?

What does is the experience of timelessness, i.e. life.

2.

12... 11... 10...

Count your anxious mind down past one, and even past (the Sunyata*) zero.

Celebrate christmas yearlessly, every moment.

-  Why christmas with lower case "c"?

No disrespect: I mean in it in a pseudo-buddhist sense of ongoing arising-and-cessation of all that is.  Call it Russian Zen or (ego-check) my writing eccentricity.

-  Why pseudo-buddhist?

Because I am not a buddhist.  Never mind: no time to explain.  We've got this <em>now </em>to attend to...

3.

So, without any further ado, while we share this writing-reading moment: <em>happy arising-and-cessation to you all by whatever time-keeping orthodoxy you use to track your existence!</em>

5.

Whatever is, is always on time.

Even a belated wish.

So, celebrate the psychophysical divinity of your existence.

And remember to share it,

Not with me, of course.

With yourself!

6.

By the way: what time is life?

(a hat-tip to KLF**)

*Sunyata doctrine (Buddhism) of no-self

**KLF, acid house pioneer band, with an existential anthem "What time is love?"