How should we use our time together today? the analyst asks at the beginning of each session.
The men who make the clocks are the men who keep the time…
It’s a thin line between delusion and religion, magic and illusion. One man’s day job is another man’s indentured servitude; one man’s Messiah is another man’s last patient of the day.
The man who runs on time schedules the trains…
We call it reality when we agree. We call it sanity when we agree vehemently. We’re all only ever walking that deserted stretch of two lane highway between Here and Fantasy. Broken down vehicle, wide expanse…
We’re all tired, you must understand, but there’s still forty minutes left until the end of the world. Maybe, just maybe, it’s possible to enjoy our suffering… In this time we have together.