Ritual / (Ar)Rhythm(ia) / Reset

During these times of [not]-time, where quarantine has removed the days of the weeks and replaced it with yesterday, today, and tomorrow in the midst of what’s beginning to feel like Maypriach like getting lost in the Corridors of Time…

I’ve been trying my best to keep myself tethered. And as such, I’ve been playing a lot of video games. It’s not that I wouldn’t be playing a lot of video games, it’s just that it has become that much more crucial to keep some semblance of sanity and most importantly, my sense of self and the progression of [not]-time. Both of which were the first things to go when this whole thing started. I think it was three weeks ago. Maybe it was a full month. 2020 was a blur before it was a blur, but maybe that’s just how life always is. Jamais Vu I was a very different person back in high school. I was very Catholic for one. I was very convinced that I could somehow learn a second language which is only funny a decade later when I realize I am barely beginning to master English. And I remember the rotational schedules of classes complimented by the rites of Sunday Mass. There will always be a part of me that is comforted by a routine even if those routines have changed dramatically since I started them more than a decade though. I have latched onto some things though. I retained the phrase “jamais vu” – never seen, the sense of being in a recognizable, yet staggering unfamiliar, situation. I still know all of the prayer even if the phrase “consubstan…