I woke up today from a dream of being a palimpsest, a poorly-erased and continuously overwritten parchment of sentiment and trauma

This is the truest explanation or analog for time and memory that I can come up with https://twitter.com/kcorazo/status/1317460413026480128
All that exists is the forever now

And the forever now is forever etching and erasing and overlaying the consequences of the force of Creation upon us

Our awareness of the etching itself is in ratio to our awareness of the leavings of prior etching - and...
our willingness not to repeat the etchings that have already taken place, IOW not to take upon ourselves the task of etching which is naturally that of Creation
Our task as the special kind of parchment we are is to seek within Creation for the pen and the ink that suits us best and allow it to beautify and emblazon us with its meanings
We cannot help but experience time because we have access to all the layers of our palimpsest

But that does not mean time exists independent of those layers, in any meaningful way
In the context of work, that is the provision of value, the palimpsest of a stake holder relates to the outcome from which they demand value such that the outcome cannot provide value unless it meets certain constraints, i.e. has “quality”
The same outcome will intersect the palimpsest of another stakeholder such that similar and dissimilar constraints must be met for them to receive value from the outcome
Work balances the outcome across these constraints, these definitions of quality, in order to deliver value to the palimpsests which intersect that outcome
The palimpsest working the outcome, in order to deliver value, takes on the attributes of the palimpsests which determine the quality of the work. These can be like adding temporary layers of tracing paper, or it can be like scrawling in blood, but...
work works in this way, by identifying in some way with the beneficiary

Your experience of time, which is an experience of your existence as a palimpsest, in the context of work, is greatly influenced by the stakeholders whose simplified models of value are layered atop your own
To the extent that your navigation of these overlaid models of the world harmonizes with your own journey, time can feel like an elastic and powerful ally
But to the extent that these layers clash with your own patterns, forcing you to behave like an imposter in your own body, time is an enemy and life is horror
Usually we live somewhere in between. On a practical note I tend to ask myself about the people I love, what constraints must I meet for them to benefit from this work? Then I work and deliver benefit, and feel good when it meets their needs
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