Amazement Just Keeps Swimming

In whatever color eyes we might find ourselves in when we come into this world, or wake up, for that matter, proof that I was not really here or there either, in case you were paying attention whenever the moment returns to expose memory of when it last began or the time it began before that or that beginning that began before that last one or that time before that beginning began when an even more previous beginning began (and we could go back even further, but I just showered and really must put on deodorant at this moment in time in the current present of this writing {which would be different from the current present of your reading}, for that matter {in case it matters, whenever the moment inspires us to believe, ya know}, but so I'll just pause here) But oh the linkage that could be and the places we could go).