We are living in unsettled time.
Wp Rnpt has ended the time between time, the Days Upon the Year in which time is upended and unordered, but time is still not aligned fully. We have space in which action exists, in which we can uphold the world, set ma’at in its place, the leverage to act within time, but the Eye is still wild, Djehwty has not yet brought the last lunar year to its conclusion.
We are in the space where last year and this year coincide, where time is unsettled, where we have a foot in yesterday and a foot in tomorrow.
And in this unsettled and in-between time, at least by the calendar I am currently using, a total solar eclipse will be crossing North America a week from tomorrow. (And I will be travelling to try to see it.)
May justice roll down like the waters of the Flood.
Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’
Or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’.
(Yes, it has been nearly a year since I updated. Things have been… complicated, and research is hard.)