“BEFORE THE beginning, there is abandonment. I am, we are, abandoned, not once but again and again and again. Being comes to pass as abandonment—to be is to have been abandoned. Nothing abandons, yet there is abandonment; abandonment occurs as having taken place without ever taking (a) place. Always already past, abandonment remains shrouded in oblivion. I can no more remember the primal event that allows me to be than I can anticipate the ultimate event that allows me not to be. Since abandonment happens before the beginning, I am forever after—after the past that was never present but eternally returns as the future that never arrives. I am, therefore, simultaneously before and after. I am abandoned to time, which is always abandoning me. I never have time; rather, time has me. Although profoundly disturbing, the abandonment to time, the abandonment of time, creates the infinite restlessness that keeps everything in motion.” - Mark C. Taylor- Recovering Place
