the sentinel boulders give me a sense of timeless time, time out of mind, before humans made up human time, money time, and the sense of timelessness quells my anxiety, but can i get some of that back here in the throbbing time of the city? i try. i sit beside time, listen to the trains go by, but then there's the cat time, hungry time, and i know we will be devoured, as even the boulders are being perceptibly dissolved in their own timeless time.