As now is as an observation. Now appears to us as a blur and a fury. We are many nano-seconds removed, for that refinement of presence. Now has no dimensional ingest as the art-form of boundaries, as we know of them, has no efficiency for existing. Even our style of knowing is effectively inefficient. Recognition in the now is a faint report service much like announcing the source of an oncoming breeze as miles away from here. The surface of now for us is as symbolic, though it has no natural appeal for where the spirit of each of us feeds. Our senses can take a holiday and essentially we would be more present to be in the now. Now has a practical, minute, simple exterior interlude and an extensive, expanded, integrated, invariable, uninterrupted interior. Why ponder, when now is?