Every meaning is a streaming forward in time in multiple linked layerings in which you await yourself but never arrive since the next turning is yet another streaming forward. All of being present or being now falls into this same pattern, you can't arrest it by way of any meant act or meant arrest from action. This temporalisation is not forced on you, it is exactly what you do, are doing at every moment, you are wholly given over to it. But when is this entering into time taking place? Where are you established for the dive into time? From what eternal shore do you flow?