My opinion is that time doesn't really
exist. It is merely a term humans have invented to satisfy our need to measure
and quantify everything. But not everything can be measured, at least not with any
means we currently have. I’ll admit that something resembling time must exist,
but it is far too abstract and strange for us to understand with our current
knowledge and abilities.
I recently saw a video on YouTube
that explained that, while we claim to live in the present, we actually
experience things in the past – a moment after they occur. This is caused by
the time it takes our senses to transmit their information to our brains. It isn't very much time, but it isn't instantaneous either, which is enough to make
a difference. That’s how we sometimes know what’s going to happen a moment
before it does. It also explains déjà vu; sometimes the order in which we perceive
things gets mixed up, so part of our brain thinks something already happened –
which, technically, it did. Or, of course, it could always be a change in the program
of the Matrix.
A common way of describing time is
as the fourth dimension. This does make a lot of sense, especially if you watch
a video I found years ago called Imagining the Tenth Dimension. It explains
how all of existence (and possible existence), at least to our current level of
understanding, can be said to exist within ten dimensions. The video describes
this extremely well, using dots, lines, branches and folds, then repeating. I’d
explain it to you myself, but the video does it better. It also touches very
lightly on hypothetical time travel.
Ahh, time travel. It has been
dreamed about for centuries! What if we could go back and change something, or
go forwards to see the future? The dreamers have popped up with dozens of
theories about the possibilities of how timelines work. Is there just one
timeline, where if someone changed the past, they already did it in the present
so it can’t really change anything? Or are there multiple dimensions, born from
the decisions people make, where every time something is changed millions of
new dimensions are created? Perhaps everything that is, has or will ever happen
is happening all at once, or time is like a vast sea we are weaving our way
through, constantly doubling back but never crossing over. Then there’s the
theory that with every moment that passes, the universe is destroyed and
remade.
Maybe time just doesn't exist, or is
an entity too complex for us to comprehend.
Time is a funny thing. It’s
something we rely on so much, yet it never seems to be consistent. A year ago
(minus two days) I got married and the year almost felt like a year. Almost,
but it was still on the short side. Where does the time go when it’s not around
here?
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
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