It's About Time

The Big Bang. Genesis. Impact. Dinosaurs. Impact. Humanity. Fire. The Wheel. Ice Ages. Jesus. Stone Tablets. Printing Press. Electricity. The Internet. The Future.

Time is an illusion. It is continuously measured through memory and events. The Universe does neither recognize nor yield to it. Humanity uses it's milestones and machines to measure it. Individuals take advantage of it and at times, don't realize that we are here for a cosmic blink of the eye. The past is an accumulation of our perceptions, and the future is subject to pure fantasy.

The Universe knows no time or era. Things are now as they have always been. Planets and stars effect each other permanently, but no recollection remains of their previous state. There is no emotional attachment to "the way things were" or "the way things are going to be". Of course, it's impossible for an individual to live this way, but what becomes of a person without attachment to the past or future? What mindset is created by not holding onto everything around you?

Time is an image created by our individual minds. Our memories are ours to serve a purpose. We are made to choose between a life of meaning and a life of happiness; both cannot be had.
A life of meaning means being constantly troubled by the past and tortured by your future. It's about planning and adapting; adjusting your life to fit an ultimate goal. The alternative to that is a life of happiness. A life of happiness is a life without attachment or preconception; no recollection of time. It is a double-edged sword, both our tool and our demise.

One life can be many. Each remarkable change can be seen as a death, and each end begins a new set of events. In order for people to feel alive we have to measure our lifespan as one line; from definite beginning to certain end. In reality, though, consciousness is a circle upon circle. Our relationships, our jobs, our goals control our lives. For someone even slightly off-center it's like the worst kind of spin cycle. If I just let it all go I could at least find my ground...

Time. Months. Days. Hours. Minutes. Seconds. All of these things - created by us. They are given to us as tools to drive us toward our goals, and necessary to measure where we've been and where we are going. These measurements give us an emotional attachment to the past and the future. The truth is that every day is exactly the same. We are here for a moment and then we are gone. We cannot change the past nor can we dwell in the future. The present is the only certain thing.

This is the Cupid: (xo)