Thursday, January 8, 2015

Wibbly, Wobbly, Timey, Wimey . . .





Around the new year, I always start thinking about time.

What is time? 

Most people say that time is a line, and that may be, but is this really the present? Take it from a time travel point of view. 
Now imagine that you had a time machine. You are from now, here, 2015. You travel to ancient Egypt, or Rome, or even 1776 America. To those people, their time is the present. To the people in the American revolution, 1776 is the present, just like 2015 is for us. Now imagine you take your machine to the future. Say. . . 3027, just off the top of my head. If humans are still around, to them, 3027 is the present. To us, it's the future. This has led me to doubt our concept of time. 
My theory is that there is no past, present or future, just events, and the order they happen in.

My dad had another interesting theory. He said that there would be no future to travel to, because it has not happened as of yet. He also said, upon hearing my theory, "No, in the past you said something weird, in the present I'm saying this, and in the future you'll say something even weirder." . . . Thanks, daddy.
Also I think you should know that I've been watching an incredible amount of Doctor Who lately. I've been hearing the Tardis everywhere.

I once read that every year we take great care to celebrate our birthdays, anniversaries, but unknowingly pass our death days. This, at first, frightened me. It could be years from now, but we could die on this day, at this moment. 
This is now oddly comforting to me. Because life still goes on. 
I believe it was Shakespeare that said, "This too, shall suck pass." 

I hope this year is great, I really do. And I know that, even if it isn't, time goes on. 
This year, like every other year, will hold surprises, joy, fear, and grief. And I've come to realize that all of this is a part of life. Joy would be useless without grief, fear without peace, none of it would work. Life is there for us to enjoy, all of it, because it may not be there tomorrow.
So 2015 will come, will be, and will pass.

You decide what to do with it. .... 

Unless you want to rule the world, that never worked out for anyone. Try a different hobby there, buddy. 
Maybe knitting.

Madison "Jinx" Smith