Thursday, December 13, 2018

of endings and beginnings

We come upon the end of another year. It is an arbitrary thing, this time observance, this out with the old and in with the new. This observation of our existence as a linear thing is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is a double edged sword in that we can become trapped by the notion that we are able to simply slough off the less desirable things said and done in the same way a snake sheds its skin. A linear perspective makes us mindful of our limited existence; our mortality, but it can also lead us to forget the past as we constantly think we are moving forward, when in fact we are cycling. Time, as is each and every other described thing, is just a label. It is simply the way we label reality from our perspective. Science can assign attributes and non-attributes to a thing, or describe a thing based on its relationship to other things. Science deals in quantifiable absolutes; conclusions drawn from observed facts. But what of that which is not quantifiable? Monday, winter, afternoon, week, month, year... my age as recorded in legal documentation is based on a point of origin; the day I was born. None of this matters in the grand scheme of things. How we describe the Universe does not matter at all to the Universe. The Universe is oblivious to our existence, and yet we are part of the Universe. We are composed of universal stuff. I thought I was writing about time. What time is it? I've wasted enough time with these musings. I'd better get on with my day.

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