hourglass

The roommate has his friends over again. I think this is something I better get used to. It's alright though, I have my music to distract me.-courtesy of my Princess Leia headphones. One of the girls mentioned something about time, and how she doesn't believe in it. Her argument was that time was irrelevant because it doesn't seem to be consistent with our emotions. I know, that kind of doesn't make sense to me either, but here's an example. When you're happy to be somewhere, time goes by quicker. If you were sitting at your office, time seems to slowly creep. So..time doesn't exist because it's not consistent. I guess I understand what she means, but I think it's a ridiculous statement. Time does exist, no matter what way you put it. Even though clocks define this structure we as humans have created for ourselves, time exists because we have always relied on it as a resource to survive. Before the industrial revolution, human beings were more attentive to the patterns of the sun and moon. When the sun rose, that's when your day began. That was the time to plant your crops, tend your livestock, you know all that peasant shit. The concept of time is nothing new..without it..I don't think we would be here.

That reminds me of my own perception of time. Whenever the hurricanes would knock the power out,(which they so often did..and for weeks at a time) the nights would seem so much longer. Because of boredom, and lack of modern "electric" opportunities, I always felt that there was nothing else to do but sleep when the moon rose. I felt each hour. Sitting in the dark with only one candle, it really gave you time to contempate. The days were just as unforgiving, but at least we had the light of the sun to do whatever needed to be done. There wasn't as much restriction as what's given to you by night. So it's interesting to contrast life with and without electricity. I can see that in the present, we move so fast. Because of this structure, it's so easy to miss out on life itself. I don't believe "life" is your "job/career", or the "commute". I believe, nowadays, life is interaction, and communication. What else is left? Survival isn't as harsh as it once was. (first world nation speaking). I say this as I try to get a handle on my life, and how rapidly I feel it's moving. and I say this as I lay down alone, in my room, with no other opnion then my own--no one to refute me. Time exists.. it's subtle with every passing moment, it's quiet- you barely realize it's even there, it heals- you realize that the past is irrelevant, and it demonstrates itself in many forms. Whether it's the ticking clock, or the patterns of the sun and moon.