“Time is simply a tool invented by man to measure the progress of man”.
Let me start this post by saying that I’ve been “not well” since the end of the Holiday season. I was on a medication that was tearing my body apart. It was literally making my muscles tear or “Inflame” my ligaments. I was unable to walk twice for a period of 3 days each and spent most of the last month in bed and when I could walk, I did not have the motivation to write.
Let me give it a try. So rather than talk about relationships or politics, I’ve decided to pick something easy like Theoretical Physics. In 1970 (or there abouts) I was in one of many automobile accidents. My father was driving and I was in the front passenger seat. Neither of us saw it coming until this 56 Buick came barreling into the wheel well just two feet in front of me. At that moment……….. Time slowed down to a Nano-second crawl. I recall in slow motion my father losing control of the steering wheel and flying towards the point of impact. (I use to make great catches at shortstop, but this probably my greatest catch ever) I caught my dad, who weighed about 160 pounds, and put him back behind the steering wheel. He outweighed me by about 40 pounds. I was in my early teens. When we returned to “real time”, the next thing I saw was our car heading towards a Stop sign and the stop sign flying towards our wind shield/screen.
In 1926 Albert Einstein wrote an article on space-time. His claim was that time was woven in to the fabric of space. Have you ever wondered how “Time flies” when you’re ignoring it? Have you ever noticed how time stands still when you’re waiting in line to have your motor registered? I believe time is more subjective than objective.
Nobody really knows what time it is.
What inspired me to talk about something I’m completely unqualified to talk about? I did study a little bit of Bio-Physics at Stanford University, but I do not have a formal background in Physics. I majored in Business Administration so I could be a smarter musician.
What bothered me is how melancholy we get when we think about “The past” aka “The good old days”. I got an email from a company that has made a fortune out of nostalgia. It’s an online website that connects you with your high school classmates. We find some sort of satisfaction in reliving in our minds what we once experienced.
Let me ask you this one question. Yes we all go through biological changes. You can call it aging or, you can call it biological changes. Does time change us; or do we change ourselves. What slowed down my POV in that car crash? Was is an enzyme in my brain allowing me to take note of every Nano-second of action? Or was my brain aware of the entire event happening? (And What was responsible for that?)
I’m convinced Space-time is as real as our imagination. Time is a motivator. How does one measure motivation?
Time is like being on a tread mill. You go nowhere, but your body changes. The earth spins like a treadmill and just as sweat drips off our body, we go through a series of changing events. Why is a life “Time” for a human roughly 70 years while a fly lives 3 days? What we call time is strictly an abstract term. Next episode will be about parallel universes. Naw just kidding.
I need to apologize to my higher power which I will openly refer to as God. In my post I said “Time” does not heal, but people heal themselves. I stand grossly mistaken. God heals our bodies and our minds. God supplies the healing tools for us to use to heal with. Time does not heal; God heals.