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Time Knows Jack

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“Time is an illusion.” - Albert Einstein
We can never catch it, it will never answer our questions, for it only knows light and dark, sunrise and sunset. Yet, how much of our lives are controlled by this enigma? (Image by pinterest

Tuesday, April 20, 2021


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Time Knows Jack

 

 

When time looks around,
ancient yet so new is the thrust of the caveman's spear,
the flood of his primal wail
echoing through the narrow memory of mind.

The we who walk with false pride of modern man,
losing daily the value of remembrances,
blinded by present and future as something more than the past.

We who might never again appreciate yesterday's language
on the rocks,
walls,
parchment paper,
video screens,

and holograms of now.

For progress sometimes chooses to forget
we are but cavemen-upgrades,
buried deep inside our own vanity.

Time is always looking around

in its perpetual arcanum

as to how to better the present,

light’s potential,

dark’s mystery,

avoiding the  countdown,

or not,

to the next

surprise-reveal.

 

How fickle this idea of time.

 





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Reviewed by E Phillips
Reviewed on April 22, 2021
Long ago I was a metrologist, one who deals with the science of measurements (length, mass, time, temperature, luminescence, and amount of substance). I specialized in time measurement during most of my tenure. We measured time to within +/- 1 part in 10^-13 seconds. Now it is measurable to with 1 part in 10^-17 seconds. Time is measurable to a higher degree of accuracy than any other measurement. It is an artifact of our universe as we know it. We do not know what happens to time inside a black hole, for example, nor its relevancy from the perspective of other dimensions. Tens of thousands of reports from NDE experiences argue that it does not exist there. I agree that despite GPS and atomic clocks we do not really know Jack about time.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on April 21, 2021
I have read that time is like a river, you could never step in the same river again because where you stepped before has moved downstream.

Both that night and day cycle, allowing for time to sleep, rest our weary bodies and the annual cycle of the seasons preclude a need for urgency among those fearful of what the night or the winter might bring. Now lost to us except when the power goes out.

But in universal time since the Big Bang, human evolution that you describe is minuscule when compared to light years.

I think you are referring to our penchant for the daily news of how things are going and how we do not pay attention to the course of history and the surprises, like COVIT-19, that await us beyond the bend of our perception. And our corporate penchant for quarterly or annual profits over long-term consequences of corporate behavior.

Ron


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