Time

Time is a strange thing we create for ourselves to be on, to waste, to lose, to be behind but seldom to enjoy. We use it to connect and think of it as a thing we need to manage. But step back and think a moment, does chopping your day into little planned bits that ‘must’ get done by a specific time make you happy. I understand obligation and needing to fulfill promises this is not what I am talking about. I am talking about how you feel with time. Do you get a great feeling of accomplishment when you have dealt with countless bits of tasks? Or do you feel like you have accomplished more after a good talk with a friend?

That talk for unplanned hours and the feeling of peace or joy after it is over is worth more time in my opinion. We spend too much time doing things and too little time living. Physics tells us that there is no difference between moving forward or backward in time. It is all the same no matter how you use the formula past or future.

So why can we not see the future? When you ask a policeman he will tell you people do not see the present so how could they see the future. All witnesses to an event see different things. Is this because of the infinite possibilities that exist till something is observed? When you look at something and make it real does the person you’re with have to see the same thing? Must they choose the same reality? Ask Schrödinger’s cat, because I do not know.