On Time

On Time

One concept that in and of itself has always persisted to have existed is time.  Before no other it always has and always will be.  It in itself is infinity.  It is the eternal concept in which all things are, have been and will be.  It is not something to be created.  It is there whether or not you are aware.  There will always be time to spare.  It's just a matter of how long you can live to see what gives.

Scientists say that its soul can be controlled by a black hole.  They do not see that this cannot be.  It has no fabric to etch to stretch.  It does not stop because the hands on a clock no longer move in a groove.  It is a characteristic.  It is the ultimate actor who is universal without rehearsal.  It does not speed up and it does not slow down and it is not like a wristwatch that needs to be rewound and it is not like a trinket that has been lost never to be found.  It's always around.

Time is a divine pantomime that does not move backward and it does not move forward.  It is the unchanging variable no matter what event occurs when it occurs or how it occurs to change to rearrange.  It's like a pocket that never has loose change.  There is no traveling back in time for it is only present in tense momentarily with which to move into what was the future.  The past is but a photograph in which to look in an old dusty book.  There is no paradox with which to meet to greet yourself when you were here because you are no longer there.  The rock has skipped across the water.  The sun has set.  What you have to look forward to is what hasn't happened yet.

Time can exist without space.  It doesn't occupy any of it.  There is no jar to put it in to every scientists' chagrin.  When you measure it you're actually measuring a concept with which to provide yourself a frame of reference with which to do what you can before you kick the can.  Without a sun how many hours are in a day?  Does this question hold you in dismay?  How long does it take for a tooth to decay?  How was the universe built this way?

All's well that ends well and only time will tell the tale.  It is universal without rehearsal.  It is the first concept and the only one that will never be undone.  What truly ticks is only the device that attempts to measure it.  There is nothing that it is composed of for it to be disposed of.  It is a characteristic that has always persisted to have existed.  There is plenty to spare because it its always there.

Orrin K. Loftin, Explorer

Copyright?  When there is one thing you will never see that will always be.

November 3^rd, 2013