Battles may be won here and there during the war, but time is always the ultimate victor. Humankind has tried over and again to control time; books have been written about it, visionaries and physicists have postulated, and regular folks have tried their (our) best to reach out with their feelings to bend, poke a hole in, manipulate, engineer, massage, or otherwise influence this solitary dimension of existence. It’s the singular driving force of life, at least as we know it, here in this quickly imploding civilization. Although, if we consider what Einstein proposed, our observance of this impending implosion will be observed at a different time for others. Others much further away of course, but at a different time nevertheless. I don’t advise that you think too deeply on this, lest you get pulled into a black hole. See what I did there? Moving on.
We humans love to think we have control, or at least some semblance of control. We believe that we are in and or have control. Excuse me while I wipe away the snot from my face from turbulent laughing. Please notice that I did not say “uncontrollably” laughing. That would indicate that I had no control over my laughing. I do. So, back to it. We have no control, I mean I do, but we do not, especially over time. Time, and its passing, both suck and are awesome, often at the same moment, but typically not. Are there moments that I’d like to relive, or moments in my past that I’d like to alter? Possibly, but I’d never admit those things to anyone other than my therapist; though, seeing as I don’t have one, we’ll stick with absolutely no one. Well, maybe Salty, and maybe on a Cerebral Goo podcast, but you’d have to listen to find out. I cannot control whether you listen though, so make the decision to take a second to listen, you might likey.
Back to control. We have none, time owns that arena. So, is time inanimate? If not, where’s the button? We can affect both inanimate and some animate things (think pets, or lions and tigers if you’re big into Netflix), right? Ah, but time is not inanimate or animate. I’ve read that its existence is much like trying to define the existence of supernatural forces. It’s not inanimate, but it’s not something that can be captured, or controlled. And, time moves, not with motion, but motion occurs within its realm, and evidence of those motions allows future us’s a glimpse into the past. As I write, and reread this, I am looking at history. Good thing I have a delete button, which is cool, cause I can delete that/this history. Woa, I am getting Virginia Woolf like…
I am not a physicist, nor will I ever be one, but time, and all that it controls, will always piss me off (just FYI, MS Word is suggesting I say “make me unhappy” here). Or, time may help to increase my happiness. Depends on the day. Nay, the time of day. You win again time. Fucking time.