My Understanding of "Time" By Katherine Lightwood

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My Understanding of "Time"

By Katherine Lightwood


Before relativity, our concept of time was that we are all participating in the same ticks of the clock.One second for you is one second for me which is called a Linear time. Linear means every interval is same as every other interval and one follows the next. And with my very limited knowledge of relativity, I've learned that there is no such thing as absolute time.

So time is relative, time can be stretched. So, the time has multiple kinds of parallel rates at which it flows.depending on the states of who's making the measurements and the state of who's in the motion and what conditions they are in. I know, now, you head might be starting to hurt but bear with me, understanding time is quite hard.

Now, think of time as a dimension. And this is the most disgusting and amazing thing. In our timeline, we are the prisoners of the present. Forever transitioning from our past into our future. So, we don't know of access to other points in our timeline.

Now, here's a hypothetical situation. Suppose, you could move around in your timeline with the same flexibility as moving left and right, up and down, forward and backward. And if that's the case then you can revisit, your own timeline. Under those conditions, you do not die, but you are always dying. You are not born you are always being born. And that's another kind of interesting way to think about time. And what we don't know, if we rejoin our life at a different point of the timeline, we have to ask ourselves that 'do we have the benefit of knowledge acquired after that'?

If your timeline is already existing then you can't change your fate because it is already written. But suppose you had the knowledge and you could change it, then you could have this sort of pair off a whole other timeline and it will become a very complex sort of fractal structure. So, in the H. G. Well's Time Machine, there was an interesting phenomenon. The lead character's love interest dies, she is mugged and killed in the park. So, he thought he had a time machine and he can fix this. So he took her somewhere else and not where the mugger was going to be but she get's hit by a streetcar and dies. He does this multiple times and she dies every time. And he concludes that certain events are just written. That are just fixed points. And I call it 'checkpoints' which could change the course of history.

I always complain about time. My biggest problem now is that 'I don't have time'. And it seems like no matter how far I run, I can never keep up with time. There are certain fates which need to happen, certain occurrences need to take place in our life which will shape us. And we need to surrender ourselves to that fact. I know it sounds kind of grim. But this is what we are, right? We can't outrun time? There's a bigger force controlling that. And which is beyond our understanding. That unknown is sometimes known as the god by some people and an enigma to me. And what's the reality, we still don't know.

 So, that was my thought of the day. To see more posts like this make sure to visit our main page. And do not forget to visit our institute's page to know more about graphic design, 3D, animation courses and other awesome stuff. Till then good day to you.

Katherine Lightwood         
       

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