It's Time We Go Back

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....I have given you a message of hope, and I have shared with you two permutations of an event in your space-time. But I'll bet some of you are having a hard time grasping exactly the whole meaning of my words. And if you are, I apologize. It's time we revisit our enemy....time. I hope to help you understand that time is merely a function of fiction, or perhaps better put...reference.

From Album: Drake Equation

And I Believe That Before You Die
You Get A Fraction Of A Second
To Explore Yourself

And In My Life

[Or point of reference, belief in consciousness.]

I've Always Wanted Much More
So In My Time To Explore
I'll Need Much More

Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !

One Hundred And Eighty Six Thousand
Two Hundred And Eighty Two Miles Per Second

To Live Longer
In The Subatomic Sense
I Must Drive Even Faster
Must Run Even Faster

Time Will Cease
The Closer I Get And
On The Shoulders Of Gods
I'll Surpass Regret

It Doesn't Matter How
Minute The Change
Because My Mind Is Small
And My Body Is Smaller

At Those Speeds
Time Is Relative And
The More I Understand
The Longer I'll Live

And I believe that the key is found
Inside my car.

[Or body, or mind, or consciousness, or point of reference]

Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !

One Hundred And Eighty Six Thousand
Two Hundred And Eighty Two Miles Per Second

To Live Longer
In The Subatomic Sense
I Must Drive Even Faster
Must Run Even Faster

Time Will Cease
The Closer I Get And
On The Shoulders Of Gods
I'll Surpass Regret

It Doesn't Matter How
Minute The Change
Because My Mind Is Small
And My Body Is Smaller

At Those Speeds
Time Is Relative And
The More I Understand
The Longer I'll Live

I Must Go Faster.....!

To Live Longer
In The Subatomic Sense
I Must Drive Even Faster
Must Run Even Faster

Time Will Cease
The Closer I Get And
On The Shoulders Of Gods
I'll Surpass Regret

It Doesn't Matter How
Minute The Change
Because My Mind Is Small
And My Body Is Smaller

At Those Speeds
Time Is Relative And
The More I Understand
The Longer I'll Live

(If you like Tub Ring, you'll be interested in The Science of Tub Ring.)

You wake up, late for work. Or to the tea party, or even to the toga party, it really doesn't matter. You wake up. You have a reference now, in relation to the earth's axis turning within a 24 hour metric.

It's your reference, and someone in Japan, is now getting the chance to go to sleep for their 24 hour reference to begin again.

You have five senses, and these are the way you reference your reality. Your two eyes give you the ability to see in three dimensions; you realize everything is in three dimensions, even though with another being's reference they might sense five, six, perhaps even...ten.

But our physical shells has a brain, and it can only comprehend so much before it's ability to have faith in the unseen is just sooooo unimaginable, it tells you to shut up.

So you're late for something, and you're disappointing people. Their reference to arriving at an event (in space-time) at some function of society (like a party) is that they've been there longer and you told them you'd arrive with them at this point in space-time, but now it's a later point in space-time because you didin't wake up to intersect them at your agreed destination to create a cohesive reference. Or, party.

And by the way, get a new alarm clock.

[Time Will Cease
The Closer I Get And
On The Shoulders Of Gods
I'll Surpass Regret]

[It doesn't matter how minute the change, because my body is small and my mind is smaller.]

Light is particles.

It's just one form of existing. The particles are so tiny, when they hit any solid object they get dispersed through it. For instance, black concrete gets hot with all that light passing through it. Heat. Another form of existence.

It doesn't mean the light that hit the concrete no longer exists, it's just now got a new reference. And that reference is burning.

It doesn't have a conscious, like us, because...well, it's busy living life in a very simple way. As particles. Matter is energy, and matter cannot be created nor destroyed.

It's always been here, it will always be here, and unless you're immortal in this plane, you won't have a reference to how it will all physically end. I don't think it ever will, though. But that's just my opinion, a reference to all of the data I've collected as a conscious being, usually through five senses (although I am incorporeal at times) which makes up my whole reference. I.E., reality. My reality is but a reference to these five senses, and any one else's reality is in relation to their situation.

You may disagree, agree, or even...think I'm nuts. And all of those are equally valid, because as one conscious being to another I'm not you.

But then again.......

On some subatomic level all of our molecules are bumping against each other, really freakin' fast. If we could perceive up through the dimensions, at some point all of life may look like one giant undulating coaster, streams of energy (or mass) that is vibrating at a steady pulse.

Just think of it as nature's mosh pit.

Within this reference, as we are all matter (or energy) you and I are either a very small part of all this energy (or matter) or we are just part of the whole big picture.

Everything you do, really matters to no one but those around you. Those you affect. And although your actions may only affect them indirectly at some other point of space-time, they still affect.

We are unfortunately bound to a shallow view point of perception. But we have the ability, with our consciousness, to understand everything as all, or even, nothing. We're here, we really don't matter, because we're all just another member at one giant party.

So you can either stand against the wall and scoff at others, live to propagate yourself in the most selfish way....

[Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !
Traffic Is The Enemy !]

....or you can come with us, get freakin' drunk (blackout=time travel) and dance in the big matter mosh!

[...before you die you get a fraction of a second to explore yourself.]

A fraction of a second is all you have. Its all most have, unless they get to Time Trip like me. I have John Titor's device, and I can go anywhere in time I'd like to go. In my ethereal state, I see more dimensions--and this includes time. I do not see my life as test tube to death, but see it all at once and many of the permutations. Its a hard thing to grasp, and believe me, there's no words to describe it unless you experience it for yourself.

If our lives flash before our eyes--would you not say time is easily compressed? Time, like light speed, is all relative. The closer you get to that magical number of 186,282 miles per second the slower the universe goes. Light from your sun takes seven minutes to reach your planet. That sounds like a lot of time, but keep in mind that your star is at a comfortable distance away from you; some 92.58 million miles.

Energy is matter, and matter is energy. We are all living in a bunch of threads, of undulating coasters of matter and form. This is not just theory, and nor is it just my way of trying to help you understand yourselves--this is fact. I've seen it, and your physicists know its there, too.

Don't feel humbled or hopeless by the fact our lives are but a fraction of a second in the order of the universe. The more you experience, the happier you are, the longer you live.

And perhaps, just maybe, you'll accomplish something so great they'll put you into a reference text like an encyclopedia, or make a show about you, or a movie. But then, your society likes to move in a forward fashion. Its not often the offspring of generations later will care or want to watch about what you did, why you were made into a statue or dropped into a documentary.

Its not about what you will be remembered for, its about who remembers you in this pocket of space-time called today.