The Einstein-ian Metaphysics of Time
An essay on the most mystical yet real aspect of our lives.
Time cannot be touched or held But the clock that ticks and tocks can, Time is not what was taught to us, But flows eternally in everything we see around us.
In time there is an infinity of worlds and I know this to be true because many others and I have seen them. Some things are not mere dreams or visions, they’re very real moments taking place in another timeline.
And each time is true but the truths are not the same.
Time is a multifaceted and highly complex concept that continues to intrigue and inspire philosophers and thinkers worldwide. Time, from one metaphysical viewpoint, is an illusion. In this sense, time is a human construct employed to quantify the passage of events, while not existing objectively. This viewpoint holds that the past, present, and future are all equally real, and that time is merely a tool for humans to comprehend and organize these occurrences. What this does not consider is the other understanding that time is a basic feature of the cosmos. It is real and tangible and exists irrespective of human awareness. The perspective is that like space and matter, is a basic part of the cosmos that forms and influences the events that occur within it.
Something about this world is very odd, height is status, velocity is power, and being charged with propulsion seems to be the only way forward. People do not see each other as they are, they see them as passing moments, another atom zipping past them, then lost in space. A comparison to the speed they are traveling at. As crankshafts are charged and bread ferments, the same time that passes through them, is what passes through houses and assets declaring and adding to their value. Through parents and children and lovers and friends, weaving their relationship.
Everywhere you go you see a piece of time, everywhere you are reminded of time, by clocks, watches, towers, and hands. No person or rue is left unadorned by the mechanics of time, their bodies too carry the love bites of time, dressed with his garments. Because time is equal for all. It makes no exceptions, it sees no, or rather, there is no ground that it can not trespass. It is this great force of nature that just is, it simply exists and the world constructs itself around it.
Time is absolute. It is the fountain of life for all of history and for all philosophers. Time dictates order, it dictates life, it creates the stage for the myth and the person both, for every leaf that rustles and every apple that falls. It sets the seasons, the reference one compares and judges all actions. For just like nature, people have seasons too. They may come and go like the rain or change from warm to cold, the way summer changes to winter. Time is the lens through which we see right and wrong. Our desires and our consequences. All of this is entwined.
Does cause precede effect or vice versa?