time.space

the concept of time and space kept playing around in my head at random points of the day. theyre inter-related, linked by the notion of speed.

im not thinking so much of the quantum physics and the maths behind it all, but rather more on a personal and social level.

before, the notion of time is not much of a big deal in ancient societies, where the measurement of time is only defined by the position of the sun and the moon, and it only mattered during the different parts of the day, when conditions change. its warmer during the afternoon, and during the night, prey and predator switch amongst themselves in the chasing tango for food and maybe later a siesta to digest it all. now though, it is so much different, where as we grow older, we develop for ourselves more things to do, be it in the form of hobby or work, just so that we attain that dream of retiring in comfort. but by whose rules? of course, the rules are set by those that have the legitimacy to command, especially the ones holding the carrots that are dangled in front of us in this seemingly hectic hare-race.

the general feeling most of us have is that there is too little time, for too many things to do.

space. the gap that fills the separation of an atom from another. we strive to keep changing the environment, while trying to have everything much more accesible to us. now, within days, u can get yrself a claypot made in india, if u noe where and how to get it. smaller space, more things to do.

time, and time again.
the clock keeps on ticking. while we rush ourselves mad.
and for what?
because work makes a man?
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what the hell is the rush for?

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maybe life is nothing when we do nothing.

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nothing. how does the concept of nothingness exist?
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this blog is going nowhere.

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i cant remember much more of what in the blue hell i was pondering abt earlier in the day.

but , somehow, the following term in me, is quite stuck in my head for tonight.

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"anything can happen."

for all the plannings, and the dreams.
at the end of the day, what happens next is quite uncertain, perhaps as much as the rolling of dices, or the shuffling of cards.

we will never know what the settled surface will lay out for u once the dust settles down.

.there are those who belong to either the red or black families of the deck. either with particular beliefs or attitudes.
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the joker aint one of them.

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he muses.
and he makes fools out of us.
and yet he does not know more.

yet. he is wise.

the wisest is one who realises that he does not know.
the most foolish is one who thinks that he knows everything.

bye.
bye bye.