Losing the stars within the sky

Relativity of simultaneity is the concept that simultaneity is not absolute, dependent on the observer. It is impossible to say whether or not two events can happen at the same time. Every “thing” has it’s own reference to a particular time. I suppose there is no meaning then in the statement of the time to which an event happens. Perhaps thats why I feel as if I am moving at a stagnant speed. Which is no speed at all.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about time. The questions and answers we seek in order to further understand our purpose, our existence. Are we indeed born to pursue one particular interest that will shape the world we live in? What about floaters? a drifter in thought like myself, that wants to grasp all aspects of this tiny universe between fingertips and caffeinated beverages? It’s as if my slightly tilted axis, is spinning in time with the rest of world knowing what and where it needs to be, but I as an individual fall short of just 2 steps of grasping the moving picture. This is not acceptable to most people I know. Maybe I just know the wrong people. Maybe I’ll never truly know who I am in theory, but in essence that is what could be the definition of me. Chaotic.

The world however, is not sitting on a precise definition. It is naive to think we exist on perfect ground rules based on past events. To live in the past, is also sequential demise. But we do. We assume based on past events that future life can be predicted. maybe we can outline it, i would be a hypocrite if I said that I didn’t. We also assume that if something in the present resembles that of the past, that the outcome will be exactly the same. We have no proof that it will or it won’t. It’s like warning a city for a potential disaster. Scientists have been able to predict how many years apart a volcano erupts. According to scientists, Yellowstone park was on an eruption cycle of 600,000 years. The last eruption was roughly 640,000 years ago considering us long overdue for an eruption. There has been an interruption in the pattern now, therefore our previous theories have been proven wrong based on the past evidence. Our essential worry is that we will experience either another great triumph or another great misery when facing patterns. We have to always consider the unexpected because patterns themselves contain faults. All it takes is one slight crack in the universe to change the patterns we are accustomed to. So why should we worry over the inevitable things we can not control?

We make these definitions to communicate and understand. Lately I’m feeling a misfire in the communication spectrum and I’m not sure I want to understand anything that has a definition. I’ve been reading too much philosophy and I’m realizing why alcohol is important while devouring inquisitive thinking. Maybe the world could survive with a pencil through its gob. Although if the earth began to resemble that of a head, I might drink myself into a constant Freudian slip. I’m not sure if that even makes sense, but it sounded nice.

There are no deals that we can make with the universe. But we’re constantly making them.

I guess my point is, if I even have a point, that in order to function, there has to be a level of beliefs that make the masses feel safe. Science essentially is another form of religion. It gives the people a peace of mind as to why we exist. I don’t care why we exist. I just care about the time while I exist. I’m not just referring to science, clearly. I think what damages me the most is that I want to believe that it will all work out to what I’ve planned inside my head.

What if we live in different perspectives of ourselves? Maybe there are numerous perspectives a person can actually live. Each could be heaven & or hell, but we live it until we essentially get it “right”. That might be never, which could tumble us into an endless cycle of repetitions of disparity, hope, love, & happiness, and to me, that would make the most sense.

I’m here, we’re here, together.

and if it takes shit to make bliss well then I feel pretty blissfully.

~ by emaline on April 17, 2008.