Time

 

The dates were in the past, so I pulled the page from the calendar and tossed it into the waste basket.  There was no going back now.  Having just done that, I imagined a wall clock that, as the hands moved around, the part of the clock that was now on the back side of the hands, dissolved.  There was no need to toss out the used up hours, they simply automatically disappeared.   It was as if the sweeping second hand was actually sweeping.  Once again, there would be no going back. 

On a much larger scale, as time sweeps over us, we tend to disappear bit by bit.  Everything about us changes, our hair, our internal systems, our looks change.  No matter if it is a calendar, a wall clock or just us standing here, time does its thing.  We tend to accept this as if it cannot be changed or stopped.  We focus on technology, on gadgets and apps, completely ignoring the elephant in the room. 

Forget, for the moment, theories of relativity, laws of physics and even space exploration, and examine if you will, time and what it is that moves it forward.  Surely there is a driving force, whether we can see it or not, it is there.  It has a speed that does not fluctuate and has no conscience.  Nothing in its path escapes its effects.  But here’s what I’ve discovered, and this is the important part

Sorry.  I'll be right back.