Timer mess
Travelling through time is an impossibility, we all can recognise parts of that statement as eternal truth. Unless we’re talking in a more abstract sense of the word, as in say, you “feel” you’re living in Athens once you read a book about greek history or art, or if you go visit some touristic spot such as heritage village and you can grasp simple airs of how it was like to exist in such a frame of life… these are only two possibilities,naturally… there exist many more of how you can sense yourself in some other space that belongs to another time, be it the future of the past..sometimes even the present.
The reason why I’m busying myself with this particular idea is so simple. Why it was born could even sound ridiculous and trivial. Whenever I blog at home, the date of my entry is automatically recorded in the year 2008. I don’t know why that happens, something must be going wrong in my PC timer or clock or whatever name it goes by. But what is yet more fascinating is the fact that I can actually blog the future NOW, i.e in the present. It’s an option. and it’s doable. Even though it wuld definitely be exposed to whoever reads my blog * not many readers i guess* .
Which brings to mind a question … If I blog now, let’s say an event such as my getting a foot massage in the afternoon of Sep. 14th,2009, and wait till that day arrives,and then I really get a foot massage in that exact day ..what would my feelings be like? what would i think? would I have pierced through a veil between reality and futurity? or would it just be a mere coincidence? or better yet, could it mean that I -subconsciously-
can steer the events of my life beforehand in whichever way I wish?
Isn’t that such an empowering thought? To believe that I have the ability of preditcing the outcome,or happenings, of my life simply by wanting certain things to happen and not others? In many ways that happens everyday, but on a narrower scale. I don’t know what coffee tastes like, because I am not interested in knowing that. Therefore I don’t drink any coffee,so I reach my goal of not knowing what it tastes like. I believe it could happen in larger measures, if I want something sincerely, then it will happen. I believe in the mystique powers of the human brain, which also collaborate with the twists of fate and fortune.
**Fortune: an unknown and unpredictable phenomenon that causes an event to result one way rather than another; “bad luck caused his downfall”; “we ran into each other by pure chance”
This question is inevitable. I ponder on finding an answer to it all the time, and my train of thoughts never ceases to end.
Here’s an interesting term:
** sword of Damocles
a constant and immanent peril; “the possibility hangs over their heads like the sword of Damocles”
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