Themes of reality

Reality is just as it presents itself. Its people, objects and landscapes are the intricate parts of a living sphere, and just like the ticking hands of a watch they obey a certain order with a certain predefined margin for error. There is no escaping beyond that margin.

The mind creates windows of opportunity one can choose to follow, all the while remembering that it must fit in with the laws of reality and its margins. Expect too much, ignore the laws such as gravity and human limitations, and you’re in for a harsh awakening. Most lives, even that of humans, are more akin to a game of chess, where only a certain number of moves are allowed or possible, the rest is pointless or doomed to fail. The more random the moves, the more random the outcomes.

Probabilities can then go either way: complete chaos or return to order by evening out the effects of random outcomes. Just as two negatives turn into a positive.

Gravity defines our perception of reality. It is the mother-law of all other laws that ensue. The falling apple example represents the epitome of reality.

Time... It seems that time does not exist in itself. It ‘exists’ only in so far as there is a living being conscious enough to feel it or experience it. There is no past, present or future, only a continuum on which people and other living beings evolve much like vectors along it. Remove all vectors and the continuum has no more existence, it is nothing and everything at once.

A being conscious of its own existence gives substance to the notion of time passing. Therefore the notion of ‘time passing’ is relative to each individual but can be more or less experienced within the same spectrum. It might even be that gravity plays a crucial factor in our ability to create such a notion as time which is linked to our own sense of existence: the closer to Earth, the stronger the impression that time is going slowly. Thus the time throughout childhood is probably the one that felt closer to an eternity that could never end. And then growth spur suddenly seems to speed up time passing for good. The rest of existence is spent with little height changes and thus the being is immersed in the same time experience for a lengthy period of time that only seems to run like water between fingers.