Time
"-how fortunate are you and i,whose home
is timelessness: we who have wandered down
from fragrant mountains of eternal now
to frolic in such mysteries as birth
and death a day(or maybe even less)"
--e.e cummings
"When the veil which now encloses us is no more, time will also be no more. Even now, time is clearly not our natural dimension. Thus it is that we are never really at home in time. Alternately, we find ourselves impatiently wishing to hasten the passage of time or to hold back the dawn. We can do neither, of course. Whereas the bird is at home in the air, we are clearly not at home in time--because we belong to eternity! Time, as much as any one thing, whispers to us that we are strangers here. If time were natural to us, why is it that we have so many clocks and wear wristwatches?"
--Neal A. Maxwell
In his essay "Self-Reliance" Ralph Waldo Emerson compares "timid and apologetic man" to the roses growing beneath his window. He says:
"These roses under my window make no reference to formere roses, or to better ones; they are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence...But man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tip-toe to forsee the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
In many late night, furious conversations with close friends I have come to have an attitude somewhat like this: In order for society to function smoothly as it does, we need time. I am glad that some of the people that surround me choose to allow much of their lives to be dictated by time, for it sure is convenient. However, I will only allow myself to so be dictated by this arbitraty, invented, mortal concept by my choosing.
is timelessness: we who have wandered down
from fragrant mountains of eternal now
to frolic in such mysteries as birth
and death a day(or maybe even less)"
--e.e cummings
"When the veil which now encloses us is no more, time will also be no more. Even now, time is clearly not our natural dimension. Thus it is that we are never really at home in time. Alternately, we find ourselves impatiently wishing to hasten the passage of time or to hold back the dawn. We can do neither, of course. Whereas the bird is at home in the air, we are clearly not at home in time--because we belong to eternity! Time, as much as any one thing, whispers to us that we are strangers here. If time were natural to us, why is it that we have so many clocks and wear wristwatches?"
--Neal A. Maxwell
In his essay "Self-Reliance" Ralph Waldo Emerson compares "timid and apologetic man" to the roses growing beneath his window. He says:
"These roses under my window make no reference to formere roses, or to better ones; they are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence...But man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tip-toe to forsee the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
In many late night, furious conversations with close friends I have come to have an attitude somewhat like this: In order for society to function smoothly as it does, we need time. I am glad that some of the people that surround me choose to allow much of their lives to be dictated by time, for it sure is convenient. However, I will only allow myself to so be dictated by this arbitraty, invented, mortal concept by my choosing.
