TIME

We constantly think about time. We are always in a hurry, looking at the watch. We are always ten minutes late. As we run down the stairs trying to catch the next train to Edgware, we are thinking about the shopping that has to be done in the local supermarket. Once in the supermarket, we run between the aisles, thinking about the dinner we are about to cook in half an hour. When everything is over and the day comes to its end, we look back on our day or our week, remembering things we did not do or that we could have done better. We think about good things that have happened but are in the past now. More often than not, the past brings us sadness while, the future, which we run towards, brings us worries.

What about the present? There is no such a thing as the present. Moments are disappearing into the past faster than they arrive, and the future, which is always in front of us, is bribing us to hurry there while offering better outcomes.

People often glorify time as a necessary condition to one’s wisdom, something like the older you will become wiser. But getting older has nothing to do with individual wisdom; it has everything to do with the Earth orbiting the Sun. So, does sitting on Earth and cruising around the Sun while unwillingly collecting so-called time, have anything to do with anyone, apart from creating guaranteed boredom and missing opportunities? The only thing that matters is to create a library of good memories that can emerge only from knowledge, intuition and aesthetic experience, as well as love and friendship and use them as strong foundations from which we can launch our hopes.

For me, there is no such thing as time. There is no past, present, or future. All we have are our memories and hopes for as long as we are here to wrestle with them. And for us, they will all disappear with our last breath, passed to others to, maybe, learn a thing or two from them until the next exchange.

Nash Jocic

Philosopher