We use the terms seconds, minutes, hours, weeks, months and years to define time, trying to measure the intangible, the infinite and the inevitable, which is our journey to death. Our final tally is marked by our first and last day of consciousness. But these artificial markers of time are just empty gestures, giving the illusion of coherence to the winding, unexpected, unanticipated and wholely random events of life. We use numbers as markers because it gives us a sense that our lives exist in an understandable context. But we have no control and time, at least as we know it, doesn’t exist at all. It’s just all of us grasping at air, looking for meaning in a breeze.
Life Isn't a Numbers Game
Life Isn't a Numbers Game
Life Isn't a Numbers Game
We use the terms seconds, minutes, hours, weeks, months and years to define time, trying to measure the intangible, the infinite and the inevitable, which is our journey to death. Our final tally is marked by our first and last day of consciousness. But these artificial markers of time are just empty gestures, giving the illusion of coherence to the winding, unexpected, unanticipated and wholely random events of life. We use numbers as markers because it gives us a sense that our lives exist in an understandable context. But we have no control and time, at least as we know it, doesn’t exist at all. It’s just all of us grasping at air, looking for meaning in a breeze.