space is cool, but time sucks.

wading through a vast correspondence of thoughts for several weeks, i have come to an understanding about at least a few things. now, if you don't share my idea/theory by all means let me know. that's why you're here, right? that and dumb luck.

recently, something very simple, and simply profound has dawned on me: space is cool, but time sucks. it's true! being a creature made of space, as everything is, we enjoy space. we enjoy ourselves (usually), others, places, objects, all forms of space. even when space seems negative, there's always the comfort of knowing we can overcome it. unlike time.

time is the muck we, as space, must move through. and it can never be overcome or conquered, only followed. even when we make better time to some destination by speeding or running, whatever time you were trying to beat is just going to catch up with you and keep on rolling by. it rolls over us, or more appropriately through us, eroding our bodies and minds over the course of our lives. the quality of our space diminishes with the passing of time, but there are ways of minimizing it's effect on us.

humans as a species learned instinctively to protect themselves, not only from things they could see and understand, but from the psychological aspects of evolution that took us a few centuries to catch on to. and so, we set about building villages, towns, cities and civilizations, because these familiar masses of space we construct help us to push through time with sort of a protective shield. going down the ladder to more personal levels, it is for the same reasons that we have and cherish our families, our friends and our lovers. when we move through the flow of time with someone else, or a group of people, life really is easier. the stress of being space moving though time is reduced, as you form a larger surface with increased resistance.

so find someone(s) to slide through time with. you'll thank yourself later.