I am watching gray clouds roll over my home backlit by a bright Arizona sun. The winds are stirring now, bringing thoughts of dust storms and dark days. In all of this there is a certain peace. I find stillness to be engaging. It is the interstitial space that forms the next moment. Yesterday was my Day one and here in day two I am trying to understand how I myself have created the next moment.
I had a deep and terrible thought about the concept of time this morning. I realized that I and everyone else in the Universe is already dead. We died billions of years ago. We died yesterday. We died tomorrow. Time collapses like an accordion at the end of the universe, compressing all that was into a single moment, so in that moment we all have and continue to exist. That’s the beautiful part about it–we will always have that moment; those moments in which we were alive. That existence which is defined by our conscious imagination is all we ever can or will have. Some of us dream of an afterlife, and some of us can shape our final thoughts into the representation of that dream, but in the end and at the end of everything we are simple functions of a universe that itself will end someday.
So, I will try to make these eternal moments worth having and holding on to.
Some Thoughts:
- I decided to have AI help me develop my new 8 week ENG 102 course. Interesting process interacting with AI on this level of creativity. Also fun.