Time

If we were locked in a small, pitch black room for an undefined period, we would doubtless experience a series of strong and varied emotions.

Of course, if we did not know the reason, we would feel surprise, puzzlement and questioning what was happening would be our foremost thought.

We may start to feel afraid of the dark and imaginings would begin to plague us.

Whether or not we knew why we were locked in there, the feelings of abandonment and loneliness would soon start to eat away at us, along with bouts of anger, frustration, resentment, upset, impatience and boredom.

With no stimulus we would experience total sense-deprivation and would be almost overcome with anxiety, desperate to know how long we had been locked away and how much longer it might last.

Eventually our sense of time would slip from our grasp, all past and future blending into the same oneness of the present and the present itself being a time-less void of nothingness.

We are slaves to time. It is our sense of time passing that makes us feel all these emotions, because we cannot conceive the idea of no-time – yet when did ‘time’ come into existence?

Without it, there would be no waiting, no passing.

If we can understand and accept the meaninglessness of time, then we can be much freer – we can allow ourselves to just be.