Posted by Sam on January 14, 19100 at 06:36:17:
In Reply to: The end of time posted by Remmy on January 13, 19100 at 03:36:48:
I used to work in an Italian restaurant making pizzas and doing grill work. While I was there, A guy named Scott got work washing dishes. Interesting character -- used to get his hair snagged in the backs of chairs and rather than worry about the hair, he'd walk around with the chair hanging off his back until the hair pulled out on its own! Anyway, one day he and I sat in the break room eating a bite of dinner, and he said to me, "I'm going to make a watch that just says 'NOW' in digital letters."
"Why?" I laughed.
"So when people ask me what time it is, I can look at my wrist and not lie to them."
I thought about that a great deal after that. NOW. I thought about it so much I began to wonder if time even did exist, even in some abstract form less understandable than our own arbitrary divisions. One day I sat and meditated on this, and an answer came to me in this form: I don't know how long I meditated. See, I discovered that, in the right mindset, with a certain perspective, time became utterly irrelevant. I had slipped into that perfect and true moment of time; I had lived "in the NOW", and because it is always NOw and NOW always is, I had meditated quite literally FOREVER. This is only a philosophical distinction, of course, no more real or practical than the Greek mathematical problem of fractions (mathematically, if you divide a journey in half, then divide the remainder in half, and so on, you'll never get from point A to point B). Still, it was an exhilerating feeling to exist purely in the NOW, even if it was only conceptually.
This, of course, has nothing to do with Buddhism. The point here is to suggest that NOW -- in other words, the death of TIME -- is not somthing to be feared nor something which should depress us. It's liberating, exhilerating, and pure. It should be sought and celebrated. But, that's just one opinion.
I'll leave you with another story. When I was an undergrad, I noticed a professor walk in several days in a row with his wristwatch in his hand; the strap was broken. Finally, I asked him, "Why don't you just get that thing fixed?"
He replied: "Because, I don't like having time strapped to my wrist."
I haven't worn a wristwatch since.
Peace, and good luck to you.
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