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Time, Tide and The Grim Reaper


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A lot of people say that before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes.

Hogwash! I used to say... How can a person's whole life fit into the split seconds before his untimely demise?

But here's the thing about time - Einstein was right on the money when he said that time was relative.

This would mean that 'time' as we know it exists in different forms for different people, at different points of their lives.

Heavy... isn't it?

Let's take on a few examples to help illuminate this theory.

First, let us have a look at a college student who is hanging out with his friends at the local sports bar, having a few drinks, watching the Premiership game on a widescreen TV, and he has an test tomorrow. You can that for him every time he looks at the clock an hour would have passed without him realising it.

Next, let us have a look at someone who is stuck indoors on a beautiful summer's day, having to read up on Calculus because he has a Calculus exam next week. For him every second he spends indoors in front of his books is going to feel like hours. The clock just can't move fast enough. He reads a paragraph and completes and exercise, and thinks that 15 minutes have gone by. He looks at the clock and discovers that only 5 minutes have gone by.

Now compress that into the the moments you have before the angel of death comes calling, and you could possibly fit in your whole life into those milliseconds.

I hope my life story can be a good flash.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Time is concrete. But we can always manipulate it in our own humane ways. For instance, I used to teleport myself to the future and see myself, say, in 10 years' time. That way, I can always come back to the past and redo whatever I am supposed to redo.

"Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture and save it from the funny tricks of time" - ABBA.

:-)
Lee said…
Hello Abdullah, love your eloquence and humour.
Very interesting posting....
allow me to add, Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour.
Sit with a sexy, sarong kebaya, long haired lady for an hour, and it seems like a minute, That's Relativity, ha ha.

You have a nice day and keep well, best regards, Lee.
Hilmi - I think if I had something like that I would be hitting the 'go back in time' button quite frequently..

Uncle Lee - Got the number for the sarong kebaya girl? ;) hehehe...
Thanks for dropping by, and I appreciate your comments!

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