inhales

Time is a metaphor, a human construct that we’ve devised to explain how the quantum entanglements affect us. It’s like how we use color as a way to describe how we sense a portion of the electromagnetic spectrum with our optical organs. Neither time nor color are “real” in the sense that you can find a physical atom of it, but still useful language to describe how we interact with the world around us.

It doesn’t matter if time isn’t real, we are bound to it anyway.

This sounds like an idea called “eternalism” or “block time”. I tend to suspect it might be the case just because it requires assuming fewer unique properties for the time dimension that aren’t shared by space dimensions, but obviously that’s not really evidence for it as such. It can be an interesting idea to think through the implications of though, whether true or not.

All five dimensions (three space, one time, one probability) exist as a solid unchanging block, an enormous, incomprehensible overarching solution to some equally enormous, incomprehensible mathematical equation.

And if you look at it from one particular direction it almost certainly looks like forty-two.

It’s a 5 dimensional crystal, our experience is simply the refracted result of all matter/energy in the universe swirling about like water through a stream…

So we can all feel validated in our disappointment that our experience frequently feels like mild constipation while trying to figure out which, if any, of the yogurts offers decent nutrition and probiotics at an affordable price because your body f’n hates lettuce, which your friend tells you the doctor will tell you to eat more of and you should go see the doctor, but doctors are expensive and your insurance is a confusing pile of long-ass 20 page letters containing word salad drenched in legalese, each one telling you you are no-longer with this group, but now you are with that group and you don’t even know where your doctor’s office is anymore

Can confirm…