For me, that’s easy. Time. What’s yours?
The concept of time has rather unhinged, perplexed, infuriated and demoralized me. In our world, it seems that time conquers our lives. We got obsessed about age, we get obsessed about making the appointment on time, we have deadlines to meet. EVERYTHING has a time limit. If you’ve gone through a day without checking the time even once, you’re the most awesome human being ever. Seems to me we’re still powerless against time. I don’t see a time machine anywhere yet.
Anyway, that’s besides the point. My point is… How important is the concept of time?
Everything runs on a tight, rigid schedule. We have timetables. We have daily planners, be it a physical diary or just plain ol’ memory. Commitments are inserted slot by slot into the daily planner. And now with the world rushing ever faster, we get mad if a guy comes late for ten minutes. For Pete’s sake. Time is ruining our personality.
When commitments clash, I very much get pissed. I’m the kind of person who likes the jigsaw puzzles of my life to fit perfectly, translating into my need for certainty and clarity of future.
And how does one get a clearly laid out future?
So yes, time has consumed me. I’m obsessed with trying to make my life certain. Well, if my timetable is the world, then the devil is certainly the schedule conflicts – and they have no ways to be solved. They often arise at the last minute, leaving me stunned and dejected; and my future plans ruined. The thing is most people will just go ‘oh okay whatever I’ll reschedule that here and I’ll just remove that.’ But I can’t. I don’t like removing things.
Everyday I check my watch to see if I’m progressing on track. I check my watch to see if the this bank/that office/that store have closed. I check my watch to see if I should start getting ready for my next commitment. I’m always checking the time!
And I’m fed up of it.
Now, I’m going to imagine the world without the man-made concept of time. No more 24 hour clocks. No more time recording pieces of any kind. No more.
Tell you what, I can’t. It will fail. People will get frustrated at not being able to set any sort of meeting up properly, and the 24 hour clock will be invented anyhow.
So it seems like time is very much integral, and indispensable, in my life.
So what do I do?
A book called Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse advocates the notion of timelessness; everything is interconnected as one. there is no present, no past, no future.
On the other hand, Buddhist teachings imply that time is, and will always be, a part of our life. And we humans are ‘attached’ to the concept of time. Learning to conquer time is one of the things devoted Buddhists try to achieve.
So, I’m going to try and break my ‘attachment to time’. That’s gotta take a lot of time. You see, time is playing with me again.
Learning how to live without thinking too much about time will be difficult.
Still, I wonder… I wonder what will happen if everyone doesn’t care so much about time.
I sometimes wonder what life in the 20s/30s is like. Is it a time when humans have all the time in the world and there is totally no rush and we can just wait all day for an appointment?
That’d certainly be a nice period to live in.
I need strength. I need mental strength to overcome time.