The Daily Flannel: Time is my relative.

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Ok. Just so you all know, for anyone that is remotely interested that is, I have decided to differentiate between my channelled pieces, and my moments of deep pondering, which are slightly more usual, as they for me involve a slightly different process in producing either. One is more cranial, and the other less so. Take your pick.

Therefore all channelled pieces will be posted under the title of The Daily Channel, and my deep thinkie pieces will be posted under the heading The Daily Flannel. Although don’t be fooled into thinking that they are any less salient or worthy of a good read as suggested by my humorous title. I’m still going to be bending your mind as much as feasibly possible. 🙂


Time is relative. Relative that is to your state of mind at the moment you had that particular thought. I’m ever on a quest to understand the nature of personal reality with all its peculiarities and trappings. Physical human perception is an odd one in the grand scheme of things, when you can imagine all the different possible permutations of perception. However, what seems to be most difficult to do, and this may be a cultural bent, is to imagine that your experience does not in fact follow in a linear fashion. I have written a lot about the subject of time and the perception of it. The only linear attribute that your experience, and indeed your memories of your experience have is that you are able to recall events, at your personal choosing I might add, in terms of a step-by-step process. You can write them down on a piece of paper, one word after another, one concept following another. However, any concept of linear continuity here is more to do with the conventions of writing that we currently adhere to, and not to the way that one recalls memory and expresses it in terms of a personal narrative.

The perception of time is a cultural construct, and as such it is a fictitious concept that does not have its own reality separate from our chosen perception of it. It is an abstract concept that affords us a way in which to catalogue and share our experiences. But that one moment should follow on from another that then disappears into the obscurity of memory, and personal interpretation, even if recorded on paper or electronic format (the proof), to be challenged anew by the following moment that only comes into existence (according to convention) the moment we are physically perceiving it, smacks to me of a ludicrous charade that dances around utter ignorance and any real comprehension of how we perceive our realities at all. It is a convenient rouse that allows us to not address that which we claim not to really understand. Actually, I believe that we are all innately aware of how our personal realities work for us, but that there is a lot that gets ignored or omitted because we decide subjectively that certain memories, or thoughts, or personal experiences (all of which are one and the same thing actually) just don’t fit into the conventional mould that we accept as being ‘objectively’ salient. The level of self-denial that we exercise under the auspices of being human astounds me, frequently.

The only perception of time that really has any relevance is that of the present moment, and everything within any given present moment is a valid contribution to your experience of that moment. Meaning, all the interactions, physically and verbally, thoughts, recollections that may be triggered, imaginative leaps that may be acknowledged, sparks of inspiration that lead the charge in an ever-evolving present moment.

The currently accepted concept of time causes more conflict and confusion than we could possibly comprehend or admit to. It has us chasing our own tails, or tales, so to speak in a never-ending quest to find something that apparently we don’t have, right now. The reality is that whatever it is we happen to be looking for was always within us to begin with, because it takes our perception of whatever it is we think we lack in order to bring it into existence, to acknowledge that it has any existence at all, and that is very much an action belonging to the ever-evolving present moment. It is difficult to utilise language to express concepts that have no real linear continuity, because language in and of itself is very linear in construct, and of course I refer here to the Latin-based language that I am using now to communicate with my readers. Language requires the regimentation of recalled experiences in order to create a sense of cohesion, yet as the person communicating those experiences, or knowledges as they are sometimes referred to in certain social circles, you know how difficult it can be to prioritise your memories, or your understanding of a particular experience or concept. It actually takes a lot of skill to condense things in that way. The way in which we remember experiences, and indeed experience them within our minds engages all of our senses, and often people will talk about the immediacy of certain memories, as if they were re-experiencing certain events due to their vivid clarity in memory.

We remember our lives I believe, in terms of emotional intensity. The more emotionally intense an experience, or the more meaning it has for us, the more likely it will continue to be relevant in any given present moment, because it is immediate in our perceptions. That being the key word here, immediate, meaning ‘now’. The past and future only have meaning because they are part of our present, and very immediate experience. They reinforce our sense of who we are in the immediate present.

The concept of time then, becomes irrelevant, because if our perception of our personal experience is based upon the emotional connection, or meaning, that we give it at any given moment, then all else is simply not acknowledged. Which is why we don’t recall everything that has seemingly happened in our lives, it just isn’t relevant until we deem it so. This negates then, the concept that there is a long line of past experiences that stretches out somewhere behind us, metaphorically speaking. The past and the future have no reality outside of our present perception of events. We create narratives that are relative to us, that allow us to express ourselves in a way that is acceptable to us and appropriate to our experience of life and reality. And those narratives, although highly relevant and meaningful are no more than convenient fictions that facilitate our survival, and our existence as the highly evolved, creative beings that we are and whom are capable of way more than we are given credit for, and that is where the real value and freedom of expression lies. Life is subjective, so therefore your word is as good as mine. Right?


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