Time Divided By…Infinity

I’ve got a thing for fractals, which are, “…generally “a rough or fragmented geometric shape that can be subdivided into parts, each of which is (at least approximately) a reduced-size copy of the whole…”

When I was in high school and college, I would sit in my room late at night and ponder the nature of the universe. What was here before everything? How can you get something from nothing? Can you keep dividing something into a smaller part, like time?

I think time, and maybe everything else, is a fractal, which come to think of it jibes with holograms. Maybe every single thing is a fractal hologram, or pieces of a hologram and we are all part of the One fractal hologram’s subdivisions…

And suddenly Phillip K. Dick’s VALIS is making more sense to me.

I’m just a virtual construct in a virtually constructed world.

“So from a scientific perspective, neither objective reality nor virtual reality is proven. And what is happening is that modern physics with things like time dilation and space contraction, teleportation, multi-existence and so on, seem actually more supportive of a virtual reality universe than an objective reality one.”

Maybe we’re all just virtual constructs of our souls, playing a game where we cannot break the speed of light or defy gravity, but have anomalies like UFOs and angels and anything else that goes against the programming rules of the “universe.”

Hell, at one time, my theory of LOST was that they were all trapped in virtual reality simulation.

I always knew that time wasn’t real…

Related to the previous post, I’ve found this bit at Discover about how time may not exist.

No duh.

Time is Slavery

I was running behind on getting to work on time. My tea, which I had steeping since I went into the shower, was growing cold. The dogs still needed to be fed. And somewhere a great clock was ticking away these moments.

Finally in the car on my way to work I started thinking about time. Why time? Who is really keeping track of time? Does god keep track of time? Maybe god is god because time does not exist for him? IF time did not exist for me, would I become (a) god? What would the world like be without time?

I’m starting to think that time is a concept created to enslave us. We are tied to time in all things from our sleep to our jobs to the interest earned in our accounts.

Time is slavery.

Why is not important. What’s missing is who is enslaving us with the concept of time?