No Time Like the Present

Now, I know it’s Saturday morning and you’re probably suffering from a twisted gut, sour breath and reverberating headache, but hey, you’re actually either going to have to think about this, or come back later.
I was lying in bed the other night, wishing I could have a cigarette, and to turn my attention from that dreaded impulse, I started to think about ‘Time’. Now, I’ve always thought about the concept of time as a simple Human perception and invention. Meaning that outside the sphere of our reality, time doesn’t exist, at least as we understand it.
Consider, if time is linear, say like a movie, where each frame of the film sets a foundation for the next frame, and so on and so forth for each frame that follows until the entire film has been played, what frame then, represents the present time?
Now, you can actually even say that the film has no value, at all, without the projector to show it. Correct? So, if we compare our individual lives to that of a projector, we’re able to view the passage of time, but that’s all we can do, view it. Because that’s all we can do, we define it in a linear fashion and we define the present as ‘this very instant’.
Of course, you can freeze a frame in any movie, but that frame only has meaning in context of the whole film. We can’t freeze a physical moment of our lives but we can freeze a memory moment. None of these actions really define the present moment in time, because it doesn’t exist. Time is fluid, always moving, and no matter how small we slice our ‘instant of time’, that instant is well behind us before we finish slicing it.
Time consists of motion, constant motion. And it’s how you look at that motion, that gives you an interpretation of time. That interpretation allows you a belief that you live in a ‘present’ time that doesn’t exist.
Now, how’s that headache?