Time is quite the marker within the matrix of this world. Most of us wear a “watch” to track the passing and planning of our lives. We also operate within the “boundaries” of time and watch calendars almost morosely.
Clocks are everywhere. Everywhere. Oppressively so. Most everything
is scheduled according to an agreed form of “time” measurement.
This seems practical enough.
But something’s seriously amiss. Where did this ever ticking, ever
present paradigm come from? Is it even real? Is it part of some sort of
overarching control system?