Time and My Questions
TIME AND MY QUESTIONS Time is a fascinating concept — or maybe that’s not the right word. I don’t know exactly what to call it. Every time I try to understand time, it feels less like I’m finding answers and more like I’m uncovering deeper mysteries. So this isn’t an explanation. It’s just the way my thoughts flow when I sit with time and listen. I used to believe that only the present is real. The past already happened. The future hasn’t happened yet. So only the present must be real — alive, happening, undeniable.That felt logical.But then I started talking to myself. What exactly is this “present” I’m calling real? The moment I notice it, it’s already gone. In microseconds, what is becomes what was. The present doesn’t stay long enough to be held. So am I experiencing the present… or just realizing it? Maybe the present is not a duration. Maybe it’s a point — a sharp edge where awareness touches reality. And if that’s true, then what is the future? Something unrea...