February 2, 2013
I can hardly believe that one twelfth of the year has gone--forever…! In a way we can see it as a joke, but there is something about the passage of time that is totally incomprehensible. EveryTHING (more or less) is related to ‘place’ but time escapes from any place. Our perceptions are fixated on the solidity of things in space. Don’t we have any receptors for time?
Our languages must be related to this in some way, with our fixation on naming things. We even name actions in an effort to fix them in space. Time doesn’t figure. So do you think that we are physically limited in such a way that however it was that language was invented, humans simply didn’t have the physical capability to acknowledge time when inventing grammar and vocabulary? This reminds me of the ‘quiff’ thingy and Schroediger’s cat. Time has been named, measured and talked about, but we still can’t understand what nor why.
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