Is time your friend or your enemy?
When you think of time what might be a short time on one hand is way too long on the other. If I am getting a relaxing massage for 10 minutes it might be an eternity if I got a compound fracture. Eight years might be a long time if I were a prisoner but a short time if I had a treatment or drug go from discovery or invention to practice in the field. Eighty minutes might seem like a long time commuting to work but a short time if that was all you had to work in a day.
During your day do you find that you have more time than you can fill or is it the day seems gone before you know it? Do you have projects at home or work that is stacking up because time runs out to get to them or to finish them? Do time seem to stand still when you have to do things you don’t like, or it zips by and you hardly get to do the things you love because the time to do them is never enough? Are you helped or hurt more by time?
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Since I sleep very little at night and get most during the day, then time is my friend in that regard. Time is my enemy when I’m trying to get somewhere quickly and every slow driver decides to pull out in front of me and sight see on the way!
Neither, really. If Time were a person, I’d refer to him as “Someone I know.” Not a friend, not an enemy, not anyone I have much of a real relationship with. Kind of like the cashier at the Wal-Mart. There when you need her, there when you don’t, and besides for her having a good job I know nothing about her.
I am constantly affected by Parkinson’s Law. “Work expands so as to fill the time available for its completion”. My days fly by (at home and work but mostly at work). I make lists all the time to make sure I get through things I need to do. I do now factor in time just to chill out though. I remember waking up one Monday morning and it felt like Friday had just finished and I consciously wished things would slow down because life was flying by too fast. It seems like only yesterday it was Christmas and now it is April. Still, I am having fun so can’t really complain (but I will).
A wise man once said: “Time is the fire in which we burn.”
“He who competes against time has an adversary who does not suffer casualty”. Samuel Webster.
Time is my biggest adversary. It is so unforgiving and arrogant as it relentlessly rolls over me with such ease and power. As my body and mind grow ever more feeble, time drive forever onward. I struggle to keep up but fall further and further behind.
“What seest Thou else in the dark backward and abysm of time” Shakespeare – The tempest Act 1, Seen 2
Endless Time
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
By Rabindranath Tagore (1861 – 1941)
Time is neither friend nor enemy. It just is. What changes is not time, but our perception of it.
As @marinelife put it, time just is.
SONNET 60
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown’d,
Crooked elipses ‘gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth
And delves the parallels in beauty’s brow,
Feeds on the rarities of nature’s truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:
And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
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