Time, flowing like a river...to the sea.
Time is a silly concept.
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ok ok lets do songs ok..?
After two days, in the desert sun,
My skin began to turn red.
After three days, in the desert fun,
I was looking at a river bed.
And the story it told, of a river that flowed,
Made me sad to think it was dead.
or... maybe.. like
[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqeSUAlI5uI[/yt]
No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killing floor
No time for the killing floor
There’s no time left for you
No time left for you.
No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
=================
so aaaaaa what exactly is a killing floor?
After two days, in the desert sun,
My skin began to turn red.
After three days, in the desert fun,
I was looking at a river bed.
And the story it told, of a river that flowed,
Made me sad to think it was dead.
or... maybe.. like
[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqeSUAlI5uI[/yt]
No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killing floor
No time for the killing floor
There’s no time left for you
No time left for you.
No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
=================
so aaaaaa what exactly is a killing floor?
Let's do the Time Warp again!
“Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
dylan thomas
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
dylan thomas
You're drunk.
Best quote about time ever.
They say he has a pocket watch with that sentence engraved -I'd love to have such a thing
Delmore Schwartz?
Soran: Aren't you beginning to feel time gaining on you? It's like a predator. It's stalking you. Oh, you can try and outrun it with doctors, medicines, new technologies, but in the end, time is going to hunt you down and make the kill.
Picard: Someone once told me that time was a predator that stalked us all our lives. I rather believe that time is a companion who goes with us on the journey and reminds us to cherish every moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we've lived. After all Number One, we're only mortal.
Riker: Speak for yourself sir, I plan to live forever.
:P
Picard: Someone once told me that time was a predator that stalked us all our lives. I rather believe that time is a companion who goes with us on the journey and reminds us to cherish every moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we've lived. After all Number One, we're only mortal.
Riker: Speak for yourself sir, I plan to live forever.
:P
They say he has a pocket watch with that sentence engraved -I'd love to have such a thing
Delmore Schwartz?
Last time I looked this wasn't a poetry forum but a Star Trek one
^ It's about space. It's about people in the strangest place...
Does anybody really know what time it is? Does anybody really care?
Not "the French." A handful of wacko leaders of the French Revolution, who also wanted to switch to a ten-day week and rename the months. The French people weren't buying it. "We executed the king and queen, had a bloody Reign of Terror, guillotined hundreds of people -- for THIS? Screw this bullshit!"
Well, the people in charge at that moment of revolutionary France did institute it. You can be pedantic and say not the French, but the French leaders, but it doesn't really matter. I already pointed out that it didn't stick, so, yeah, it wasn't accepted by the population (even though metric weights and measures did stick).
The world around us hangs in doubt
You face a crime that we'll hear about
To pay the cost would never be the same
Eternal lovers we're not to blame
There's no mistake, there's no refrain
The same surroundings that stood
Are here again - this time...
As I look around you can't be found
To lose you I'd rather see
The endless time of space go passing by
This time around...
This time around...
So look around we all will be found
In love...
The world around us hangs in doubt
You face a crime that we'll hear about
To pay the cost would never be the same
Eternal lover you're not to blame
There's no mistake there's no refrain
The same surroundings that stood
Are here again - this time...
As I look around you can't be found,
To lose you, I'd rather see
The endless time of space go passing by
This time around...
This time around...
To lose you I'd rather see
The endless time of space go passing by
Fly... By...
You face a crime that we'll hear about
To pay the cost would never be the same
Eternal lovers we're not to blame
There's no mistake, there's no refrain
The same surroundings that stood
Are here again - this time...
As I look around you can't be found
To lose you I'd rather see
The endless time of space go passing by
This time around...
This time around...
So look around we all will be found
In love...
The world around us hangs in doubt
You face a crime that we'll hear about
To pay the cost would never be the same
Eternal lover you're not to blame
There's no mistake there's no refrain
The same surroundings that stood
Are here again - this time...
As I look around you can't be found,
To lose you, I'd rather see
The endless time of space go passing by
This time around...
This time around...
To lose you I'd rather see
The endless time of space go passing by
Fly... By...
Time does exist. Here's proof:
[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFl_QKkLxXc&feature=related[/yt]
[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFl_QKkLxXc&feature=related[/yt]
Well, sort of, but our biological rhythms and structures are environmental adaptations.
It's trite, but time really is relative. Until a few recent and fleeting exceptions, we've spent our existence stuck on this surface at a force of 1g, w/a pressure of 1 atmosphere, at 1 AU from our sun, revolving 'round the sun at a fixed (average) rate, rotating 'round our axis at a fixed rate. (Actually, all these "constants" are constantly changing, but for the purposes of pocket watches, calendars and generations of human life, they're not changing quickly enough to make a difference) So while time is relative, we have a relatively stable frame of reference.
Let's go bit by bit here...
Okay, this sounds really arrogant. Any religious beliefs aside, had we not been here the universe still would have been here. Can I prove this? DUH.... of course not. But it's the height of anthropomorphic hubris to think otherwise.
Others have already explained to you how our divisions of measurement came to be.
Sorry, this part is just silly and makes it sound like this whole post may be your effort to rationalize a personal problem with punctuality.
Really? When the Cowboys kickoff against the Redskins at 1:00, to me that means I have ten minutes to take the dog out, pour a Pepsi and get out my big foam finger. Since I like to watch the Cowboys, 12:50 has a great deal of meaning to me.
Sure, but who says 12:50 is the end of a day? Actually, PM 11:59:59.999999999 is the end of the day. And yes, it is arbitrary, but... so what? A "day" is defined as the time it takes the Earth to rotate once about its axis. It would be a day if we called it a day or not. A rose by any other name would smell just a sweet, and all that jazz.
For that matter, the word "day" is a arbitrary collection of letters to which we've assigned arbitrary sounds and arbitrary meaning. The thing is, we humans kinda like to communicate with each other, so we've come up with standardized ideas. It's to facilitate communication. Just like time!
The point is a day would be a day if we called it that or not.
How do you measure the circumference of a circle? Not calculate, measure? You pick a point and start there. Since every point on the circumference is exactly like every other, how do you pick where to start? You just pick one.
No, a "day" ends when the Earth has returned to a specific point in its rotation as relative toward the Sun.
If I start at "C" and go up seven notes, I'm back at "C". I've gone up an octave. Therefore an octave is from C to shining C. But what if you start at A? You start at A and go up seven notes. It's still an octave, we just started from different points.
No, a definition does not have different meanings. Some words have multiple definitions.
Where is the beginning, middle or end of an electron? Does Oklahoma have an exact "middle"? Do you have a "middle"? Is there a point inside you somewhere that is exactly equidistant to every other point? Do you have an end? You have an outer layer of tissue, but is that where you end? You radiate heat beyond that outer layer of tissue. You have a gravitation field that extends indefinitely, possibly infinitely.
Look, I'm not picking on you. It's great to ask the questions you're asking. It's great to have crazy ideas. It's great to question the norm and to challenge the status quo. But here, you seemed to have stopped at the initial questions.
Have a crazy question, do it. By all means. But then ANSWER IT!
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