A thought on life [Taken from Live Spaces Blog, 02 septiembre 2005, 0:02]

I haven't been blogging anything in the past WEEKS because I've either been too tired or too busy. And it hasn't changed much, but I was lying on my bed, and this thought occurred to me, and I just HAD to write it down somewhere. So I chose to blog it.

If you're under 13 or so, maybe this won't make THAT much sense to you. This is only my 21-year old point of view.

Do you ever think on how your perception of stuff around you changes? Like, when you were a little kid, everything seemed big and sometimes unreachable, and you could jump across the kitchen as if it were a soccer field? And you had to climb on to chairs, pull chairs around to open high locks, etc... And when your body grows, everything is so much more reachable, so useful, so given to be used, BUT so... UNwonderful at the same time. When you're a kid, you want to know about everything. What is it? How does it work? Why can't I use it? What's so special about it? Now, almost everything is taken for granted. You KNOW cars are meant to move you miles and miles away in a few minutes. And it's not wonderful at all. And to a child, even walking is such a wonder...

And it's not just that. Just a while ago, I was thinking about a promise someone once made to me about us going out to play on one of the DDR machines at an arcade. We never DID go. But the point is, the promise was made more than a year ago. And I picture it as happening only a few weeks ago. And this has been happening more and more... suddenly a month is not that much time, and an entire year can slip by just "doing stuff". So, my perception of time has changed. A lot. But when I was a kid, and someone said that something that I wanted would take "a month", I could almost cry. I perceived it as an approaching eternity. But now a month is just a standard unit of time... it's not even that long.

So, I kind of concluded that the quantity of time we perceive per unit of measured time is somehow inversely proportional to the quantity of time we've lived. This means that the beginning of life includes a virtual everlasting moment: the breakthrough into life and into the world. And then the lengths of these moments decrease geometrically, second by second. So, a minute to a 1-year old would be perceived 20 times as long as the same minute to a 20-year old dude.

This would mean that time really sort of slips away... faster every minute. Like sand through your fingers. Or water. Of course, old people say time passes slowly too... so maybe it's not so much an exponential curve as much as a parabola. And the everylasting birth moment would be very nicely complemented by an everlasting death moment, just like in music, where the first note is also usually the last one. Life would be symettrical. It sounds really nice.

Well, that's it then. Midnight already. Perfect timing.

Night.