When we wake up in the morning what is the first thing we do? More likely we would have just hit the snooze button on the alarm clock, or turn to look at the nearest clock or watch. That first inkling of our wake is to see what time it is. Either to think how much time was wasted if we let our biological rhythm decide, or how much there is left to plan for. It is one of life’s obsessions which is never really clearly pointed out. Is it wrong?
Watching for time is not destructive on its own, it tends to be helpful. For example being on time for work gives us a sense of healthy routine and continuity. A train coming on time delivers efficiency and organization for the general public. A plan that runs on time attributes to completion and success of a task. As much as this is clear and obvious, what we don’t see is that we are so used to training our minds to see the positives of it, we don’t see how it eats us anymore. Like the violent movie that got us scared when we were infants, but becomes a laughing joke as we grow up. Or that sexually explicit scene we never imagined we could even handle, become mainstream and widely acceptable. Had we exaggerated our feelings when we were young, or were those correct intuitions that we were born with? The same goes for time.
When we were born we did not know between night or day. We would cry when we wanted attention, sleep when we were tired, and ate when we were hungry. We all grew up this way, sort of like how anthropologists describe our ancestors were. Now were we unhealthy or were we unhappy? Perhaps some of us were not so lucky to be blessed with wonderful adults as parents. Yet before judgement came to pass in our heads, it was never important how “good” or “bad” our childhood was. We would react naturally to stimuli and if we got what the stimuli first denotes, we would be contented. That seems like an enjoyable life, like many of us would wish we could reclaim our childhood. So why can’t we now? Is it just because our bodies have deteriorated and withered? Or the abundance of responsibility that prohibits our inner happiness? We are trapped by time.
The time concept has encapsulated our thoughts, visions and overall well-being. We do not make plans so that we enrich our life, we make plans to accomplish something so we can make more plans in shorter spans of time. We rush others because they are biting on “our time”, although we do not own it. We push harder to do things faster to save more time. We blame people for being late because the next plan cannot be carried out. How can we exude negativity, when that attribute of time we all share is not in our control, but instead we all have?
Most of us are in the trap of time. Why not do something about it NOW?