(hardly an auspicious start for this week’s photo challenge, but bear with me) anyway, yesterday was a wee celebration so The Spouse and I had a lovely lunch together in town. Afterwards, whilst she was powdering her powder or whatever it is that the mystery gender does in there, I was in a holding pattern in the stairwell where I snup this snap—
—which before you ask, shows my very own personal future. Future, as it was then—quite unavoidable, as all futures are; and is now my past. How so?
desirous both of going home later, and presently at the top of the stairs (and with no egress via windows or suchlike without a horrendous discussion with the hotel staff) I had no option but to boldly go where no man has hesitated before: ergo my future was to descend those stairs, and you are right now looking at it before it was actualised into yesterday’s past. So it is unarguably a snap of my future. Then. Not now, of course. Furthermore, phew …
AND NOW TO GET
philosophical. Or not, your call, but here below you are looking at simultaneously past, present, and future. Wow~!
The PPF and all in the one piccie—is that gratuitous, or wot?
It calls for precise precision of a nature so exact it just doesn’t exist in science. No matter how minuscule any scientist reduces the scale there is absolutely no way (!) to measure any deviation from exactly spot-on shown by this beat up old farmyard-machinery type instrument. When stopped.
Yes, even when stopped it is correct twice a day … which makes it better than (say) a state-of-the-art atomic clock capable of 0.0000000000001 gillionths of a millisecond in every hundred million aeons (or whatever exactness they work to these days). Atoms are all well and good for everyday use but that beast above is absolutely accurate twice every day, when stopped. Okaaaaaay, enhance that: only when stopped …
BUT BACK TO THE THEME
Gore’s town clock shows simultaneously the time in the past, the present, and the future—none of which can be altered; all are set rigidly in their place. No?
But that’s a point that screams out for addressing. In another blog, in the future …
Here, in the now, have a nice autumnal colour—
—which has been patiently waiting here at this confluence of time, space, and me for about fifteen billion years; waiting for me to photograph it. I actually feel quite humbled … I hope you enjoy the shot, in all eternity there’ll never be one quite like it. And that’s a lot of future …
PP & F