Perceptible Limitations,Time Liberated or Lost In Space

If time
from a perceptual viewpoint;
is a
concept that can be altered by the disruption of a beings chemical
or physical
makeup, to “seem” longer or shorter in
duration– in focus, in distraction,in damaged or altered states: just Neurons, Axons, over networks of living code; in suitable physical conditions synapses are allowed to relay “thought”;

than how can a concept (time) reliant solely on awareness of electro-chemical coercion ever yeild the total potency of its nature if it
cannot even be accurately defined by the participants relative constraints.

We are one form of participant.

Synapstic response:

This is the electro-chemical process our
entire beings processes function under, conscious or subconscious, our
perception of
even as we are aware of
it existentially is only based on the accuracy of our understanding of the changes both physical and chemical
in the world around us.

we likewise break our lives into tapestries of registered and remembered emotional segments.

Synaptic sparks of chemical and Physical response that we define as a significant force in guiding our being. We label the tapestry of
synaptic fireworks and our brain allows us in this process to somehow determine the significance of
perceived conscious and subconscious second;
for it is the nature of our
bodies to process our role and reaction in every instance of our breathing lives.

So then if time and the significance of its
divided portions are truly dependent on us to
define than how then can it be at all an
Existent force?

At least on the levels we imagine it to be, temporal measurement is in our
age is truly
an alchemical affair;
therefore our dependence on
linear measurement of an unmeasurable
definable phantom
can yield

Can time exist in actuality,
or is it the attempt or perhaps even purpose of an organ, a system, a sub molecular-field,
to allow us an internal plane of external perceptual processing,
so then is time in the
bonds between changes? We see change and call it relative to the space
and name it
time, yet what

If we stop measuring the results, and instead look to the force that drives all change in energy;

Unkown forces governing unknown under- currents of sub-atomic fluidic-vibratory-propulsions of variable charge and apparently infinite reactory cohesion
are the vibratory constituents of root-matter-energy reactions as currently understood;

yet those greviously over-confident definitions of the forces that truly convict the massive array of constituents to arrangements encompassing the entirety of suppositional known universe;
are themselves unable without this unknown variable ( equal opposite cause of “time”– “space”? )to be quantified or qualified – they would not occur- without a base interaction we cannot itself conceptually fathom ;

Unable are we to truly derive any one particulates reason for interaction within the array of vibratory atomic cohesion, nay the entire occurrence of interaction itself!

Much less can we ascribe a purpose to a seemingly random yet in fact divinely perfect algorithm for the continuation of the quantum-temporal
(Equal and opposite reactions to what, and why?)
outpouring of creation, yet grave justice is granted to the stoic logician, and far greater to the prophet who denounces them in the name of faithless dogma (for would wholly faithful need to argue?);

maybe a time will come when those forces become nearly realized;

maybe we can understand then what causes the continued flow of energies that shape and shade our realities.

Human minds
have already breached this concept of a truly boundless existence
Where time,
space, and
phisical form, are all mearly conductors of an energey interaction aware and alive. Of a singular truth beyond the vision of existence that the senses provide.

Philosophy, and
all revolve around the singular central theme: What is the power and significance of individual reactions composing the existence beyond the surface perceptions of our reality?

Is there a reason to my existence, or am I a being, aware and adrift in a clockwork construction of my own psychological and Phisical  constraints?

Modern psychology assumes that the human construction is no more than measurable and predictable patterns of perception that dictate how we as individuals react and therefore relate to our existence– one that ironically no one can yet explain……

So back to time.
If we can establish that our realities are shaped
at least to some degree, if not entirely,
by our perception; than we could also say that
the very way we perceive our external world is a
purely illusory mechanism
that merely attains the portion of a perception of
actual occurrence that is
allowed by the mere and variable inputs of the
human design.

Time is relative,
Space is relative, but then
are they relevant?
How can relativity be

In fact in Existentialism, there is a strong conceptual understanding of
the individuals ability to define more than just simply the actions they undertake
but the very value of the existence in which action occurs, and the
significance of the action.

The more I consider Science
the closer I get to
a totality of
in mechanisms beyond its inordinate bounds.


About Epoch Awareness. Writer, J.D. Hughes

I write. Do you read? I write. I write words: Carefully and consistently, and chaotically, from the deep pulsar unison of the still mind (or the violent undoing of the still mind); Sometimes I resemble Robert Zimmerman (my hair uncut, my mind uncut, all unregulated thoughts, wind haphazard along a pale american brow too). Sometimes, Sometimes words are fragments of paragraphs and you find them eschew in and from time, and with care, in the long ribbon fabric or one single unsealed cosmic spiral, and then they burn wild like black-holes ( birthing voids built the milky way); Still there are words so heavy and pure that they anchor fast the mind to the mere memory of their syllables in the quiet echoes, in and around, the deep violet sea of the questioning readers inner-mind. I write sentences: In strands, like silk, or links in chains, or diamond arranged compressed carbon coal electrons, or the frequency of more intimately woven atoms; In intricate quilts of reason, and warmly glowing sheets of cotton fiction that cover you at 4 am on a Sunday (with the sun bright and a bastard, soon to be hitting your face from the slats in the window shades); I write paragraphs, and as such I consider it a duty of the considerate and conflicted human to consider their conflicts human, and consider: In airports, in churches, in penthouses in Hollywood (who overlook the homeless mountains and the slanting fogs of debilitated industries, and the vacuum seduction, and lifeless Angel City in the Wests bleached blonde sand, and lids of imagery cover sad vacant eyes), in station wagons, in deep wood temples in Maine, near the Androscoginn River, where the Native Americans caught silver fish and eternity lived off communal tides to the distant ocean, which is now more black than the sky from our waste, now wrought with the studied three-headed-demon-fish, (but still a holy place Maine, it glows); In any meaningful medium, known or noun, imaginable is mans only true duty. It is mans only Deity (For what was with God, what was God? The Word was, In The Beginning). To chase the promise that reality and truth are not yet only relative devices, and leaving these scriptures: On brains, and on paper, and on papyrus, and old plaster, and on the backs of old Polaroids (once someone did at least), the thin skin on wet hands who ru
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One Response to Perceptible Limitations,Time Liberated or Lost In Space

  1. kshawnedgar says:

    How many fortnights a deception lingers, and yet, in an instant ’tis solved and dispersed. Engineering Center

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