According to the Greenwich Mean Time + 1:00 (British Summer Time) Clock it is 11:38:45... 46... 47... You get the picture. Time is ticking along as we trundle into the later part of the year. Time has been ticking away as my fingers press down on these little buttons, and it's time I won't be able to get back. Seconds, minutes, hours... These turn to days, months and years... You get the idea - I trust you're not a mindless heap of flesh. If you haven't worked out yet, time is measuring system, used to compare durations of events and the intervals between them. Scientifically, philosophically and religiously, time is held close to much work. If there was no time, where would we be?
So with that in mind what happens when you venture into the pool of time. It's an incredibly complex system, brains implode and skulls crack with the mere thought of time travel, paradoxes, Newtonian Time, time dilation... Google the word 'Time.' See how many search results the magical Google has produced; "2,910,000,000 for 'Time.'" It's a rather large topic of discussion.
Non-fiction and fiction alike have produced some incredible work using the bases of Time - H.G. Welles: The Time Machine is a truly incredibly work of writing fusing the reality of time with Science-Fiction and making time travel seem so simple my left testicle could saddle up a little gizmo to transport it's self into the future... Only to be horribly disappointed when it sees itself still hanging there, maybe a little lower and more shriveled with a grey comb over of wiry pubic hair. So yes! Time Travel! From Doctor Who traveling through time and space in his Tardis to Marty McFly hitting 88MPH in a DeLorean sending him thirty years into the past.
Time Travel, of course, is the premise of moving between different moments in time, either sending objects, information and even in some cases Arnold Schwarzenegger backwards or forwards in time from the present time. Despite time travel being a common catalyst in fiction it has been arguably possible to perform this phenomenon. Writing out the idea of time travel has begin to give my brain a sharp and horrible pain let alone delving into the scientific explanations to whether or not we actually could. Wormholes, General Relativity, the 'Delayed Choice Quantum Eraser' experiment.
If you step back and think long and hard about the concept and idea that these scientists and artists are trying to create and in most cases, bring to life, it can really give you a demolishing and bleak outlook on things. You're just a bunch of atoms sitting here looking at more atoms that are making up this computer screen, on a desk - made up of more atoms, in a house made out of atoms, in a world just made up of millions, billions and trillions of atoms. Countless atoms that can just be thrown up, down and all around, like a puppet with tangled strings.
With time travel still more grounded more in fiction than reality it's pretty safe to say that those lost hours of happiness and naivety shall stay lost in the past. Untouched and unreachable. Just like the second that went after you finished reading This word. It's now gone and it's not coming back. Time has moved on now and know doubt it'll be against you what ever you are doing. To now get those dishes dry before The X-Factor starts, to catch that train to get to that important meeting, to say goodbye to someone you still love after all those years before you move away.
I wonder if the DeLorean would really help capture back those 'good times' or the reason time travel hasn't been developed properly is because those times are left in the past for a reason and in the back of our minds we know we shouldn't have them back. 88MPH sounds like a good idea to me to get back that time you and i adored.
Save the clock tower?
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