Capturing Time

"People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion." - Albert Einstein

Einstein was a genius. He was a smart, witty, maniacal man but one thing he certainly seemed to lack was tact. For this persistent illusion of time is the reason an art form exists. If anyone was to say it out loud, I can bet that he would be beheaded the next day, by artists who would mutilate his body after that.

What are you saying? You ask, bewildered. It is the talent and passion of men which has created art. If time had simply passed without our existence, time would have been of little value. The enigma of time is a paradoxical one. Time, in ways is a resource at our disposal. We need it to exist but it is of little value without us. Little value to us that is, because we don’t exist.

If you were to pay close attention to the art forms we have. You will realise that all of them are an attempt to capture a fickle, fleeting moment of some intense emotion. The truth is that all of these ‘art forms’ simply aren’t ‘dimensional’ (for the lack of a better word) enough. We all grasp the writings of an author incompletely, like when energy is converted into a different form it is never possible to convert a 100% of it, some is always lost.

If truth be told I think that it’s it is impossible to convey feelings by art forms the same way it is impossible to describe a colour (go on, give it a try).

Or rather impossible to check if what you have implied is what the reader has inferred. That’s why beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder for we have no way of proving otherwise.