The Strange Progress of Time

Hello. Slight smile

Normally, I don't see any particular significance in dreams - so often, these just seem like a mix-up of different elements of a day's incidents. A while back, though, I had a dream that featured my late father *as if, in quite a matter-of-fact way, he were still alive*. Now, I'm wary of thinking that was merely consolation on my part and, besides, dreams are frequently nonsensical in nature and content; but this incredible feeling nagged away at me that my Dad was still living. And this feeling wasn't encouraged by anything especially emotional or important in that dream - if anything, it actually felt like I was foolish to believe that death might be the end...

This was a really strange, uncanny experience: to 'know' that my father had not really passed on, and to feel like a fool for believing the seemingly definite fact that he has passed on.

I've read that autists have issues with time, in various ways...but could this actually be an aspect of ASD that is, again, wrongly portrayed as a failing on our collective part in contrast to neurotypicals' 'success' in understanding the supposedly-linear flow of time? Is their understanding of time wrong, and the actual truth far more multi-dimensional than appearances might suggest?

  • Sometimes I think about this wonder

    Elusive its movement stops me to ponder

    Can it go backwards? Or is it just mine

    Imagination of passing of time.

  • I do wonder about linearity of time as well. Tough I focused more on the speed of time passing. Supposedly Eninstein once said that it's theoretically possible to move through time with different speeds. We can see evidence of that for example in twins paradox, where one is sent into space with with a relativistic speed and the other remains on earth, or when you space out for a second and during that second you witness an hour passing by.

    During moments of intense focus on something I feel like time, I exist in, is moving faster, or a lot faster. 

    On the other hand during meditation when I focus on tranquility it feels as if time almost stopped for me, and I exist unchanging while the world is speeding past me.

    So

    perhaps outside of our bodies in a different state we can freely move any direction in time

    How do we get there?

  • Unfortunately, the link leads to a 'Not Found' page.

    However, what a fantastically interesting site! The articles appear really thought-provoking.

  • This is a bit of a good season for contemplating Father Time Slight smile There are a few autistic researchers/writers working on the subject of Chronos vs Kairos (nothing released yet).

    Another good article on this https://aeon.co/essays/let-s-ditch-the-dangerous-idea-that-life-is-a-story

  • I've heard it said that when we dream, it's our subconscious mind trying to make sense of things, even though the bits of our dreams that we remember may make little sense to our conscious mind. I've also heard it said that if we dream about a deceased loved one when there has been no obvious trigger, it's their spirit/soul trying to connect with us and let us know they are thinking of us.

  • i think perhaps it is us that are moving in time.... which makes sense when we literally are and every second that passes is us moving forward in time...

    but perhaps outside of our bodies in a different state we can freely move any direction in time and use that movement to get to places faster and arrive in any time we desire. making it so when your having a outer body dream across the country in cornwall, you can drift across the country and arrive on the other side of the country where your from in no time at all due to using time itself to get there and then get back.... and before you wake up youd perhaps see something in the distant future, like your parents popping their heads in the door to wake you up to get ready in the morning, then youd wake up and see their heads pop through a bit later like you saw just before you got back into your body. kinda what happened to me when i was a kid in a caravan on holiday in newquay. which sealed the deal for me that dreams are more than just dreams and are real beyond what we understand. dreams have always felt very real to me forever since. 

    had many interesting ones... ones that feel like a different life i already lived, as a reporter following soviet tanks through a ruined city, to be given a ruined apartment there to rest in for the time being and on my down time in the ruined apartment being sad and thinking of the family i left behind and that i may never see them again.

    ofcourse then you get negative ones, my negative ones always seem to manifest in my old bedroom in the parents house, that bedroom was weird and im sure was possibly haunted. im leaving to my own flat soon and i had a aware real dream where i was in that bedroom again and i broke my chains from it and as i broke it a long haired perhaps dreadlocked person apeared and around him a brown aura shot out from behind him as his hair floated up and went towards me and consumed me with a thought that it wanted to erase my being and my personality along with panic and fear for no reason, followed by constantly repeated words "we are part of a unbreakable chain" repeated again before waking up. which i guess means my room was haunted and the thing doesnt want me to go lol .....

    and also recently before going to bed before i got fully asleep i had words pop into my head "sunamoya" which i thought was probably japanese and possibly due to watching too much anime, but i googled that random word and it was african for "you didnt breathe" lol which at the time i was having breathing problems and chest tightness which i think i mentioned in a comment on another thread on here somewhere. but shows there is alot more to the sleeping world, we bridge the gap between realities and time and space. 

  • She still lives in your memory, Desmond. Slight smile

  • It's far from an original thought but I wonder if life goes on for those we consider to be dead? After all, it's only our awareness of their absence, & our limited senses and science that marks them out as dead. Because we are absent from their 'lives', the deceased might consider *us* to be absent (if indeed they remain conscious of their former existence).

    Maybe they are trapped in time? By which I mean they carry on with their daily activities while unaware that anything has dramatically changed. My mum once said 'Hello' to a neighbour as he passed by. He apparently didn't see or hear her and didn't acknowledge her, despite usually being very friendly and talkative. Later, upon asking why the neighbour might have ignored her, my grandmother told her that the man had died the previous day. This, I believe, is not a rare kind of 'ghost story' at all; quite common, in fact. Is it possible that, from his perspective, my mother and her world had ceased to exist the moment his life (supposedly) ended?

    There's a line or two from a Sylvia Plath poem which sort-of hints at all this. And perhaps expresses how fleeting and yet intimate the connections between us all might be:

    'I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;

    I lift my lids and all is born again.

    (I think I made you up inside my head)'.

  • I still imagine my Nan still alive. She had such a legacy, in my life, after the early deaths of my father and mother. 

    It's connectivity. 

  • Great post, Caelus. Slight smile

    As examples of the struggles I have in comprehending the 'normal' passage of time:

    * I once watched a trailer, posted on a forum, for the film called 'Tenet'. I could not see anything especially unusual about the action depicted in the trailer, while others members raved about the action. So I asked them what they were excited about, and was told that time was portrayed as moving backwards or forwards or both; I hadn't noticed this at all, and everything looked normal to me.

    * Another film, this time an excellent Australian movie titled 'Lake Mungo'. In one part of the film, the featured family appeared to be driving in reverse (or was it just me and my misperception?). Just about everywhere I looked, regarding reviews, it was stated that the film was about grief/bereavement; to me, it appeared to be about time and our misunderstanding of time. Although I'm prone to seeking deeper meaning in things when perhaps none actually exists or is meant by the creator(s), that backwards journey seemed incredibly significant. Of course, I could well be completely wrong about that.

  • theres alot we dont know and never will know about the reality of our beings. but for sure there is more to this than we know.... and dreams are the doorway to something bigger that humanity perhaps will never understand.