In a novel I read recently (Children of God, by Mary Doria Russell), I came across this statement by one of the characters: “live in the eternal present–triumph over time”. It made me stop reading and think again about time. I have, in the past, commented that by living in the present moment, there is no past and no future (at least I think I have made that comment). But it never occurred to me that such an eternal present can be thought of as a triumph over time itself.
It does raise a question: do we really want to triumph over time? Without a future to consider, would there be a need for imagination? Without a past to consider, would there be a need for reconciliation? Truly, time would be an unnecessary concept if we all simply lived in the now–but we give up ourselves by so doing. With no past, there is no memory. With no memory, how do we know who we are (or is that even important)? I think life would be as nothing in that eternal present, however easy it might seem to slip into it and not be concerned about anything but now.
Definitely it is “time” to reconsider time. Eternally.