Time

 

Time works differently in this part of the world, as if the Earth spins faster here in Ireland.  My perception has been altered and my life is suspended.  I walk on deserted streets, I look for familiar faces, I write meaningless words, I leave coherence aside.  Where are you?  What happens in your life?  Are you safe?  All of these words are just for you, in one way or another, with or without time.  According to the philosophy of time, eternalism- all existence in time is equally real. This means that you are as real as I am and maybe, because I discovered you in the time of your existence, maybe we are sharing our time. Maybe. I have doubts. 

There is a puzzle that suggests that physical information, and perhaps time is included in it, may disappear into a black hole.  I keep thinking, if I consider myself invented, if time is an illusion, if nothing exists, then maybe, I'm already in a black hole, maybe my whole life has been spent in one