Why Natural Time Rules and Clock Time Sucks

A personal tale about why I can no longer bow to the Clock.

Time is a construct and so if I was a member of the Village People I’d be the construction worker.

Because I’m always playing with Time, always pondering it, wondering how I can use it more efficiently, asking it for permission to release me from the Clock, which sometimes crawls slower than a turtle on high-grade heroin, and other times races faster than an antelope on pure, golden Masshole methamphetamine.

In fact, over two decades ago in my mid 20s, I made a deal with the Universe: I want to live for Time, not Money. And because of that, Time is one of those things I feel I can write about with some expertise.

Which is why I think this essay is worth your time. You see, I’m starting to get a distinct sense that our modern culture is going to be facing some rather key decisions about Time in the coming years. I think the Coronavirus and the reaction to it are only the beginning of this. But I’ll save a more Big Picture perspective for a future essay.

Today, I want to focus on my personal experience with this clash between what I call Clock Time, which is a human construct, and Natural Time, which is not.