When reading a book or intensely concentrating time seems to go swiftly whilst the clock on the wall records the actual time. When bored times seems to stretch out, yet the clock on the wall records again the time. So we have clock time and psychological time.
Another time is the life and death of a form. A lump of sugar retains its form from the factory to the beverage when its time is up and its form dissolves. That time from the form to dissolving can say it is its life.
What about the human form? It maybe it appears from birth and on its demise its said to have lived so and so many years. So time in this sense is a physical reality.
Since all things in the Universe come and go, time then become relative to its form, say an ant to a star. Never the less the question may arise when the form dissolves, say the sugar transforms into a sweetener, the ant to a body that either is eaten or decays as part of the soil to become rich in its elements, the star to become Cosmic Dust which eventually begets other stars. So what of humans? Whether cremation, burial, natural burying, burning in rituals as in the Gats of India, body breakers of Tibet and all other modes, does the flesh have a composting use, the bones as evidence of a human for others to witness.
If the belief is that there is no afterlife or that there is no reincarnation then what has been the life of a human? The star has a use for its elements as dust, the ant for compost and humans?
Maybe humans have an essence not seen, a consciousness which is carried over if full of thoughts hankered after then by the law of attraction one's essence is ferried back to another incarnation, if not then just a blank oblivion. Should one have realized one's essence then perhaps one becomes the space of creativity to spawn new life-----the wave joins the ocean. A Sufi saying ' Glorious Sun why are you setting ------only to Rise again'
SHACK
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