Time
I often hear people talking about time, well not about time, rather about its properties, and it is always a factor to be blamed for something, it is either insufficient, too tardy, too fast, too much, or too little, it is bad when it passed, it is bad when it passes right in front of us, and it is bad when it will pass on. This is a strange thing, in essence, time might as well not be here, to us our experience is not a passage of minutes or hours, as much as we like to describe what happens to us in temporal terms we live in narrative patterns, we have stories about what we where what we are and we have stories about what we will be, and these stories are loosely based on objective reality but only to the extent of our understanding of it, in rest we have one true guide emotion, this is how we experience life as subjects of experience rather than time. Now, this might delve into the whole matter of construing reality versus living reality, and I do not think that all that we live...