When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That’s relativity.¹

Hairy legs are not enough to keep persistent mosquitoes from eating me alive. I’m learning yoga and practicing most days, but it’s getting difficult to concentrate. I’m struggling to stay focused for both work and play — seriously.

Seasons change as does the mind and body, but we keep working with no compensation. My mental, motivational, and physical state isn’t a constant. The only constant being the lack of consistency. Forever in a state of flux, a living organism naturally reacting to it’s ecosystem.

It would be interesting to reconsider time? Exploring an uneven schedule allowing us to slow down during the long hot summer days and speed up—keeping warn—during shorter winter days. Edo period² Japanese clock makers developed unique mechanical clocks called Wadokei³. These used the temporal time system⁴ with flexible daily time segments changing with the seasons. In our current technological climate, would it be easier to redesign time; fitting naturally to our organic needs?

Hairy legs to time redesigned… it must be rainy season!

They (Ancient Greeks) saw the future as something that came upon them from behind their backs with the past receding away before their eyes.
When you think about it, thats a more accurate metaphor than our present one. Who really can face the future? All you can do is project from the past, even when the past shows that such projections are often wrong. And who really can forget the past?
What else is there to know?⁵