Flow 3 Time
We talk of the flow of time. Commonsense tells us that time flows in one direction ... from then, through now until who knows what and when? But modern science and philosophy have shaken our sense of this simple order. Time has lost its sense of direction. Then we discover that in other times and places there have been other assumptions. Cycle and circles of time, no beginnings, no endings.
In the global culture of the perpetual present, infected by a pessimism about the future that has broken the modernist illusion of perpetual progress, I find myself thinking time as a series of layers, strata that remind me of what happened before that somehow still exists. It is not a matter of spirits and ghosts but of evidence, that stares me in the face. I see a stone carved centuries ago that is itself evidence of an equatorial ocean from 300 millions years ago, yet this stone sustains, and is being slowly eaten by, lifeforms that will consume it within a few more centuries. The elegant text still talks of a woman who lived ten generations ago, yet all reference to the husband who was buried with her has crumblied away.