This post is gonna sound all intellectual like, because I caught a doco on the telly last night that got me thinking. I know...dangerous, isn't it? Me thinking. It really does hurt...unless I'm thinking about chocolate...then it's all good.

Anyway. This doco was on "Time" and based around the simple question: "What time is it?" Sure, seems simple to answer, doesn't it? It's 10.55 in the morning of Monday the 1st of Feb as I write this...2010 even!

And that's the problem. That's how I perceive time and how I quantify it. According to Einstein my life is a path, already forged out in the space time continuum, from my birth to my death. So is 10.55am really relevant if all the moments of my life have already been written?

Now if I lived on Mercury time would be entirely different, seeing as I am living close to the large mass known as our sun and it has a different orbital time (how we measure our time). Also, to us, observing from Earth, Mercury has time spikes, erratic jolts either forward or backward in time. Now, we know time is a constant, so how can this be? Well, suns (and by this we mean mass) affect time. It is said that time is like a river through space; rushing, eddying and slowing as it changes course around stars.

If you asked the universe what time it is, it would say 13.7 billion years. 10.55am seems rather insignificant then now, hey?

If I asked a person in America what the time was, depending on where they are relevant to GMT then their answer would most certainly be different to mine, even though, technically, we are all experiencing the same 'snap shot' in the space time continuum.

Now, to add confusion, there's the world of the small to take into account, too. Sure, time is affected by large objects, but according to quantum mechanics, every second is like a grain of sand, building up to create time as it unfolds before me. The future isn't written, it's a possibility from billions of possibilities, including the notion that I could change into a purple elephant any moment now. Go figure.

There's an old quantum mechanic joke and it goes like: "What are the chances of me walking through this wall?" The answer, is of course, "Given time, anything is possible."

All this is so relevant to my latest WIP, too. You see I am writing about a pan dimensional being who feeds on the path of someone's life, using their 'time' energy to survive. The past, present and future are the same thing. A path is a path after all.

Now my brain does indeed feel as though it's going to implode. Where was that chocolate. It's morning tea time LOL