“Have you ever observed that time seems to be going by faster as you get older?”
Was told by a friend, “Life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer to the end you get, the faster it goes.”
I don’t think there is any such thing as time. My dim understanding of string theory suggests a 6 to 11 dimension universe and we have only a 3 dimensional brain. What we call time are the other dimensions we are inadvertently stumbling through.
Everything that could, can, will happen, has, is, will happen already. Confusing, I know but conventional thinking suggests time is simply another, single dimension but why is it the only one we are forced through?
I’ve given a bit of thought to this and I believe it is a bell curve...
There is such a thing as time, but not as an objective reality that you can put your finger on. St Thomas of Aquinas refers to time as the assigning of numbers to motion, or measuring movement. Best if you go to the original source, because I can’t explain it adequately. Only Aquinas had a full understanding of things as they are. Read his works.