What if time did not exist ?

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What would happen, if one day you woke up and time no longer existed?, I’m not talking about stopping time or what we may think is the definition of time. I mean no time, no flow from past to present to future, no entropy, just now. No clocks or calendars, no hours, minutes, seconds, days, years, millennia, aeons just … now.

In this little thought experiment, let's assume that time has existed up until you woke up and then ceased to exist anywhere in the universe. Now, everything in your life, all your memories of your past and what is to come in your future, all the events anywhere, from the big bang to the to the decay of the last atom in the universe, is here, now, with no sequential progression from one point to another or flow of time, like a kind of random access universe, compared to one on video tape.

This is not the same as theory of presentism, where only the present is real and both the past and the future are unreal, it has more in common with Eternalism where the past, present and future all exist in their own right but there is no method of progression other than that of the observer selecting what to view but even that idea breaks down without time.

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My brain has just pushed a white flag out of my ear.

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robins
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"Why can't aeroplanes fly into space?" Ah, okay, something simple
"Why is the sun hot?" Beginner astrophysics, always fun to review I suppose

"What if time didn't exist?" WHAT

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mr.ontological
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Hawaii shirts were made to be worn by Mr.Droid.

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The Egg
By: Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died, ” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup, ” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies, ” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less, ” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup, ” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife, ” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see, ” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry, ” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh, ” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither, ” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah, ” you said. “So the Hindus were right, ”
“All religions are right in their own way, ” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular, ” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure, ” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh, ” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question, ” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else, ” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it, ” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too, ” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone, ” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa, ” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe, ” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.

roxjeruben
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Welcome to the field of Quantum Physics.

Why did I study that....

gpd
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"Time is what keeps everything from happening at once." Old physics joke, but gee...

christianlibertarian
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Love the shirt, it's like camouflage against the stars

DM-ypul
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i gotta take a timeout and then watch the rest

mike_js
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For the next one can you explain why we can't have half a Planck length?

Or what would happen if I woke up and coffee had ceased to exist.

Either one is fine.

BrianBell
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There is no space, there is no time. There is just space-time as one is impossible without the other. We are just used to see space and time as two parameters which we can behold separate.

getreal
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"What if you woke up and time stopped existing?"
A good time to call in sick at work that day and sleep late. :)

LoneTiger
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For me:
"Space" is energy itself. Wherever space is, energy is. Wherever energy is, space is. They are one and the same.
"Time" is the flow of that energy.
Hence the correlation between space and time into what we call "space time".

"Time" (flow of energy) cannot exist unless "space" (energy itself) exists. "Space" (energy itself), that does not flow (no flow of energy/no flow of time), is basically useless. An entity can't even think a thought without a flow of energy. Now, if "time" stopped, (no flow of energy), "time" would still exist, it would just be stopped.

So, to answer the question posed by the title of this video, "What if time did not exist?", then the answer would be that "space" would not exist either. For if "space" (energy itself) exists, then "time" (flow of energy) also exists, even if the flow is zero. But, no "time", no "space" either, basically absolute nothingness.

charlesbrightman
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Silly question. Especially when you consider time is a part of one thing with space, spacetime. Secondly because time isn't objective and one thing. It's subjective, from a point of observance.

-SUM-
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Perhaps without time you’d need a great capacity of information that you can observe and arrange everything at once.

Perhaps time is an aspect of God’s mind sorting reality for us but still allowing us free will.

Solisium-Channel
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Time is just a man-made convenience to account for change. I happen to think that we exist in an eternal NOW, which does not stop the progression of events or mix them up, as suggested in the video. We use the concept of time to catalog various processes, which move in a single direction. We are living in a timeless universe, or more precisely, a universe that goes through periods of expansion and contraction, endlessly. All we have is the process. There was no yesterday or tomorrow, only the present moment that extends into infinity. All that we can truly perceive is change, and we use the idea of time to chronicle the myriad of changes.

randaljbatty
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Time is a tool that you put on the wall, or wear it on your wrist.

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