It’s Wordy Wednesday, so here’s a short poem. Have a killer day wherever you are out there. Yell loudly in public once for me, would you?

It isn’t that I don’t believe Einstein.

The ineffable and ever-present reality

of existence is certainly arguable,

though the math tends to check out.

Time is but a metric to measure

the passing of things, their rate of change.

Evidence suggests subjectivity’s subversion

depends on the variables of observation.

The movements and choices of a life.

Albert believed comprehension derived

ethereally, from great heart.

Ideas began inward, he maintained,

not in response to outside stimuli.

So, please forgive my rejection

of Time as the Fourth Dimension.

Consider a being of great cognition

who passes the life and death of universes

in a mere blink. Does Time exist if they

are not there to view it? Do we exist?

But if Time is experienced subjectively,

is it not a product of consciousness?

Is temporality not a subproduct of thought?

The answers rest in the realm of science

we have yet to discover and study, but

consider that Time may be a force felt

along an axis. Not the primary component.

And like the father of relativity,

we must draw knowledge from the ineffable,

and cement our understanding in math and science.

We must comprehend reality to prove what’s beyond it.