365 Days of Jazz Hands - Day 225

TUESDAY, AUGUST 13th, 2013

I was awakened in the night by whispers and shadows.  I was awakened in the night by Robert Lochaven.  Checking the clock, the glowing green digits tell me that it's 1:42 in the morning.  Robert seemed fairly distraught, lost even.  I asked him if he knew what time it was and he didn't seem to care, grumbling something about irrelevance blah blah blah.

I kept him company and humored him as he regained his bearings discussing the paradoxes of logic and humanity's generalized misinterpretation of time.

Apparently, according to Robert Lochaven, time is not linear as we readily assume.  His claim is that we miscalculate time's properties due to the aging process and other manmade constructs such as clocks, calendars and expiration dates.  Just because the sun rises in the morning and falls in the evening, just because milk sours, just because the seasons change and just because we are born on one date and die at some point later on, does not mean that time is a straight line from beginning to end.  

I asked him if that's why weekend time moves faster than work week time, which incited a chuckle and seemed to lift his overall spirits.  Apparently, the subjective nature of time has nothing to do with it flying when you're having fun.  Just because we move faster, does not mean time does.

One question I was compelled to ask was regarding future details and whether or not revealing them to me would adversely effect life's outcome.  Another chuckle.  I watch too many movies, according to Robert Lochaven.  He actually does not consider himself from the future due to the fact that there is no such thing as we see it.  Nothing in the future has happened, in a linear sense.  Everything is happening right now...we are just too narrow minded to see.  I asked him about the photographs that Pops will return to me, and how Robert didn't know what the images would reveal due to the fact that they don't exist yet.  How is that possible if everything is happening right now?  Things just don't work that way, was the candid response.

We are chained to a rock wall, and our reality is merely shadows cast by flickering candles, according to Robert Lochaven.  

He now has my full attention.

I now understand the source of his unease.  He has no idea when he is.  He knows precisely where, but when is quite problematic.  I could sense that he wanted to tell me something but allowed the conversation to be directed elsewhere.

Robert claims that everything we do has already happened and will keep happening for eternity...telling me the details of the future will have no bearing on the outcome because life is a spinning wheel, a large cycle.  Change occurs, yes, if you look at the details too closely and under a magnified scope.  Looking at the wider view, you'll see the cycle of existence, that change is more appropriately defined as phases and we are headed for exactly where we started.  

For instance, according to Robert Lochaven, the possibility of a third, unknown party being involved in our Case Study #3 can be ruled out completely.  Although this information is yet to be made public, it is already fact.  Of course I ask if he might tell me more regarding the unsolved case, but he can't.  It just doesn't work that way.  

Damn it, Robert Lochaven!  

And then he finally settles in and reveals what he wanted to tell me from the start.  He warns me of a destructive house fire and a terrible storm.  Despite what we want to believe about time travel, details are hazy, as if from a dream...not everything is clearly defined as we might like them to be.  Due to the abstract, subjective nature of time, Robert Lochaven isn't even certain if the fire and the storm have happened in the past, as we perceive time, or if they occur on some future date, but has already occurred, as he describes it.  He is fairly certain that the two are tied together somehow, but not clear how.

I explained to him that I'd remember a destructive house fire if it had occurred...which means, according to Robert Lochaven, it has already taken place, I just haven't experienced it yet.

He wrapped up the conversation stating that it was time for him to go.  I asked if the portal was closing and he chuckled...apparently, that's just not how these things work.  

I asked if we might chat again soon...the room fell silent and just like that Robert Lochaven was gone.  Checking the clock, the glowing green digits tell me that it's 1:42 in the morning.

When the brain becomes warped by unfathomable information (clinically referred to as a "Mind Fuck" by modern physicists, even Mexican physicists), it's probably a good time to deploy a healthy dose of Jazz Hands to regain balance and silence the high-pitched sounds of confusion.  

I awakened this morning with more questions than answers.  Today I will keep both feet on the ground and deploy my jazzing hands as frequently as possible.  I should note that during our conversation, I questioned how much influence our actions have on the future, if it matters what we do and what our choices even mean, if everything has already happened, that is.  Robert Lochaven chuckled in response and advised to keep deploying my Jazz Hands, as the choices we make are everything that will ever matter.  He said I should stop asking so many questions and get some sleep.  I told him that's just not how these things work.  

Day two-hundred and twenty-five complete.