
A couple times ago, a friend (cultural editor of a newspaper's capital) lent me a book. This is used to do. Sometimes he even teased me, because it insisted that the book lent to him, until he said, "Mmm ... You want to steal the science course. "
But we got both laughed because "poverty" we were. Such a way is like a symbiotic mutualism in the middle of the price of the current book. The book: "Einstein's Dreams". Good. It’s a book about the philosophy of time. Written by an American physicist, Alan Lightman, tells Einstein's dreams before you find the theory of relativity - that famous discovery.
There is now a dream that I often think about. The dream was: "Suppose time will end tomorrow; 24 hours, or even an hour. What will people do. Perhaps, all men would be good; will be very gracious; generous; friendly; because they do not have a future to be a burden anymore. Everything is almost finished. And why do think life is just going to end tomorrow; 24 hours, or one hour? "
Then that day, a father who had always busy with his business is not going to leave office but will stay at home all day, chatting with his family, kissing his wife and children, meeting with other relatives. And visiting neighbors who probably very rarely addressed; or even strangers. And, the meetings between state leaders will discuss plans for world domination will be canceled. Because they will also visit their relatives. They are also human beings.
Patients in the hospital will release the channel infusion, oxygen flowing into his body one by one, because after all time will soon end. In a matter of hours, minutes, seconds. Are not they seek treatment could continue only for the remaining time? But now the time left to live for a while. Then when it was his brothers would come to see her, kissing her, saying sentences beautiful; full of love. Embraced. Cry.
In fact, a girl will meet a man who had become his dreams, even though he was married. They were making out. Tomorrow no more time. And all this love of the girl hidden. Likewise the man. They have been prepared with the risks. Because love is true both. And so on.
So, what if the time is right now? Are you ready are we? Who will you kiss and hug for the first time. To whom are you going to apologize the first time. And so on until the time we have realized; conscious aware have approached us. Through hours; minutes and seconds. So then, no more burdens. Journalists will not be pressured by deadlines again. Corruptors will give all the corrupting wealth. A thief will return the stolen goods. And so on.
Now I want to read it a second time. Because I do not want to waste it, the only loans. Time would decide. The book should be returned. Is the book should be returned.
Should not that have a book that will say to me: "Come on ... the book for you all. For what else made it. Is not really the book was written to deal with our future. And the time was near. Just waiting for over a matter of hours, minutes, and seconds. "
Sure I'll hug him, kiss and laugh together. Spent coffee cups. And said: "At last an end."
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