By the end of his life, Albert Einstein was convinced that linear
time didn't exist. When his friend Michele Besso died in 1955, right before his own death, Einstein wrote the bereaved
family:
This is not important. For us who are
convinced physicists, the distinction between past, present and future
is only an illusion, however persistent.
This is called the "block universe" theory, meaning
that space and time are four-dimensional, rather than unfolding in a
linear way, as we like to think of our lives gently passing by in minutes, hours and days. This idea that time is an illusion didn't start with Einstein, although he had the science.
In Parmenides (one of the
mind-twisting Dialogs of Plato) they make the argument that there is no
such thing as change, because the entire universe is the set of all
movements at once. Everything that ever happened, or ever will happen,
is happening simultaneously, right now. Smart Greeks.
The Four Quartets, by T.S Eliot, is a complex poem that tackles the great mysteries of time, death and faith. It's one of my favorite poems and considered the culminating achievement of T.S. Eliot's career.
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
From Burnt Norton, Four Quartets
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