The Time Element: Metaphysical Entropy (Grassar Maelinhon)

Hi.

No matter how hard I try to fit in with people, adapting words and concepts, they still end up asking me how old I am 😀 A lot, or not really… 25? 469? I’ve been thinking about this for a while and decided to shed some light on the matter: the element of time, time itself, dates, eras, epochs, age. Just a bit – because the question is absolutely bottomless, multifaceted, multidimensional, and mind-blowing. And if you remove the physical terms from it, there won’t be that much information left.

People living in the world for the last 200 years are creatures terribly spoiled by accuracy. Especially those from “metric” countries. A meter is exactly 100 cm and an hour necessarily consists of 60 minutes, each made up of 60 seconds. Any other variation of measuring pisses everyone off to the point of eyes rolling back into their skulls. But, in essence, such division is a very recent trend, which is only found among humans, and not among all of them, and not for a very long time. Most civilizations had quite approximate measurements of everything, as was timekeeping: people measured surfaces with their bodies, and time was counted by the Sun and natural cycles. Neither of these is an exact measure. Any date or season is a gradient that stretches over days and weeks; spring cannot arrive on an even number.

The old measures of length or weight are all related to the body or to objects familiar to the eye. The approximate distance from finger to elbow, the approximate length of a stride, the approximate weight of a large stone, the approximate time of the beginning of the blossom of something or the fish spawning.

Approximate. Everything is approximate, because in nature there are no numbers with clear zeros. A tree does not begin to blossom on the 15th day at 0.00 o’clock, and everyone’s hands are different, but somehow people and non-humans managed. That’s how all these feet, cubits, fathoms, stones, pounds… appeared. Just like in many languages, the names of months are connected to nature (“the month when leaves turn yellow”), and time is associated with solar or lunar cycles. In other words, people normally didn’t think of time or length in terms of numbers. They imagined either an object or a point in space, but not a number 🙂 That’s why American and British measurements drive people crazy—they’re still about objects, there are no numbers in elbows and fingers.

You know who’s annoyed by numbers with zeros, not feet? The subtle plan and all its inhabitants. When you blunt over feet and inches in an American store and hiss, we do the same when it comes to questions about time, age, how many years… Because hours and years are purely abstract concepts, loosely tied to the calendar and the clock face. If you think about it, the numbers in measurements and dates tell us just about nothing. It’s just a convenient illusion of counting hypothetical elephants in an imagined world.

There are no elephants, no world, but we count them diligently. And we get angry when we’re told there are approximately 456.7 elephants. With a half. 

Time, Chaos, and Entropy

In fact, Time is the accumulation of thresholds and cycles of transformation undergone by an object over a period. For now, for a period, until spring, until winter, for whenever. It’s about the number of points and how that particular object has changed from zero to the present minute.I remember this definition well since childhood 🙂. Now I’ll explain to you what it means.

Time is a sub element that originated from the element of Chaos, and Chaos is in its purest form a kind of universal vibration that arranges the peas on the table due to resonance. If the table begins to vibrate for some reason, the sand or peas on the table will begin to shake and shift in the direction of least resistance. The table shakes – the pea jumps to the place where there is less resistance, where there is an angle of inclination, etc. And the pea forms certain patterns, shaped by the vibrations. This vibration on a global scale is the element of Chaos, arranging objects in the Universe (everything) along lines of probability, layers, slices, worlds… Chaos answers the question of where you are and why you are there and not somewhere else.

We’re all a bit like peas. The world “vibrates”, and we move in some direction, constantly transforming into a better version of ourselves. First, you’re a baby, then a child, then a teenager, then a young man, and so on, each cycle doesn’t start at 0 o’clock, it stretches over months and years. While it’s your bones that grow, while it’s you that learns language, social skills – it’s all about transformation, not age. That is, on the Chaos coordinate grid everyone follows their own line, some faster, some slower and everyone is constantly changing. A young man becomes a man, then he starts aging. A flower was first a bud, then bloomed, then wilted and withered (it applies to men too, hehehe).

Each of us makes decisions, takes actions, and performs deeds daily. Their totality makes you transform and change, along the way discarding the superfluous and outdated, irrelevant, inconvenient. Every time you’ve changed and shed your shell, confidently evolved, you pass the Point of No Return. You won’t be the same anymore, won’t be the person you were 20 years ago, those old shoes of a smaller size won’t fit anymore. Time doesn’t have a reverse gear.

The element of Time is the quantity of such thresholds of change, points of no return for each object in the Universe. The overall process of movement of all lines is called Entropy. That is, you go on your path and change, your neighbor goes on his, your city goes on a larger path, your country – on an even larger one. All these small and large tracks move within the framework of the big road — the planetary highway, and everything is constantly changing and growing upwards on it. And the planetary highway, in turn, merges into an even larger lane — the universal highway, uniting billions of ‘roads’ of each living being at all levels of existence. The sum of ALL your decisions sets the vector of forward movement. You all move at different speeds — some run, some practically stand still, but even if you’re not moving and lying in the middle of the road, on the main highway, you still move forward, the line itself carries you automatically. It’s like those conveyor belts at airports, where you put your suitcase on and go with it: you can even lie in the middle of the belt, it will still take you to point B.

Time works in much the same way. You walk along the road at the point of Now (the Moon), behind you is the Past (Ketu), ahead is the Future (Rahu), and as you walk along the road, you infinitely transform and grow above yourself (Pluto). The road can only move forward, behind you everything is petrified and no longer moves, you can not go back and fix something there, change, it only works in fiction.You can look back, you can reconsider, but you can’t return. This option is only available to Chaos elementals and is limited to certain limits. Because you can’t just mess with the continuum willy-nilly 🙂.

Chaos gave birth to two elements: Time and Death. They resonate deeply with each other but differ slightly in how they operate.

Chaos is vibration.

Death is transformation itself, the process of growth and change.

And Time is a conditional number of thresholds of transformation.

Death as dying, by the way, is not about numbers either. A being dies when it runs out of resources to live and has no strength for the next threshold of change, not when some age, date, number… Everyone dies, but all have different numbers of thresholds. That’s if we simplify it to kindergarten level.

Hours, Days, Age

When I say “young man” to you, what did you imagine? Probably some handsome young lad, right? Why didn’t you picture some abstract nonsense like “a man who has lived for 220,147 hours”? Or “a guy who is 14,398,670 minutes”? Because you still think in terms of transformations, not numbers! Thinking in numbers is counterintuitive, it’s convenient for mathematics but inconvenient for perception. And it turns out you thought correctly but then vocalized it incorrectly—in digits. You imagined a young man who has gone through a certain number of personal transformation thresholds, meaning he went from being a baby to a child, grew into a young man who finished school, is tall, has a beard, and so on. The very thought-form “young man” implies his whole way along the personal path to the current moment, which is reflected in his appearance. That’s what you imagined. Not the year of birth or the number of years.

Or here’s another example… Soup! Imagine soup boiling on the stove. First it was water, then it was water with cooked meat, then it simmered for a few minutes with more vegetables, then you added seasonings… And when I say “soup” to you, you don’t think about how many minutes it simmered. You imagine the culmination of 6 stages of transformation from water to soup.

It’s strange to think of a person or a soup as a collection of transformations. But that’s exactly what we all do. We just put numbers on top, saying that he has gone through 14 stages, but he has done it exactly in 25 years! And people want exact figures, while continuing to think with transformations, perceive with images, and being in the same semantic field. He was born in 1200, so he is 799 years old!

Apply it to anything. I’m visually 25 years old. I have 12 major thresholds of personal transformation. How many years is that? Well, I don’t know, one stage takes 6 years for some people, while for others, it’s 2 months. How can you calculate?

To understand Time, think about the object and its movement. For example, you live in a time zone of +2 and it’s 2:00 PM for you, while your friend lives in a zone where it’s 11:00 PM. You could jokingly say that he lives in the future and you’re in the past, but intellectually we understand it’s about the cycle of the planet’s rotation, not fiction. The planet is large, and as it revolves around the Sun, it’s not evenly illuminated. Some areas are still in shadow, somewhere it’s dawn, and somewhere it’s already noon, but everyone lives in the same time; no one has gone to the future! Therefore, it’s more correct to talk about time not as “when” but as WHERE. At what point in the space-time continuum are you? You are not at 5 a.m., you are at the point where the Sun is now rising, that is, you are WHERE, not WHEN. Somewhere in the background, Einstein’s ghost is howling.

And it turns out that wherever you look, there will be either transformation or the object undergoing it, but not a number.

The subtle plane lives by these categories. Because if your personal world can change its position in space, it can “hang out” for some indefinite time at the point where it is the middle of the night. For example, when you want to sleep well. How long have you been hanging there? 70 days? 8 hours? 15 years? Who knows? Some time… Until you have got enough sleep. And getting enough sleep is also a transformation, it’s moving towards a better state. In your reality, everything stopped before dawn. Then you woke up, the process of movement started, the world reached the point of sunrise. And so it goes on throughout your life. How do I know how old I am? In general, I can’t. I don’t understand what prevents people from treating age as a conditional internal feeling. Okay, your body’s 66, but your brain feels 24, and your personality is in your head.

Therefore, the subtle plane counts age by the inner sense of time. How much can you still be amazed, fall in love, discover new things? How much do you care about the world and whether the thirst for adventure is burning inside you? That’s youth, it’s not a number. An elemental dies when it loses the ability to wonder and find new things, not when he’s a number of years old.

And so time flows differently for everyone, you can drive slowly down the lane standing up, or you can gallop. The sensation of the element will vary greatly. The faster you live and change, the faster time flies for you.

And if an appointment is set in the subtle plane, it’s located in the WHERE. It’s in a hypothetical room at midday. Midday occurs there at a certain point relative to you. You crawl along your personal highway to reach that point not early, not late, but precisely when it arrives for that reality. You arrive “at dawn” for that lane, not at 2:10 PM. In your lane, it might even be evening.

Epoch

And lastly, the most interesting thing in my opinion.

We often operate with the concept of “epoch”. An epoch has gone, an epoch has changed, the world has gone crazy 🙂. This, by the way, is happening to all of us right now. No, the world has not gone crazy, the world is in much more pleasant realities now than it was 500 years ago, believe me.

What is an Epoch. Let us return to our paths. Every human and non-human being walks along his or her “transportation belt”, setting its direction by his or her actions. Everyone sets some goals for himself, goes to them, and in the course of movement changes himself, loses patterns, gains experience, becomes better. For instance, one decides to become beautiful, go to the gym, run, work out, read about proper nutrition… And started to change. And you start to change. Change is always multi-layered, because we change psychologically, physically, and externally.

All those conditional 12 billion paths are folded into one big lane. Once in a while, most of the paths reach a point of critical junk in them. Let’s say that out of 12 billion tracks, 10 billion have reached the point of no return and the whole lane is overloaded with waste from the transformation of each. A global cleanup of the old and obsolete is needed. Then an algorithm, which in the slang is called “inconvenient manhole” turns on in the Chaos element. A hypothetical wall with a hole of inconvenient shape appears before the highway. A narrow manhole-filter. And all the lanes start passing through this filter sequentially. Or they get pushed through by force.

It’s like this ridiculous Japanese show where a wall with a cutout in the shape of a body flies at people. You have to assume a position that mimics the shape as closely as possible, suck in your gut, hunch over, and then the hole will pass right over your contour. The change of epochs is essentially the same thing. The whole world gets squeezed through a narrow hole.

By the end of an epoch, everything that has accumulated in the archives from the previous period suddenly comes pouring out on all lanes. The good, the bad, the weird, all at once. That’s why the end of an epoch always resembles some sort of circus: everyone is running, screaming, everything familiar is collapsing, and there’s a lot of death… It is especially well seen in art, where suddenly some murky citizens appear, drawing with vagina, singing with ass, organizing performances and dressing in banana peels. Next come dictators and other ghouls who smell that the end has arrived and that they must hold on to their lives and suitcases with nails and teeth.

But what does not want to change – dies out.  The world is gradually (for some years) squeezed through the “manhole” and all this psychos and fecal matter growths are cut off by the system and go into the Abyss. They disappear from the mental field and memory of the masses. It is like not getting into a hole with three huge suitcases – they will be torn off together with the hands. That is, the world is being purified, and only those who fit into the unified format of the new time “get through” into the new epoch. All those who do not fit in will resemble that man from an old horror movie who wanted to “go through the bars,” except our bars are purely mental.

And when a new epoch comes, it is as if everything outmoded, old, inconvenient, heavy is severed. All that no one needs anymore and is irrelevant. Falling into the Abyss (in its metaphysical sense) is oblivion. That is, you don’t operate with the realities of the 17th century, they are long dead. And an attempt to pull out recipes or language of that time is seen as a blatant anachronism.

Yes, it’s almost always accompanied by war and mass psychosis, deaths, and the feeling that the world has gone completely insane. Exhale, these thresholds happen every 150 years or so. The last one was at the end of the 19th century, it ended with World War I. Back then, everything suddenly changed: fashion, morals, technical revolutions surged, science… Read history, take a closer look, you will see a clear threshold from 1890s to 1920s. And there were others before that. The new manhole started moving towards us around 2019 and in December 2023 we passed the key point of no return. Everything accelerated, the cleanup of junk began, mass deaths, and hysteria ensued. 

Bad news: not everyone will fit through the manhole. Not all people and non-people are needed in the new epoch, not all certainties will survive. People try to drag old data and junk into the new time, but the less of it there is, the easier the transformation and the easier the transition.

Good news: those who make it to the other side will find themselves on a clean, white field, equipped with all the good and useful things that have passed from the old epoch. In such moments lines and realities are laid down for centuries ahead, which means we are now free to build our new world according to our own rules. What it will be like is a question for all of us.

Good luck.

Grassar Maelinhon (c) Translation and adaptation by Mylene Maelinhon. Material from the Marginal Metaphysics Project