It is mind boggling… I feel like there is big secret there, a key to unknown realms, in time and the hourglass, but I can’t figure out what it is.

Now, thinking about it, it signifies Change. If we are in the present, we are in the present, not in the past or the future.. for that present moment, neither past nor future exist.

Looking at the sand passing through the hourglass, it is in constant motion… it never stops.

Everything is in constant motion, even the cells in our bodies.

Except… God, or the soul?!

If we are in the present, we are changing with time, yet at the same time, are in the present…

It’s an illusion depending how you look at it. When one is in the present, no past or future can exist, therefore there is only the source, therefore we just Are, existing.

Sand has never been in no one’s grip always, or made a footprint last a lifetime. It has neither blown the way one wanted it to except what the Wind decreed.

The shape of the hourglass is figure 8. Maybe one can relate it to a woman’s or maybe not. 8 also stands for the mystic number.
To remind people of the essence that there is only one certainity in Life and that is to realise that what slips away through the hand and cannot be caught is gone for ever..

Nothing is permanent.
The Rock is broken down by the Wind into Sand and The sand will one day blow away as dust. Flesh and bones we stand and one day too the bones will rust and turn to dust.
Back to where we came from .
The cycle will never end.Because when you turn the houglass to its side.. it means so.. the symbol of Infinity! Two loops merging into one.. where does it start from where does it end.. No one knew , no one can tell..

The hour glass is a beautiful instrument. It’s curves remind one of a woman’s body, but it’s also beautiful because it’s an instrument which measures approximately, not exactly. Approximation is human and beautiful. Precision is sometimes useful, but it’s not human.

Have a nice day.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, above our television, we have a hyper modern atomic clock, which updates at any moment the correct time according to the National Institute of Standards and Technology Time and Frequency Division, which transmits the exact time signal continuously throughout the United States. Nothing less! Personally, I find men strange sometimes. A lot of the time.

I understand your opinion, and the metaphor of the book is peculiarly appropriate. Yes I think this is it. Though God may sometimes close the book quickly for annoying himself. And for others, He like to let them open, just to see until where love is going to grow, or until when stupidity could be written further.

Yes my last opinion came like that. I’m not sure about. But as a holy man thought before, I’m sure we could win through the death. I don’t know why. Maybe I’m too sad, that one day we’re not going to share with the people we love. That they’re still in our heart, so deeply, and even we hold our hand out to them, they are not here anymore, I mean, in flesh and bones.
That we need to hear their voices, and advices, as before, and curiously they’re here, but not. They stand just like a souvenir. But how great is this remembrance of all that great persons that passed into our life, and also, on earth…

A living death, indeed. But in the positive way.
It’s just saddening to think nobody knows that i ever lived. Well, i just don’t want to be end up as an unknown.

hehe. You know, i had this imagination, we are books in God’s library. When God read a book, He become the character of the book *which is us* and read the book by living our lifes. So, God lives in us and live our lives. And when the story ended, the book won’t be destroyed, but will be safely keep in the library. Waiting to be read by Him again whenever He wants. It’s quite similar with returning to bodies concept, isn’t it?^^
well, it’s just me talking. Don’t take it too seriously.

hmm, i’m not quite agree with your last opinion. Oldness and death are not caused by measurement that man made. Hourglass is just a tool, without it we’ll still grow old and dying..

Thank you so much for your answer. I see! So I WILL have all my skills but won’t be up to use it. But if I have the memory about, it would be as a living death!

I prefer to think as Bouddhist that we could return to a body whenever we want.
I think I’m quite eye-opened to feel the difference between life and death, once I’ll be on the other side.
But maybe I’m too selfish indeed.
Love.

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Hourglass as clocks and calendars are the most stupid things man invented to think he could measure the notion of time. That way, he invented oldness and death.

Wanbliska, i’ve just read your opinion.

i agree with you, we’ re just a composition of God’s design. Sure, as a matter, we won’t vanish. Energy can’t created or vanished. But as a human, the most perfect God design, we WILL die and vanish. What makes human human is the capability of thinking, feeling, seeing, sensing, remembering and much more. When we die, and turn to another composition, we won’t have that capabilities. And the worst thing of die, vanish as a human, is being forgotten. Our existance could be weaker than any fiction character if we died.

if i could choose, i don’t want to die *at least before i left something in this world, so i won’t be forgotten*. Because there’s many beauty in the world i haven’t experience yet.

i agree with you, where just a composition of God’s design. Sure, as a matter, we won’t vanish. Energy can’t created or vanished. But as a human, the most perfect God design, we WILL die. What makes human human is the capability of thinking, feeling, seeing, sensing, remembering and much more. When we die, and turn to another composition, we won’t have that capabilities. And the worst thing of die, vanish as a human, is being forgotten. Our existance could be weaker than any fiction character if we died.

if i could choose, i don’t want to die *at least before i left something in this world, so i won’t forgotten*. Because there’s many beauty in the world i haven’t experience.

time is not really exist. There’s no past nor future, there’s also no next minute nor next second. There’s only now.

Andreas (Indonesia)
sorry for the bad english.

I consider this is a great problem. But should we have to be frightened by the end to grow better? In that case, I want a recipe to be. Though I have one…

For, maybe I’m living into an illusion. Maybe I’m afraid and don’t share the idea with my precious mind. I say that, because I had the opportunity to make the “death’s exercice”, precisely at night under a tree. Seemed the place was made for, and I did not.

Still, should we have to be afraid about dying, to appreciate the essence of life, our duty to take up? Maybe.

Thanks to all of you for your answers. Nice day. <3

love
Agnieszka

For example I remember when I was a kid I used to play with an hourglass, I was so impatient, waiting for the last sand grain to fall. And when it did I just kept turning it. And sometimes I just turned it halfway until i just let it keep falling. To me this represents Time how time is so independent, even if we turn the hourglass, the sand will keep falling. We are the ones who depend on it, sometimes we are so unpatient with it, but at the end, we cannot stop it, it will keep passing by, untill our last grain has fallen.
This also represents how everything is involved so together withing itself and everything else, because as the sand falls, as time goes by, many different things are also passing by too, it just depends how you use your time, you can either stare at the falling sand, and wait untill the last drop, or enjoy your surroundings. =)

to me personally it says to spiral

My dearest Paul from Austria, you are a poet.
I wonder, are you just an Austrian German-speaking Paul, or a “Paul” living in Austria? Your command of the English language is perfect.
Love,
Thelma