So what is time?

So, what is time?

I no one asks me, I know:

If I want to explain it to a person who asks, I do not know anymore and yet, I affirm with certainty that,

had nothing passed, there would be no past time – had nothing happened there would not be future time,

had nothing existed, there would be no present time.

St. Augustine

Entonces, qué es el tiempo?

Si nadie me pregunta, yo lo sé:

Si lo quiero explicar a la persona que pregunta, no lo sé y aún así afirmo con certeza que,

si nada hubiera sucedido, no habría tiempo pasado – si nada pasara no habría futuro,

si nada existiera, no habría presente.

St. Augustine
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The birth of a man…

September, 2015. Putney, London.

The birth of a man is the birth of his sorrow. The longer he lives, the more stupid he becomes, because his anxiety to avoid unavoidable death becomes more and more acute.

What bitterness!

He lives for what is always out of reach!

His thirst for survival in the future makes him incapable of living in the present.

Chuang – Tzu

El nacimiento del hombre es el nacimiento de su pesar.

Cuanto mas vive, mas estúpido se vuelve, ya que su ansiedad para evitar la inevitable muerte se vuelve mas y mas aguda.

Qué amargura!

El hombre vive por lo que está fuera de su alcance!

Su sed por sobrevivir en el futuro lo vuelve incapaz de vivir en el presente.

Chuang-Tzu