Fundamentals of the Space-Time Paradox

Hello, welcome to my book of reflections, where I discuss various topics like meditation, theory, politics, or whatever else might be intriguing. Today, I will discuss truth and its meanings.

Behind all spoken word, there is a kernel of truth. The only issue with the truth is the mystery of the individual who proclaims the truth. Is truth a real thing or a relative existence? A truth that remains untouched by time? And if there is, can such a person be confident in knowing “truth”? Perhaps not. Even if such a person is convinced after a life of searching for “truth”, they might discover evidence that contradicts every piece of their being. After arriving at this “truth” how can such a person be convinced that what they know isn’t a form of some convincing deception? And if this theory of truth is "true", then it would have serious implications. It might mean free will is gone. Perhaps we should give up the search and enjoy our lives to the fullest. What's the point of seeking the truth if it seems so fleeting and temporary, where anything could be lurking behind a convincing facade of truth to reveal an insult to our intellect, efforts, and existence?

Although, if we were to let our defenses down and simply revel in the fallacy of relative truth, while all the meanwhile giving up the search for truth, we might lose our ability to defend against any deception. Our sense of what is real and not real allow us to make informed decisions and ultimately, live a well rounded and full life. It seems to me that unintelligent and dull subjects are often necessary to pursue the opposite. And truly, the whole scenario is like watching a dog chase its tail. Learning, growing and experiencing will reveal the truth in time. Unfortunate for the restless seeker, the search may never end. We live in a Universe that seems to repeat itself but never quite repeats itself as it was. The Universe seems to repeat with precision but only enough precision to keep the viewer on the edge of their seat, watching, hoping and believing that a future can be theirs. Does the future dictate truth? Does it dictate our existence, or do we create the future? Are we attempting to master something that cannot be touched or controlled?

It seems like we sit in a strange crux of existence, where one statement is true, and another is simultaneously not true. It is as if nothing can exist by itself, in a vacuum and exist independently from the tormentuous grips of time. Let's make a statement that seems true under no context “A car is good for driving”, but what good does a car do when the car is existing within a vacuum in the Universe by itself? What is this car if it existed without a driver, without a human, or without all the elements that give itself to itself? Nothing, it simply cannot exist.

I’ll try to elaborate. Take for instance your past. Let's say I travel back in time to your favorite park, and I decide to pluck all the flowers from the field where you and your friends used to enjoy while studying trigonometry. Before I plucked these flowers, I ask you what your favorite past time was while remaining in the "present". You say that you liked ice cream, oven baked pizza and a field of flowers at the park. After hearing this statement, I travel back in time to the field of flowers where you and your friends knew and loved. Let's say I pluck every flower. Not only do I pluck these flowers, I eradicate all the flowers in that field to ensure that the future is without any memories, any existences of these flowers. The existence of these flowers isn’t simply a personal truth, but it is a truth that existed to everyone who ever experienced, saw, smelled, heard, played or knew of said “flowers” in said “field”.

Here is where things get strange. So, I’ve decided to eradicate the very existence of these flowers, where it is currently existing somewhere in the reaches of time. After eradicating said “flowers” I return to the future where I ask the same person the same question about their favorite past time, only to discover that these flowers remain present in this persons mind, but how is this so? I eradicated all of those flowers, how is it possible that said person still remembers a past where these flowers existed? Some would say that reality cannot contradict itself, and you’re right, it cannot contradict itself. Despite my ability to travel the span of time, the very fabric of time remained and continued to exist as the same before and after traveling through time.

My choices are bound to the fabric of time, my being is bound to the fabric of time, and everything else that exists is bound to the fabric of time. All things are bound to time, even memory itself. Time travel must exist on the premise that for one to experience time, time must exist within that transported existence, of which will exist, and will continue to exist. To remove something for which should cause some kind of eradication of some “truth” within the fabric of time over any distance would be similar to telling a person that doesn’t currently exist, that they have the ability to exist, an ability to paint a building over any span of distance in two separate worlds, where one world contains a statement that is true and another where it is false. But how can that be? It cannot both be true and false within the fabric of time. These structures are what create our existence, where action, energy, consciousness, and all perceivable, experiences exist upon and within.

When one person has moved themselves somewhere upon the fabric of time, and with the intention of removing something as benign as a flower as to affect the future, would expend a tremendous amount of energy, as it would affect the entirety of space-time, and would require an immediate and rapid shift, or birth of an entirely new formation of the current existence within the span of the future as well as the past. As far as we can tell, the fabric of time has no beginning and no end, however, many would claim it definitely has a beginning and it would definitely have an end. Either way, I’m sure that all of us could agree that the expanse of time is huge. If you can imagine the entirety of the perceivable universe, it’s absolutely breathtakingly huge, right? It’s so massive and huge that it’s expanding faster than the speed of light, where at the edge of the observable universe would appear as a faint radio frequency. Do you have the entire Universe in your mind? Good. Now multiply it by an unimaginably huge number. That is the entirety of space-time. It’s the difference between a short video to that of a three-dimensional movie of several trillion billion years of nearly infinite video quality. That’s huge.

Alright, enough of the comparisons. I’m talking to a person after having traveled back into time to remove a crucial truth to a statement that was made in regards to a field of flowers in the present. After doing such, and traveling back into the “present” I come to discover that this person had an affinity for this “field” of flowers for a very specific reason. It was this very person that had restored a field of flowers in her childhood because someone had destroyed them. It’s as if the Universe will accept small divergences, but will re-converge on its original path, original landscape and remain untouched by such an attempt.

Unknowingly, said person believed that their efforts to change the universe was left with a small surprise… their past and future was the all-ruling dictator to their existence and unraveled before them a perfect precision to what a person had observed within the landscape of time. Time never changed, reality never changed, it all existed at once. At all times. The only change is the progression of the observer and their location in time.