Have you ever seen yourself, staring back at you from the past?
Despite the slim chances that an albeit theoretically possible time machine might see the light of day and allow us to take yet another leap towards being godlike, the lure of time travel has not died down. Ever since it was popularized by the Steven Spielberg franchise ‘Back to the Future’ and other such hit movies or removed from the supernatural realm and brought to a scientific possibility by Albert Einstein.
But this is no scientific paper, nor I am an expert at the subject. I wish to share some shortcuts or hacks to time travel that I have found highly effective at least in the feeling if not objectively. The success of this method is based on the size of the bubble we live our life in, how big is it? How much does it span forward in the future and back into the past? The bigger the size the easier it would be to time travel, either forward or backward. Remember, time-travel should not be distressing because it is something that we are doing intentionally and intention should bring joy not sorrow, which can be aptly left to chance. It will also help if we see this form of time travel as a form of soft world building like in the movies of Hayo Miyazaki and not hard world building like in the Wes Anderson movies.
One can do a little excursion in time travel by going uphill, to higher altitudes from wherever they are located, in the summer season. The colder temperature which is reminiscent of the winters might just bring back some memories or evoke a sensation that was felt a few months ago, augmented by the sights of people wearing sweaters and jackets, perhaps the sight of a little snow might help too.
Memories are a great way to go back in time whether good or bad, they pull us in the times gone by. The level of detail usually depends on the importance and intensity of that memory. An ecstatic moment on a summer evening with friends or a romantic walk on the beach with a loved one might take you back to it years later, sometimes effortlessly or with little effort. We are constantly devising our own time machines as we go along; we go on sowing the seeds of our future time travel or timestamps even while we are living them. We know that we would want to go back to it and try to capture it with all the ways at our disposal.
Dreams are like travelling in time, without a compass or a watch. We do not usually know the temporality or spatial coordinates of this odyssey. At times when we are lucky, when dreams are an enhanced version of our memory, a recreation of an occurrence of the past only more polished and extravagant. It is when the distinction between memory and dreams are blurred. The fact that we do not have the steering wheel for this journey makes for a bag full of twists and turns and allows for a richer expression of our subconscious. Lucid dreams place us right in the cockpit of this immensely powerful time travel machine and once in it we can take it and us with it anywhere in this endless cosmos or at any point in time. Our imagination in its truest sense becomes the only limiting factor.
Conversations, have their forte in making time appear slower or faster depending on their quality and the person with which we are having them rather than time travel. Imagine you have met a friend after a long time, at an airport and you have only an hour before you both take your flights to your respective destinations. You start talking, and even before you have had the chance to realise, the clock has raced to a finish and you must part your ways with an exchange of the cliché ‘time flies…’ We all have experienced this at some point in our lives, it can be labelled a spurious application of the Einstein theory of Special Relativity, more specifically of time contraction, when you figuratively moved too fast, time contracts. An opposite experience is one that of time dilation which unfortunately outnumbers the former, boredom.
Generally speaking, the perception of time depends on the number of things we fill it with and not the number of ticks the clock had made in a specified duration. A minute of intensity feels forever whereas a minute of boredom almost never existed.
Finally, it goes without saying that some drugs when consumed could cause the same effect of slowing down time, speeding it up, erasing it or even travelling back.
Why do we need to travel in time? Some might say that it is an escape mechanism to evade the reality, which at times might be harsh and too much to bear. In my opinion, even if that is the case and it soothes us, rejuvenates us, or prepares us to take on those harsh realities, it could be of use. Moreover, for me time-travel is a way to gain perspective, newer insights, and a newer peek on life itself.