I don’t think it makes sense to be walking on top of a thread of time, as if we are separate from time. Our being is inseparable from the thread of time. The fibers in the fabric are our experience, we are the fibers, and we still travel through a one-directional thread, no matter how tangled.
This allegory fails when you start thinking about it a bit more. The point is, that knots and tangles should provide moments when time travel could be possible, but only to a specific point in time. If there are no knots, there is no time travel.
Well at least, that’s the way I like to think of it if I end up writing a sci-fi book about time travel. Who knows how that would work in real life.
I don’t think it makes sense to be walking on top of a thread of time, as if we are separate from time. Our being is inseparable from the thread of time. The fibers in the fabric are our experience, we are the fibers, and we still travel through a one-directional thread, no matter how tangled.
This allegory fails when you start thinking about it a bit more. The point is, that knots and tangles should provide moments when time travel could be possible, but only to a specific point in time. If there are no knots, there is no time travel.
Well at least, that’s the way I like to think of it if I end up writing a sci-fi book about time travel. Who knows how that would work in real life.