The Beat...One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Six...Seven...
It keeps beating. Pulsating ....Eight....Nine....Regularly
With every moment it interrupts....Ten.....Eleven.....Twelve.....A noisy silence
A second beat emerges, a third and a fourth, in between the first, and it further breaks down to a fifth, sixth...and ever smaller beats......
Until we reach Now.......
Music is a reflection of the beats of life, the heart, the months, the seasons and the years.
With every new technological development, human society and time, our time, is further broken down into smaller and smaller fragments. And each fragment and fraction is allocated to its rightful role, sequestered into the correct order of things, an order to improve effeciency, an order to be followed.
As humans, I think we are close to reaching our limit. A limit in terms of our natural capability to cope with the fracturing of our time landscsape. Our timescape.
Where will we be when our surroundings in spacetime are broken down to their smallest useful units, when each unit is identical to the next and all that disctinguishes beats from one another is the overarching structure that they are put together in.
10 minutes powernap vs. 10 seconds of mindfulness: They are both made from the same beats
And when the broken down beats and tiny tic tocs of each person have been worn down to the smallest possible unit, do your beats and mine become interchangeable and the same?
Will these beats of humanity and the beats of life be reconstructed and architected into a perfect and whole symphony of efficiency and effectiveness? Will incredible complexities in this architecture's grandeur and minute simplicities at its smallest leave no room for the free spirit in between the beats?
Where are we heading with our efficiency?
P.S.: There is a fantastic movie called timescapes available on DVD. I have not been able to watch it yet/purchase it, but you can view trailers here if your computer is powerful enough for the high resolution: http://timescapes.org/
