I just finished watching the latest episode of Star Trek Discovery. A show that is not only true to its franchise in being brilliantly contemporary throughout but emotionally and meta-aware like never before.
In their latest episode, 11, my lucky number, by the way, the following comment was uttered.
The universe has its own way of telling time.
There is no way I can, without thinking about it more deeply, tell you how that affected me.
It triggered something I feel I need to understand.
Is the source of it being so intriguing has to do with my fascination with time? Is this a concept one can only perceive from necessary perspectives?
Whatever the case may be, it has my imagination roaring and hopping back and forth between previous thought experiments on time.
This one will keep me busy for a good while.