 |
| DeLorean Time Machine |
But then, so is everyone else. We are all from the past. Yesterday. Last Thursday. A year ago. Or maybe 1949, my personal time travel limit. Possibly 1948, depending on your views of fetal development. Or perhaps much, much earlier, depending on the likelihood of reincarnation.
 |
| H. G. Wellsian Time Machine |
In any event, we are all literally (and I mean literally in the literal sense) traveling through time. Even more, we're doing it the hard way: we're traveling through space-time. So, not only are we having to move along a linear time line at a sixty seconds to the minute clip 24/7, but we're also covering vast distances on a spinning globe while orbiting on a ninety-three million mile radius, and at the same time whirling around the outer reaches of a stellar spiral arm of a galaxy which, itself, is traveling at an ever-accelerating cosmic velocity! Just accounting for the earth's rotation and our orbit around the sun, you're moving at over 67,000 miles per hour and at 3,600 seconds per hour, even if you're sitting in your recliner at home.
 |
| My Time Machine |
We're not only time travelers, we're space travelers, to boot.
[?]
