For his project, _The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows,_ John Koenig coined the term *zenosyne:* _the sense that time keeps getting faster._ It's actually just after you're born that life flashes before your eyes. Entire aeons are lived in those first few months when you feel inseparable from the world itself, with nothing to do but watch it passing by. At first, time is only felt vicariously, as something that happens to other people. You get used to living in the moment, because there's nowhere else to go. But soon enough, life begins to move, and you learn to move with it. And you take it for granted that you're a different person every year, upgraded with a different body …a different future. You run around so fast the world around you seems to stand still, until a summer vacation can stretch on for an eternity. You start to feel time moving forward, learning its rhythm, but now and then it skips a beat, as if your birthday arrives one day earlier every year. We should consider the idea that youth is not actually wasted on the young, that their dramas are no more grand than they should be. That their emotions make perfect sense, once you adjust for inflation. For someone going through adolescence, life feels epic and tragic simply because it is: every kink in your day could easily warp the arc of your story. Because each year is worth a little less than the last. And with each birthday we circle back, and cross the same point around the sun. We wish each other 'Many happy returns!' But soon you feel the circle begin to tighten, and you realize it's a spiral, and you're already halfway through. As more of your day repeats itself, you begin to cast off dead weight, and feel the steady pull toward your center of gravity, the ballast of memories you hold onto, until it all seems to move under its own inertia. So even when you sit still, it feels like you're running somewhere. And even if tomorrow you'll run a little faster, and stretch your arms a little farther, you'll still feel the seconds slipping away as you drift around the bend. Life is short-and life is long. But not in that order.
🎶I believe I can see the future 'Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again, that might have been a dream🎶 🎶I think I used to have a voice Now I never make a sound I just do what I've been told I really don't want them to come around, oh no🎶 🎶Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same🎶 - Every Day Is Exactly The Same by Nine Inch Nails
🎶Time (shift) We discover the entry To other planes🎶 🎶Our minds bend And our fingers fold Entwined, we dream Unknown🎶 🎶Time (shift) We discover the entry To other planes🎶 🎶Stay with me As we cross the empty skies Come sail with me🎶 - Rosemary by Deftones
I noticed this setting in during my twenties. Im 35 now, and let me give you some good news, you can absolutely slow it, right back to what it was like when you were a kid. It needs some sacrifice depending on how much you wish it to slow by. Stop celebrating everyone’s big events, stop looking forward to the end of the week, reject societal events like Christmas, public holiday, these all contribute to the passage of time. And find joy in the smallest of things, out for a walk? Examine the bark on the trees in detail, learn new skills, just go out more into the wild and leave phones and time keeping devices behind, just be present. It will slow to a grinding crawl, take it from me.
I knew there was something about it that made brains perceive time differently, its like a survival mechanism for the brain, in order to skip over the unpleasantness of lack of control over our time, it just skips things over and over, until weekends last minutes, and vacations are a blip on the radar Humanity is trapped in this, and it perpetuates it Its some form of sickness Its why attention spans are lowering now, the level of unpleasantness so many have to go through every day makes them desire little rewards in the form of independence of searching content whenever they can
i remember one time when i was 11, it was spring break, and a week felt so short, so i ventured to forget the day till the end of the week, to let myslf slip into thinking that week was eternity, it worked somewhat, each day would pass and i did not know if it was the start of the week or tomorrow would be the end, and as each day passed i felt myself wonder what day it truly was, and it felt almost like it had been more than a week, and i wondered to myself sitting in the back of the car, thinking i had successfully avoided knowing what day it was also by some miracle, how much longer this can last? had i broken time somehow? and in that second sitting in that car, my dad piped up and said, its thursday, unprovoked, himself lamenting the passage of time.
approximately 12 minutes ago I was having dinner with my family. my little brother asks my father if he really thinks that he was born yesterday. they began to discuss with each other about the perception of time, and how our brain regulates memory. 12 minutes ago this video was uploaded. what a coincidence.
I notice a lot of such coincidences over the years, most remarkable examples for me is when I dream about something or someone I normally don't even spare a passing thought for and then the very next day I run into or accidentally interact with that something/someone. Or more commonly when I learn of a word I've never seen or heard before (but not a new word at all) and then for the next month or so I keep running into that word almost wherever I go.
There are no mere coincidences. We can only be sure of three things in this universe: you exist, God is real, and taxes ... wish they would go away! Have you experienced something peculiar where you second-guess yourself and ask "Surely, is this a coincidence?" then you rationalize it away. DO NOT rationalize it with your own understanding for it is limited and incomprehensibly small in comparison to The Father's. Instead, think of this reality as frequencies & waves. Look up Nikola Tesla for more info.
Replying to my last comment. Nikola Tesla lived in the early 20th century and is in no way selling a course. We actually got the invention of the lightbulb from him; thanks Edison for stealing the invention & he invented electric cars ... not Elon Musk; no relation other then the company's name.
There will come a time when you have seen your last sunrise and your last sunset. There will be no more ‘tomorrows’ and there will be no ‘next time.’ You will breathe your last breath, and your heart will finally rest after years of beating ceaselessly. What follows is death-the final unknown. Many have gone before you, and many will follow, for death is a part of life. So watch every sunrise and sunset, and treasure each precious moment, because you never know when it’s the last.
@@the5dumasses96 When the depth of time and its perception is as intricately understood as is by toxiccan175, it is but a mere inconvienience to split the constant of time in order to confuse a number of youtube commenters.
I’m not a comedian (and it feels wrong to post this in a place where memetic irony is core to the experience), but I’ve finally had a realization about this phenomenon, and I don’t know where else it ought be shared: This is why we must allow our pasts to die and grieve their passing with acceptance. For like the earth we stand on, our pasts are meant to become the rich soil of a majestic now, and all our nows will become the soil of our tomorrows. Tomorrows meant for different mortals than us. This channel is a treasure I’ve loved to cherish in 2024, my year of intentional rebirth.
I didn't intend to grapple with my mortality today, But when else am I supposed to do it ey? It's as comforting as it is horrifying. Enjoy these ever shortening days, Dear Stranger.
This feels like the audio that plays while you're strapped into a chair, eyes pinned open and images flashing on an old projector of random surreal scenes.
The first year of your life is 100% of your lifetime, the second only 50%, the third only 33%. Your tenth is 10%, your twentieth is 5%, your fortieth is 2.5%. Each year has exponentially less impact than the one before it, but only in that which you can discover for the first time. It has so much more impact to the people around you, for my wife's fortieth year will be seventeen years we are together, and every tomorrow with her is aeons from yesterday.
It's only fitting that, after watching this, everyone goes and checks out an old classic from The Onion: 'Scientists Successfully Teach Gorilla It Will Die Someday'
As someone from 1988, the whole period from pandemic on looks shorter than one whole year in highschool. *Even considering that I met my wife and we have our first child during this period* .
What gets me is that your child will think of the 1990s as some ancient or distant time period like how people born in the 1990s view decades like the 1950s as some ancient or distant time period. They will be confused and possibly amused by the technology that you found interesting and amazing as a child. What used to be fresh and exciting for you in your childhood will be ancient history to your child.
Revisiting every twitch of a finger in a fraction of an instant, flooding our own mind with the chemicals that alter our perception of time that let our dreams seemingly drag on to prolong the horizon of an inescapable death, the massive amount of data being recalled and run through with no hope to change any of it… That bad thing that happened, that you had a bad feeling about, and knew something should be done differently, like you couldn’t stop yourself because you had already made the choice and were just watching the moment that couldn’t be altered? it’s because you were only watching. The choice was made 80 years ago, or yesterday, and now in your swan song you merely remember.
When you’re a child, you begin processing all the information around you. It’s why scratches on the floor had magic when you were a child. And the more repeated experiences you have, like waiting, the more your brain will avoid remembering useless information. And so, that’s why time starts to go faster. So, the only way to even battle something like this, is to have more experiences in life.
🎶Nobody likes you when you're 23 And you still act like you're in freshman year What the hell is wrong with me? My friends say I should act my age (What's my age again?)🎶 🎶No one should take themselves so seriously (please stay with me) With many years ahead to fall in line (please stay with me) Why would you wish that on me? I never wanna act my age (please stay with me) What's my age again? What's my age again?🎶 - What's My Age Again? by blink-182
23 is still young. your brain technicly hasn't reached full maturity. but it's hard to grapple with that amidst people younger than you, or lucid memories of yourself much younger than you are now, or a foreshortened perception of life expectancy. I dunno what caused you to experience this elderly status, but at times I also feel I'm a fossil at 22, and it's for the prior reasons that I tend to do.
I feel like I've only started to live now in my 30's. My childhood filled only with escapism from depressing reality. Adulthood brings incredible freedom to forge one's own path and most people aren't as terrible as I've thought. Yet I might already be too damaged to enjoy all that life can offer.
Where as you have the opposite where a child who was given everything and coddled feels suffocated by the requirements of adulthood because they do not know how to cope with struggle.
Thank you for the existential crisis, it's been over the week for me and I was slowly becoming too happy. Happy New Year to you, voices of our deepest fears and everyone watching this
you do lot of existential horror, but when it's at an intimat level as this, it's trully the most disturbing and horrific to think about... Great video!
Just recently turning 29, I certainly feel this. Sometimes Im just hanging at my desktop and a hour or 2 suddenly pass so quickly. Things that happen months ago feels like days. Time feels like its actively against me. It certainly feels very liminal is the closet thing I can think to best describe it.
I'm 24 and same. Not only does for example watching a movie not feel like a long time anymore. It's also that the years seem to pass quicker every time.
Funny, I’m 16 and relate to this too much. I’ll scroll through my steam library for what only feels like a minute only to realize I’ve been scrolling for an hour
This is the part of immortality that we don’t see in media. A person watching the centuries and millennia pass with the blink of an eye… One must imagine Cain’s immortal fate as a worse punishment than we could have ever imagined.
The anime Frieren: Beyond Journey's End has this as its central theme. The protagonist is an elf for whom decades are fleeting and passes by with the blink of an eye to her. Seeing the impact that a remarkable human's life had on the people around him (a human who was her friend and whose life was barely a blimp in the elf's life) shatters her rather cavalier attitude towards relationships, an attitude that is a result of her long lifespan. She embarks on a journey to better understand her old friends and learns how precious life is, even the simple and fleeting moments of life, thanks to her human companion.
I feel as though the reason time flies by as we get older is because we know what to expect. Each year, we discover more and more things, leaving less and less for us to discover. By 21, you likely already know your favorite food, drink, or color. You know what most emotions feel like, you know how each season feels, you know how you like your showers, your brain already has its own way of categorizing those around you and what to avoid in people. You know what's dangerous and what's safe. Little by little, you run out of things to discover, so the time in between each new thing blurs. As before, you never notice the blurred time in between discovery because there was always something new. But now, that time still blurs. Each new discovery is fewer and far between.
Well, I've been experiencing this. As I dig deeper through the tunnels, I feel my body age, my bones turn brittle, and my hair turns gray and falls out, until I rot just as my dead relatives do within their maggot filled coffins.
I mean it makes sense, when you're a 1yo, one year is 100% of your life, when you're 10, a year is 10% of your life. When you're 50, a year is 2% of your life, and etc.
Every year is getting shorter Never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught Or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation Is the English way The time is gone, the song is over Thought I'd something more to say
Man looking at this image, it looks like I'm 60% of the way through my life at 19. Ever since Covid, years have been moving so quickly, I remember my freshmen and sophmore years of high school took ages.
I left high school at 18 and then a few weeks later there I am turning 40... it becomes increasingly fleeting. But also you start to realize what really matters in the world and it is not what many want it to be.
Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting Do you understand? >[I understand] [Remain ignorant]
@@CyanRooperI have no oats brother. But I can give you stolen quotes, stripped of author names. Edit: cool name I'm actually canish Mhandola. Update: time for force feeding quotes. We live in memory. Death is already here. You live in the graveyard 🪦
It doesn't have to be this way, does it? I could tell you to experience novelty everyday, but this seems like another race against the ever quickening fleeting of time. So what is there left to do than to accept it? Accept that yes, hours meld into days, that meld into weeks, melding into months, into years. But despite this, despite the routines, every instant is new, the river is here, but the water that flows in this instant is specific to that location in time and space. The principle of entropy is a testament to this. No two words are the same, as one of them was said, read, written, with hopefully more wisdom, more clarity, but ultimately in a world that long passed the instant where the first word was uttered. We can juggle with both of these ideas, time melt into the same repetition of instants as we go through life, in an ever speeding flow, but at the same time, no copy is the same, as the real copy wouldn't exist as it is the same as the original, thus it is the original itself. Each new day is the same, and every same day is new by itself.
i recognized this phenomenon even as a teenager, ever year of course feels shorter than the last, and, since the 2020's and now being in my 20's it feels that its accelerated to a frightening pace, and by the time i adapt to it the rate of acceleration will already have increased threefold. i am only about a quarter into my expected lifespan and yet i feel like im more than halfway through my lived subjective time, its particularly frightening when your already "behind" in life, no job, no education and that your chasing a destination that is permanently accelerating away from you, you know its real but at the same time it feels like a mirage as you never close that distance to where your "supposed to be". your 15 when you should be 20 and it seems that by the time you are 20, your body will have aged to 35. the biggest terror of time though is its fixed linear progression, in 5 years it will be 2030 and when that happens, it will never be 2020 again or 2013 or 2006 or 1998. i cannot speak for anyone else but at some subconscious level ive always felt like every period of time coexists simultaneously, it is 2017 right now as it was when 2017 actually was the calendar year, but this contradicts external reality, every event is permanently in effect, every death around me is permanent and eventually my own will be too
Mushrooms once a week mitigates this sense of times flow increasing as it goes. Not a joke, not a troll, not a lie. Very truly I tell you, eternity is growing under your feet.
Time always feels long or "normal" to me. Never short, but when I turned 26 a flip switched and how long ive been alive became a key thing I was aware of. Along with a collapse of my mental state, I became hyper conscious or hyper aware. Either that or the ADHD became terminal lol. I really dont enjoy how much of my youth affects my future. Especially since I never got to make many conscious choices, and the few I have made were awful. Life has treated me poorly, and I haven't made things that much better. Im not sure if those lessons from my experiences or mistakes will ever be utilized again. Time hasnt sped up, but it sure as hell won't leave me alone
Can't relate, TBQH. Even though I'm in my early 40s, my life has always lacked the kind of stability that lets me stumble through life unthinkingly. Every day brings a new struggle which I must be present for to adapt to. Even now, I contemplate the at least 30 years I probably have left, of continuing to constantly struggle through that just to stay afloat and keep myself and my loved ones from tragedy and it feels like a tiresome eternity. There is always so much to do and so much people need from me. Even when people pass away into the next life, there's always new people coming into it.
I was born in 1990. This felt personal. I have to agree it happens to me, I was just talking about this not a week ago with my mother and she feels similar. What beautifully gruesome way to explain it, this video was amazing.
Don't surrender. This is not a process you can't combat. There are ways to expand the present, to cast childhood into the shadows, and to look old age dead in the eye, yelling at your inevitable demise: "I will embrace you, in all your horror; come at me, Entropy, let you consume me for a subjective eternity".
Time didn’t start feeling fast to me until 2020. The last 4 years was the most depressing in my life and I’m glad that things are starting to look good again. I’m almost 25 now and I don’t plan on making the next 25 of my normal life being *fast.* I plan on making the most out of it.
I look at that period of not mere infantility, but of one of lucidity. As exams, job interviews, family duties, amount the room for deeper thinking is compressed to zero.
I read somewhere that our perception of time speeds up the harder you are concentrated on something, and slower when you aren't. On a micro scale this happens day to day, when you are focused on a game or on work in school time will seem to move faster than when you aren't doing anything. In terms of our lives, that's also likely why our perception changes as we age, we become more enveloped and more focused on the things around us. Even as we get older and older, we develop more memories, contemplate them, and get entrenched in thought or other activities. At that point our perception of time is a lot different because we have already experienced a great deal of it. I'm not sure if any of this is true though, I'm not an expert in psychology, or have a profound understanding of the human mind. So don't really take my word as fact.
I am comsidering the explanation that as you get older, you feel it pass much more quickly, since it`s not aas big of a change in age. For example, when you go from 11-12 years old or something around that age, you "become" a teenager, while when you turn 54, it`s not that much of a difference between 53.
I remember saying to my grandpa that a week was a lot of time, and he then replied it was actually very little. That was when I realised life becomes quicker as one ages.
i remember one time when i was 11, it was spring break, and a week felt so short, so i ventured to forget the day till the end of the week, to let myslf slip into thinking that week was eternity, it worked somewhat, each day would pass and i did not know if it was the start of the week or tomorrow would be the end, and as each day passed i felt myself wonder what day it truly was, and it felt almost like it had been more than a week, and i wondered to myself sitting in the back of the car, thinking. i had successfully avoided knowing what day it was by some miracle, how much longer this can last? had i broken time somehow? and in that second sitting in that car, my dad piped up and said, its thursday, unprovoked, himself lamenting the passage of time.
I didn't realise brother burial was a 1990 kid, too. Francis Fukuyama. The end of history and the Last Man standing & all that. History ends in green...
I know this is relatable for most people, but it has trended extremely the other way for me. My life has always felt so slow, and now it's so much slower than before. It could be a PTSD or dissociative thing. I'm come to terms with it.
Truly magnificent. Somtehing that is comprehensible yet couldn't be comprehended without actual thinking, constant awarness that you only have the " NOW " .
Your body marks the path, while it grows. Once it's done growing, and begins dying, you no longer have the pulse of your own flesh to mark the years. Most of the time, you don't notice getting older. It sneaks up on you. It isn't so bad. Your wisdom grows. But that always just feels like you. Wisdom isn't as good for keeping time.
Assuming our sense of the passage of time scales exponentially (your late infancy and toddler-hood [from 12 months to 5 years] feel about as long as the next 20 years, which in turn feel about as long as the next 100, if you were to live that long), and you were immortal, at your 1,000th year time would feel like a raging river flowing off a cliff to become a great waterfall, as years begin to feel like months, then weeks, then days.
anticipation is like a magnet, that pulled me through days, through weeks, through months and years. I looked forward to the future and left myself less able to process the present. but now my sense of what's to come is uncertain and foreshortened.
The key to being happy isn't to search for meaning, it's to keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense. And eventually, you'll be dead. - Mr. Peanutbutter
Speak for yourself; this last 5 years feels like most of my life, and sure I'm only 27 but it really feels like the agony is getting drawn out over as much spacetime as possible.
This is like an existential crisis of YOLO. Remember folks: cherish the one life you currently live with friends and family until someday you will expire like many others that have gone.
I remember reading somewhere that since time is the product of perception, it actually does speed up and slow down based on one's activities. Many cold-blooded animals' perception of time is based on body heat. While sunbathing it goes fast, while hunting in water it goes slow.
I discovered this channel from the "gimme some oats" video, and since then I must say I've felt totally drawn to the content you make. I think it may appeal to me since you touch such deep and core subjects in your videos, and how you bring up these subjects feel so aligned with absurdism; one video taking the subject in a real serious way, and yet the next one could totally be a complete shitpost, yet still expressing the core message; wich begs the question if it really matters to ponder on these subjects at all, since you can take them seriously and profound, or as a shitpost to laugh. Of course I may be completely off mark with my interpretation, but I guess that's also part of art, to be able to convey different things through the same piece. All in all; I think what draw me the post is to know that there's more people here thinking stupid things just like me, and someone who can convey them in such a relatable way. Hope you the best and thank you for all the content. ❤
When i was a wee little lad, the first 4 years on no conscious mind. It flashed real quick (like frames on a reel of film) then it slowed down to real times.
It was only a few days ago that I turned 22. As someone who has given up on life, I don't feel time compressing; I feel it stretching into eternity, the end sitting far away from me. I only wish for time to be as fleeting as it is claimed to be.
"Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting." Do You UNDERSTAND?
and this is the effect the people of the world call 'chronolikai', from greek 'Chronos' = 'Time' and chinese '离开' = 'depart'. Other terms may be coined, but it is irrevelant at best and turbulently persistent at best. One thing that matters is that memories are like fruits; they grow with time, are sweet and good at their zenith, but when the fruit descends, it leaves broken and distorted shadow of former self, no longer looking like the old, and taking space; with enough time you could accumulate a room so full of rotten fruits, that no new green nor red fruits could even take their place.
Time goes faster for me, but I enjoy it. I don't care for it, as I do what it needs to be done. I don't care to live everything, I don't need it. As my body is dying, my Spirit, what I truly are, lives endlessly. So, when my time comes to leave this world behind, I'll be free forevermore.
I’m 18 and I can see that I have already past the half-way point of my existence. Even if I shall become an eternal being, that time shall never be regained.
For his project, _The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows,_ John Koenig coined the term *zenosyne:* _the sense that time keeps getting faster._
It's actually just after you're born that life flashes before your eyes. Entire aeons are lived in those first few months when you feel inseparable from the world itself, with nothing to do but watch it passing by.
At first, time is only felt vicariously, as something that happens to other people. You get used to living in the moment, because there's nowhere else to go. But soon enough, life begins to move, and you learn to move with it. And you take it for granted that you're a different person every year, upgraded with a different body …a different future. You run around so fast the world around you seems to stand still, until a summer vacation can stretch on for an eternity.
You start to feel time moving forward, learning its rhythm, but now and then it skips a beat, as if your birthday arrives one day earlier every year.
We should consider the idea that youth is not actually wasted on the young, that their dramas are no more grand than they should be. That their emotions make perfect sense, once you adjust for inflation. For someone going through adolescence, life feels epic and tragic simply because it is: every kink in your day could easily warp the arc of your story. Because each year is worth a little less than the last. And with each birthday we circle back, and cross the same point around the sun. We wish each other 'Many happy returns!'
But soon you feel the circle begin to tighten, and you realize it's a spiral, and you're already halfway through. As more of your day repeats itself, you begin to cast off dead weight, and feel the steady pull toward your center of gravity, the ballast of memories you hold onto, until it all seems to move under its own inertia. So even when you sit still, it feels like you're running somewhere. And even if tomorrow you'll run a little faster, and stretch your arms a little farther, you'll still feel the seconds slipping away as you drift around the bend.
Life is short-and life is long. But not in that order.
This is better than the video
incredible
At once comforting and unsettling, because it is true. That sense of running out of time you've been feeling? You're not alone.
We're all going to the same place, whether we get there fast or slow.
🎶I believe I can see the future
'Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
Then again, that might have been a dream🎶
🎶I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around, oh no🎶
🎶Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same🎶
- Every Day Is Exactly The Same by Nine Inch Nails
🎶Time (shift)
We discover the entry
To other planes🎶
🎶Our minds bend
And our fingers fold
Entwined, we dream
Unknown🎶
🎶Time (shift)
We discover the entry
To other planes🎶
🎶Stay with me
As we cross the empty skies
Come sail with me🎶
- Rosemary by Deftones
This feeling hits like a truck when you turn 30 imo
I don't know man waiting for a bus still takes ages.
Try music, video game, book, drawing, or anything you enjoy and can do quickly and that wait becomes instant
@WingMaster562 no
I'll enjoy infinity
Enjoy it while it lasts
I noticed this setting in during my twenties.
Im 35 now, and let me give you some good news, you can absolutely slow it, right back to what it was like when you were a kid.
It needs some sacrifice depending on how much you wish it to slow by.
Stop celebrating everyone’s big events, stop looking forward to the end of the week, reject societal events like Christmas, public holiday, these all contribute to the passage of time.
And find joy in the smallest of things, out for a walk? Examine the bark on the trees in detail, learn new skills, just go out more into the wild and leave phones and time keeping devices behind, just be present.
It will slow to a grinding crawl, take it from me.
I knew there was something about it that made brains perceive time differently, its like a survival mechanism for the brain, in order to skip over the unpleasantness of lack of control over our time, it just skips things over and over, until weekends last minutes, and vacations are a blip on the radar
Humanity is trapped in this, and it perpetuates it
Its some form of sickness
Its why attention spans are lowering now, the level of unpleasantness so many have to go through every day makes them desire little rewards in the form of independence of searching content whenever they can
i think i might try that
Maybe living this way is not preferable
i remember one time when i was 11, it was spring break, and a week felt so short, so i ventured to forget the day till the end of the week, to let myslf slip into thinking that week was eternity, it worked somewhat, each day would pass and i did not know if it was the start of the week or tomorrow would be the end, and as each day passed i felt myself wonder what day it truly was, and it felt almost like it had been more than a week, and i wondered to myself sitting in the back of the car, thinking i had successfully avoided knowing what day it was also by some miracle, how much longer this can last? had i broken time somehow? and in that second sitting in that car, my dad piped up and said, its thursday, unprovoked, himself lamenting the passage of time.
approximately 12 minutes ago I was having dinner with my family. my little brother asks my father if he really thinks that he was born yesterday. they began to discuss with each other about the perception of time, and how our brain regulates memory. 12 minutes ago this video was uploaded. what a coincidence.
brain waves, man.
I notice a lot of such coincidences over the years, most remarkable examples for me is when I dream about something or someone I normally don't even spare a passing thought for and then the very next day I run into or accidentally interact with that something/someone.
Or more commonly when I learn of a word I've never seen or heard before (but not a new word at all) and then for the next month or so I keep running into that word almost wherever I go.
There are no mere coincidences. We can only be sure of three things in this universe: you exist, God is real, and taxes ... wish they would go away! Have you experienced something peculiar where you second-guess yourself and ask "Surely, is this a coincidence?" then you rationalize it away. DO NOT rationalize it with your own understanding for it is limited and incomprehensibly small in comparison to The Father's. Instead, think of this reality as frequencies & waves. Look up Nikola Tesla for more info.
Replying to my last comment. Nikola Tesla lived in the early 20th century and is in no way selling a course. We actually got the invention of the lightbulb from him; thanks Edison for stealing the invention & he invented electric cars ... not Elon Musk; no relation other then the company's name.
@@ivancar555search for synchronicity. But be diligent.
There will come a time when you have seen your last sunrise and your last sunset. There will be no more ‘tomorrows’ and there will be no ‘next time.’ You will breathe your last breath, and your heart will finally rest after years of beating ceaselessly. What follows is death-the final unknown.
Many have gone before you, and many will follow, for death is a part of life. So watch every sunrise and sunset, and treasure each precious moment, because you never know when it’s the last.
Now how the hell did you comment 12 hours ago
Yea how did you do that
@@the5dumasses96 When the depth of time and its perception is as intricately understood as is by toxiccan175, it is but a mere inconvienience to split the constant of time in order to confuse a number of youtube commenters.
来过=水果
I’m not a comedian (and it feels wrong to post this in a place where memetic irony is core to the experience), but I’ve finally had a realization about this phenomenon, and I don’t know where else it ought be shared: This is why we must allow our pasts to die and grieve their passing with acceptance. For like the earth we stand on, our pasts are meant to become the rich soil of a majestic now, and all our nows will become the soil of our tomorrows. Tomorrows meant for different mortals than us.
This channel is a treasure I’ve loved to cherish in 2024, my year of intentional rebirth.
Ngl, I needed to hear this.
I didn't intend to grapple with my mortality today, But when else am I supposed to do it ey?
It's as comforting as it is horrifying.
Enjoy these ever shortening days, Dear Stranger.
This feels like the audio that plays while you're strapped into a chair, eyes pinned open and images flashing on an old projector of random surreal scenes.
Clockwork orange?
Clockwork oats
This coming out on my 18th birthday is existentially horrific. Love it.
oh happy birthday lol
I’m 19 almost 20 bud
It’s gonna get faster
Hey, I'm turning 19 today! Happy birthday!!!
Happy Birthday and welcome to adulthood!
I'm gonna turn 22
The literal start of the rest of my life
The first year of your life is 100% of your lifetime, the second only 50%, the third only 33%. Your tenth is 10%, your twentieth is 5%, your fortieth is 2.5%. Each year has exponentially less impact than the one before it, but only in that which you can discover for the first time. It has so much more impact to the people around you, for my wife's fortieth year will be seventeen years we are together, and every tomorrow with her is aeons from yesterday.
It's only fitting that, after watching this, everyone goes and checks out an old classic from The Onion: 'Scientists Successfully Teach Gorilla It Will Die Someday'
As someone from 1988, the whole period from pandemic on looks shorter than one whole year in highschool.
*Even considering that I met my wife and we have our first child during this period* .
Pandemic started half a decade ago...
@@PsychonauticExplorer crazy if you think about it
@@PsychonauticExplorer isnt decade 20 years?
@@埊 decade is 10 years
What gets me is that your child will think of the 1990s as some ancient or distant time period like how people born in the 1990s view decades like the 1950s as some ancient or distant time period. They will be confused and possibly amused by the technology that you found interesting and amazing as a child. What used to be fresh and exciting for you in your childhood will be ancient history to your child.
We live in memory. Death is already here
Revisiting every twitch of a finger in a fraction of an instant, flooding our own mind with the chemicals that alter our perception of time that let our dreams seemingly drag on to prolong the horizon of an inescapable death, the massive amount of data being recalled and run through with no hope to change any of it…
That bad thing that happened, that you had a bad feeling about, and knew something should be done differently, like you couldn’t stop yourself because you had already made the choice and were just watching the moment that couldn’t be altered? it’s because you were only watching. The choice was made 80 years ago, or yesterday, and now in your swan song you merely remember.
When you’re a child, you begin processing all the information around you. It’s why scratches on the floor had magic when you were a child. And the more repeated experiences you have, like waiting, the more your brain will avoid remembering useless information. And so, that’s why time starts to go faster.
So, the only way to even battle something like this, is to have more experiences in life.
I've been experiencing this elderly status since I turned 23....
Thanks Burial Goods 😭
🎶Nobody likes you when you're 23
And you still act like you're in freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
(What's my age again?)🎶
🎶No one should take themselves so seriously (please stay with me)
With many years ahead to fall in line (please stay with me)
Why would you wish that on me?
I never wanna act my age (please stay with me)
What's my age again?
What's my age again?🎶
- What's My Age Again? by blink-182
23 is still young. your brain technicly hasn't reached full maturity. but it's hard to grapple with that amidst people younger than you, or lucid memories of yourself much younger than you are now, or a foreshortened perception of life expectancy. I dunno what caused you to experience this elderly status, but at times I also feel I'm a fossil at 22, and it's for the prior reasons that I tend to do.
I feel like I've only started to live now in my 30's. My childhood filled only with escapism from depressing reality. Adulthood brings incredible freedom to forge one's own path and most people aren't as terrible as I've thought. Yet I might already be too damaged to enjoy all that life can offer.
Where as you have the opposite where a child who was given everything and coddled feels suffocated by the requirements of adulthood because they do not know how to cope with struggle.
Thank you for the existential crisis, it's been over the week for me and I was slowly becoming too happy. Happy New Year to you, voices of our deepest fears and everyone watching this
you do lot of existential horror, but when it's at an intimat level as this, it's trully the most disturbing and horrific to think about... Great video!
Just recently turning 29, I certainly feel this. Sometimes Im just hanging at my desktop and a hour or 2 suddenly pass so quickly. Things that happen months ago feels like days. Time feels like its actively against me.
It certainly feels very liminal is the closet thing I can think to best describe it.
I'm only slightly older, but I feel the exact same way
I'm 24 and same. Not only does for example watching a movie not feel like a long time anymore. It's also that the years seem to pass quicker every time.
Chrono离开的病。
"For the sake of the Elect, those days were shortened, for if they were not, no flesh would survive"
Funny, I’m 16 and relate to this too much.
I’ll scroll through my steam library for what only feels like a minute only to realize I’ve been scrolling for an hour
This is the part of immortality that we don’t see in media. A person watching the centuries and millennia pass with the blink of an eye…
One must imagine Cain’s immortal fate as a worse punishment than we could have ever imagined.
Nah i'd still take immortality over this bro
The anime Frieren: Beyond Journey's End has this as its central theme. The protagonist is an elf for whom decades are fleeting and passes by with the blink of an eye to her. Seeing the impact that a remarkable human's life had on the people around him (a human who was her friend and whose life was barely a blimp in the elf's life) shatters her rather cavalier attitude towards relationships, an attitude that is a result of her long lifespan. She embarks on a journey to better understand her old friends and learns how precious life is, even the simple and fleeting moments of life, thanks to her human companion.
I feel as though the reason time flies by as we get older is because we know what to expect. Each year, we discover more and more things, leaving less and less for us to discover. By 21, you likely already know your favorite food, drink, or color. You know what most emotions feel like, you know how each season feels, you know how you like your showers, your brain already has its own way of categorizing those around you and what to avoid in people. You know what's dangerous and what's safe. Little by little, you run out of things to discover, so the time in between each new thing blurs. As before, you never notice the blurred time in between discovery because there was always something new. But now, that time still blurs. Each new discovery is fewer and far between.
what once was shall never be again
what was, will be
what will be, was
@@stassyan fair enough my peer
@@Duzon1602 just another eternity out of other countless eternities.
I dont want to forget, yet what else is there to do except accept
Thank you for giving me existential anxiety, I wanted to sleep this night though
A clock face without hands, suspended in a starless void
A clock face without hands, suspended in a starless void
A clock face without hands, suspended in a starless void
Well my existential dread and fear of the end has returned however this is once again a beautifully done piece.
I lost it when i realized that a year is only 52 weeks, and a week passes as quickly as it comes to mind.
Here’s a kicker. A average human can only experience 100 Christmas’. Only if they are lucky.
Well, I've been experiencing this. As I dig deeper through the tunnels, I feel my body age, my bones turn brittle, and my hair turns gray and falls out, until I rot just as my dead relatives do within their maggot filled coffins.
Quote from a character from a horror series…
“Time is a toll you put on the wall and where it on your wrist.”
I mean it makes sense, when you're a 1yo, one year is 100% of your life, when you're 10, a year is 10% of your life. When you're 50, a year is 2% of your life, and etc.
Pick up some of your childhood toys and start playing with them, youll see that time will pass slower as well
Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation
Is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over
Thought I'd something more to say
Man looking at this image, it looks like I'm 60% of the way through my life at 19. Ever since Covid, years have been moving so quickly, I remember my freshmen and sophmore years of high school took ages.
I left high school at 18 and then a few weeks later there I am turning 40... it becomes increasingly fleeting. But also you start to realize what really matters in the world and it is not what many want it to be.
Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting
Do you understand?
>[I understand]
[Remain ignorant]
Wow, that last bit was hella pretentious.
@@jonathannoble7845real
"Brother, will you finally share your oats with me?"
[Yes]
[No]
@@CyanRooperI have no oats brother. But I can give you stolen quotes, stripped of author names.
Edit: cool name I'm actually canish Mhandola.
Update: time for force feeding quotes. We live in memory. Death is already here. You live in the graveyard 🪦
this was good until you pressed enter
Vsauce once said, "Be bored. You may not have the time of your life, but you will have more time in your life."
It doesn't have to be this way, does it? I could tell you to experience novelty everyday, but this seems like another race against the ever quickening fleeting of time. So what is there left to do than to accept it? Accept that yes, hours meld into days, that meld into weeks, melding into months, into years.
But despite this, despite the routines, every instant is new, the river is here, but the water that flows in this instant is specific to that location in time and space. The principle of entropy is a testament to this. No two words are the same, as one of them was said, read, written, with hopefully more wisdom, more clarity, but ultimately in a world that long passed the instant where the first word was uttered.
We can juggle with both of these ideas, time melt into the same repetition of instants as we go through life, in an ever speeding flow, but at the same time, no copy is the same, as the real copy wouldn't exist as it is the same as the original, thus it is the original itself. Each new day is the same, and every same day is new by itself.
i recognized this phenomenon even as a teenager, ever year of course feels shorter than the last,
and, since the 2020's and now being in my 20's it feels that its accelerated to a frightening pace, and by the time i adapt to it the rate of acceleration will already have increased threefold.
i am only about a quarter into my expected lifespan and yet i feel like im more than halfway through my lived subjective time, its particularly frightening when your already "behind" in life, no job, no education and that your chasing a destination that is permanently accelerating away from you, you know its real but at the same time it feels like a mirage as you never close that distance to where your "supposed to be". your 15 when you should be 20 and it seems that by the time you are 20, your body will have aged to 35.
the biggest terror of time though is its fixed linear progression, in 5 years it will be 2030 and when that happens, it will never be 2020 again or 2013 or 2006 or 1998.
i cannot speak for anyone else but at some subconscious level ive always felt like every period of time coexists simultaneously, it is 2017 right now as it was when 2017 actually was the calendar year, but this contradicts external reality, every event is permanently in effect, every death around me is permanent and eventually my own will be too
Mushrooms once a week mitigates this sense of times flow increasing as it goes.
Not a joke, not a troll, not a lie. Very truly I tell you, eternity is growing under your feet.
please tell me more
Time always feels long or "normal" to me. Never short, but when I turned 26 a flip switched and how long ive been alive became a key thing I was aware of. Along with a collapse of my mental state, I became hyper conscious or hyper aware. Either that or the ADHD became terminal lol.
I really dont enjoy how much of my youth affects my future. Especially since I never got to make many conscious choices, and the few I have made were awful. Life has treated me poorly, and I haven't made things that much better. Im not sure if those lessons from my experiences or mistakes will ever be utilized again.
Time hasnt sped up, but it sure as hell won't leave me alone
I would find borderless delight at hearing him read bedtime stories
Can't relate, TBQH. Even though I'm in my early 40s, my life has always lacked the kind of stability that lets me stumble through life unthinkingly. Every day brings a new struggle which I must be present for to adapt to. Even now, I contemplate the at least 30 years I probably have left, of continuing to constantly struggle through that just to stay afloat and keep myself and my loved ones from tragedy and it feels like a tiresome eternity. There is always so much to do and so much people need from me. Even when people pass away into the next life, there's always new people coming into it.
I've been feeling it. I don't want it to be over. I want to see how our story ends, a thousand-thousand years from now...
I was born in 1990. This felt personal. I have to agree it happens to me, I was just talking about this not a week ago with my mother and she feels similar. What beautifully gruesome way to explain it, this video was amazing.
Don't surrender. This is not a process you can't combat. There are ways to expand the present, to cast childhood into the shadows, and to look old age dead in the eye, yelling at your inevitable demise: "I will embrace you, in all your horror; come at me, Entropy, let you consume me for a subjective eternity".
Me with a headstart in 1980.
Haha im in danger
No way you made this comment unironically
@TheCommentor- you will never know
Ah, my nightly existential crisis has arrived, bleak.
Life is but a dream
Edit: having been born in '88, this hits close to home
Time didn’t start feeling fast to me until 2020. The last 4 years was the most depressing in my life and I’m glad that things are starting to look good again. I’m almost 25 now and I don’t plan on making the next 25 of my normal life being *fast.* I plan on making the most out of it.
do you do the female voices too?
Lol
I can't fucking take this anymore
Small child discovers that yes actually working makes time pass faster than counting the seconds in a minute
a single year still feels eternal, if you never view the black mirror…
which appears to have become an impossible task nowadays…
Damn, I clicked this video and now I forget what I was supposed to do today
And that’s another pound of dread placed onto my conscience. Thanks!
I'm 14 and this is deep.
I look at that period of not mere infantility, but of one of lucidity.
As exams, job interviews, family duties, amount the room for deeper thinking is compressed to zero.
I read somewhere that our perception of time speeds up the harder you are concentrated on something, and slower when you aren't. On a micro scale this happens day to day, when you are focused on a game or on work in school time will seem to move faster than when you aren't doing anything. In terms of our lives, that's also likely why our perception changes as we age, we become more enveloped and more focused on the things around us. Even as we get older and older, we develop more memories, contemplate them, and get entrenched in thought or other activities. At that point our perception of time is a lot different because we have already experienced a great deal of it.
I'm not sure if any of this is true though, I'm not an expert in psychology, or have a profound understanding of the human mind. So don't really take my word as fact.
I am comsidering the explanation that as you get older, you feel it pass much more quickly, since it`s not aas big of a change in age. For example, when you go from 11-12 years old or something around that age, you "become" a teenager, while when you turn 54, it`s not that much of a difference between 53.
I remember saying to my grandpa that a week was a lot of time, and he then replied it was actually very little. That was when I realised life becomes quicker as one ages.
all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.
Is that why my adulthood feels like such an adventure? Because by childhood was fucking bullshit?
I think so. My childhood was almost a dream and now I dread being a lonely adult.
i remember one time when i was 11, it was spring break, and a week felt so short, so i ventured to forget the day till the end of the week, to let myslf slip into thinking that week was eternity, it worked somewhat, each day would pass and i did not know if it was the start of the week or tomorrow would be the end, and as each day passed i felt myself wonder what day it truly was, and it felt almost like it had been more than a week, and i wondered to myself sitting in the back of the car, thinking.
i had successfully avoided knowing what day it was by some miracle, how much longer this can last? had i broken time somehow? and in that second sitting in that car, my dad piped up and said, its thursday, unprovoked, himself lamenting the passage of time.
I didn't realise brother burial was a 1990 kid, too. Francis Fukuyama. The end of history and the Last Man standing & all that. History ends in green...
Life is like a roll of toilet paper;
The closer you are to the end, the faster it appears to run out.
I know this is relatable for most people, but it has trended extremely the other way for me. My life has always felt so slow, and now it's so much slower than before. It could be a PTSD or dissociative thing. I'm come to terms with it.
All the more reason to repent and turn to Christ at this very moment
I'm still processing last year's Christmas...
Truly magnificent. Somtehing that is comprehensible yet couldn't be comprehended without actual thinking, constant awarness that you only have the " NOW " .
Your body marks the path, while it grows. Once it's done growing, and begins dying, you no longer have the pulse of your own flesh to mark the years. Most of the time, you don't notice getting older. It sneaks up on you. It isn't so bad. Your wisdom grows. But that always just feels like you. Wisdom isn't as good for keeping time.
Assuming our sense of the passage of time scales exponentially (your late infancy and toddler-hood [from 12 months to 5 years] feel about as long as the next 20 years, which in turn feel about as long as the next 100, if you were to live that long), and you were immortal, at your 1,000th year time would feel like a raging river flowing off a cliff to become a great waterfall, as years begin to feel like months, then weeks, then days.
anticipation is like a magnet, that pulled me through days, through weeks, through months and years. I looked forward to the future and left myself less able to process the present. but now my sense of what's to come is uncertain and foreshortened.
The key to being happy isn't to search for meaning, it's to keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense. And eventually, you'll be dead. - Mr. Peanutbutter
Speak for yourself; this last 5 years feels like most of my life, and sure I'm only 27 but it really feels like the agony is getting drawn out over as much spacetime as possible.
Ticking away, the moments that make a dull... life
I really didn't need a panic attack today
This is like an existential crisis of YOLO.
Remember folks: cherish the one life you currently live with friends and family until someday you will expire like many others that have gone.
I remember reading somewhere that since time is the product of perception, it actually does speed up and slow down based on one's activities.
Many cold-blooded animals' perception of time is based on body heat. While sunbathing it goes fast, while hunting in water it goes slow.
Good thing my perception of time in my childhood is null, so I guess I’ll live forever
I discovered this channel from the "gimme some oats" video, and since then I must say I've felt totally drawn to the content you make.
I think it may appeal to me since you touch such deep and core subjects in your videos, and how you bring up these subjects feel so aligned with absurdism; one video taking the subject in a real serious way, and yet the next one could totally be a complete shitpost, yet still expressing the core message; wich begs the question if it really matters to ponder on these subjects at all, since you can take them seriously and profound, or as a shitpost to laugh.
Of course I may be completely off mark with my interpretation, but I guess that's also part of art, to be able to convey different things through the same piece.
All in all; I think what draw me the post is to know that there's more people here thinking stupid things just like me, and someone who can convey them in such a relatable way. Hope you the best and thank you for all the content. ❤
you literally feel it internally after your early 20s. realistically for many, 18-25 are the years you should be running. because many are laughing.
running where
laughing at what
One begins to moves swiftly through time as time passes
that's not cool man :c
When i was a wee little lad, the first 4 years on no conscious mind. It flashed real quick (like frames on a reel of film) then it slowed down to real times.
The older you get the longer the days and the shorter the years.
It was only a few days ago that I turned 22. As someone who has given up on life, I don't feel time compressing; I feel it stretching into eternity, the end sitting far away from me. I only wish for time to be as fleeting as it is claimed to be.
As you experience less and less "new" things, each day seems to move quicker - you become aware of the world and all of it's aspects.
"Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting."
Do You UNDERSTAND?
Nah, that's the old way. Welcome to Eternity.
Thanks for the daily reminder of mortality.
Jokes on you, time's one of the human concepts I haven't grasped
This indeed happens when you are immortal and are waiting in space for the next big bang.
Greatest video so far.Same goes for us genXers although we grew up beyond the memory of men
Time and frequency of light directly corresponds to our perceived length of life.
and this is the effect the people of the world call 'chronolikai', from greek 'Chronos' = 'Time' and chinese '离开' = 'depart'.
Other terms may be coined, but it is irrevelant at best and turbulently persistent at best.
One thing that matters is that memories are like fruits; they grow with time, are sweet and good at their zenith, but when the fruit descends, it leaves broken and distorted shadow of former self, no longer looking like the old, and taking space; with enough time you could accumulate a room so full of rotten fruits, that no new green nor red fruits could even take their place.
The richer with novelty our present is, the slower time will feel, in my experience
Like a coke bottle spinning at the end of space, infinite in its occupancy, yet always changing in size each time we pass by
Time goes faster for me, but I enjoy it. I don't care for it, as I do what it needs to be done. I don't care to live everything, I don't need it.
As my body is dying, my Spirit, what I truly are, lives endlessly.
So, when my time comes to leave this world behind, I'll be free forevermore.
Holly shit, dude!, that's why I love being subscribed.
This scratches an itch I didn’t even know I had
I’m 18 and I can see that I have already past the half-way point of my existence. Even if I shall become an eternal being, that time shall never be regained.