where does time start?

“He who lives in the moment lives in eternity.”

Yeah, what a jerk that Wittgenstein.

Time ends when you get excited, it starts when the shutter closes.
Or was it the other way around ?

As for internet time: that’s just tears in the rain.

Time only starts when you think of the past.

Without it there’s only living and hoping.

It starts with atomic clocks in various countries, run by governments and universities, but there are various second level computers on the net who sync themselves to them, using Network Time Protocol. My Mac syncs to Apple’s asian time server (they don’t have one for Africa), which gets its info across the network from the atomic clocks.

Next question: how long is a moment?

I suppose time starts in that particular moment in which the eternity ends.

cheers

p

Next question: how long is a moment?

its shorter than an inkling,but longer than a flash

Time starts when you are ready for it. Or not.

A moment is as long as it takes to notice something great, and just short enough to lose the chance to photograph it.

Cheers!
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“I can well understand why children love sand.”—Wittgenstein

running (out?) {[of]} <<({[all]})>

b

time vs. eternity = 1:1

I just love this kind of threads :P

Is that the decisive moment we are talking about here?

cheers

p

maybe when you flip the egg timer over?

Bob..my favorite childhood toy may have been my great grandmother’s egg timer, the sand kind. I took note that a few grains inevitably stuck at the top part when the rest had run out, and so they would be thrown into the mix again when the timer was turned over, as if they refused to count time in the moment in which they were asked.

Smart question was, where does internet time start. Stupid answer is 22:30 PST, October 29, 1969, UCLA SDS Sigma 7 Host to SRI SDS 940 Host.

Where does time start? Beats the hell out of me; I always though time started at Greenwich, but then I heard that this was just an excuse the British used to expand their empire and that time actually started in the back room of an old butcher’s antique shop on a back street in Paris, but that the old butcher, the antique shop, and the building itself were all destroyed in more or less that order by the French Army during the suppression of the Commune in 1871. Since then time has started from a variety of places, none of them terribly savory, if you ask me, and it’s probably best not to think about it too much.

time hasn’t started yet… never will.

Time starts with a T, hello.