Charles Dickens talked to himself. Time (still we cannot define it) was a problem for him. He begged off meeting with a particular person because knowledge of even a short moment sacrificed for someone else's benefit interfered with all his other ostensibly free moments leading up to the meeting. Men have rifle like focus whereas women often seem to favor shotguns. Point for me is that time maybe hard to define but it is more important when we order it for our personal schedules. Time itself alone may be an illusion since it only exists in a comparative state. So if I use my time to solve problems, I may think it is well spent but one has to figure out what my serious problems are first, which forces me to arrange my time backwards. The trap here presenting itself is spending a questionable amount of singular time observing. The title for this post comes from the film Beat the Devil (1953) first production by Bogart free of the star system.
