Calendars are stupid

With the new year approaching my friend Mike and I were having a discussion about time. I was talking about how the current configuration of time frustrates me because it seems somewhat arbitrary. Why 60 minutes to an hour? Why 7 days a week? What's the deal here?

Mike told me I should rearrange the calendar using numbers frequently used in texts of holy origin. 3, 7, 12 and 40. So I set about this task by rearranging the day.

The way I rearranged it is I decided that 60 seconds should stand as a minute. The reason is that a minute is also a measure of distance in addition to being a measurement of time. Too much to rearrange. I wanna stick to time. However, the hour seemed somewhat arbitrary to me so I decided an hour is now 40 minutes. This means that there would be 36 hours in a day as opposed to 24. I see this as a plus. Now the day can be divided into three equal portions. I like this because currently midnight to noon is morning. Undisputed. Afternoon currently starts after 12pm. Also undisputed. But when does evening start? Different answers from different people. So now the three 12 hour segments are morning, afternoon and evening. And it wouldn't be disputed.

I'm still working on weeks, but a day is a day and that can't be disputed. It can't be disputed because we're measuring how long it takes us to spin in a circle.

Two things occur to me while I'm doing this. First of all, I wondered what made me special enough to do this? What power or authority do I have to re-write the measurement of time as I see fit? The answer is none, but also all the authority. I mean, the folks who wrote it....what authority did they have? They just decided. Seems that I have the same authority.

Also, this started because I'm not entirely sure I believe in time. For me, the only moment that truly exists is the present. The problem? Our lives aren't big enough to cover the whole thing. I exist at one moment in the present. My ancestors exist in another part of the present and my progeny (should they come to exist) will exist in a different part. It seems odd, but to me it makes sense. I mean....I can't exist in San Francisco, Denver, Atlanta and Detroit all at once. But if I leave Denver to visit San Francisco, San Francisco doesn't cease to exist. It just means I'm not there anymore.

Time is an illusion. Measuring it is arbitrary. Human authority is a joke.

Enjoy the ride!