All the drawings from the rest of this page, overlayed over one another - largely illegible, primarily ornamental.

A visual reflection.

A drawn rainbow line with periodic little eraser lines through it and party emojis spread along its length.

We track four seasons, but some cultures track many, many more.

Holidays were centered around the seasons, with seasons derives from the natural rhythms of the land.

A four-color line representing the fours seasons from left to right overlapping with a green zig-zagging line representing nature's random continuity.

Nature has its own rhythms.

A meandering purple-blue-green rainbow line, with a full-rainbow line diverging from it and then reconnecting with it later down the line.

And so do our bodies (substances can change them).

A rainbow spiral with several multi-colored concentric circles in its center.

All of these, whether over the course of seconds, days, months, years, or eaons, are themselves cycles. Time is spiral.

A yellow stick figure on the left with a long arc leading to another stick figure on the right.

Perhaps, when we die, we come back. In the future, or in the now? What is the difference?

A long flat line with a single stick figure it its center.

And yet, we know that time passes. Right?

A pair of drawings. On the left, a stick figure with many multicolored arcs forward and backward coming from a white stick figure in the center, with dreams written above. On the right, an arc forward and an arc backward from a white stick figure in the center, with deja vu written above.

Does time pass by us, or do we traverse it?

A multi-color dotted horizontal line that, halfway through, recursively diverges at many angles, some dotted, some curved, still all going generally from left to right with an arrow on the end.

Are we certain there is but one path?

A large white circle at the center. To its right and left, a large half-dotted circle. Another layer outward, a pair of fully-dotted circles that are stretched infinitely to a point or line at their far edges.

And are we certain there is a beginning, and an end?

Two drawings: the first is of several adjacent circles and ovals, each of different length but with the same height. The second drawing, below, is of several medium-sized circles, with the outer ones being incomplete.

There are many cycles; many ways. Cycles of differing lengths and (perceived) speeds. Cycles of many shapes and sizes.

Crude drawings of a computer, pickaxe, and laptop.

Perception is fickle. Time flies…

A dotted line where each dot or line is progressively longer.

And as time… well, as time supposedly goes on, and we get β€œolder,” our perception shifts, imperceptibly. And suddenly it is sprinting by.

Do new experiences slow it down?

A ruler with major ticks and minor ticks, from left to right. Immediately below it, a series of icons showing the phases of shadow passing on a sphere (e.g., the earth, moon, or sun - it is not specific) at each major tick. Above, to the upper right, a plane traveling from right to left, with a horizontal bracket showing it traveling backwards along the ruler. Science says time can be measured (the last I heard, at least). We have clocks to prove it.

(What happens when you fly backwards? Do you traverse time in reverse?)

A set of icons arranged horizontally: either a series of dots or a series of gold rectangles, always in groups, switching back and forth between them.

Keeping time, we commoditize it with ease, from whence comes labor’s assignment of value.

Abolish time?