One of the things I’ll be grappling with here on Sunnyside Up! is my experimentation with — and on-going attempt to understand — the notion of time travel, which I am 100% sure is possible. I am sure it’s possible because I’ve done it. It’s not like you see in the movies where you need a special vehicle or device to get your there. It happens with a shift of consciousness, a slip into a certain state of mind that allows you to be in the same place but in a different time. I can not make it happen at will, but I am getting better at setting up the circumstances for it to occur on its own.
Slipping into the past or into the future are both possible, but it’s harder to recognize when you’re in the future because you have no frame of reference for what you’re seeing since to your conscious self it hasn’t happened yet. For me, I’m only starting to realize that I’m time traveling at all and I feel both lucky to finally recognize it for what it is, plus bothered by the fact that I’ve only learned about it now as a middle-aged person. Had I realized it earlier, I might have put some effort into developing the skill.
Anyway, now that I know what it is I do a lot of time traveling: at lunchtime, in lower Manhattan, and on the weekends, when I go for long walks in northwestern Queens. I don’t really even think about the mechanics of it anymore. I leave that to the physicists and geniuses.
Of course, I love to read and watch movies that involve time travel, and one of my favorites is Chris Marker’s short film La Jetée, which many people know in it’s expanded, reincarnated, feature-length form as 12 Monkeys. An homage to La Jetée in the form of interactive Shockwave can be found here. Pretty cool.
TriBaby asks the question. Mel responds, “no way.”