The String

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic


I do hope people understand and get the visual here. This is how I see it. This is why time seems to go by much quicker the older we get.

Submitted: September 14, 2018

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Two men stood near each other talking about life and its meaning. One was an older wiser gentleman who had traveled a lot of miles and who knew a lot. The other was a much younger man, idealistic and full of life. The younger man had many questions for the older male next to him about what he thought was the meaning of life. The conversation had turned to the subject of how time seems to go by much quicker the older one gets.

 

The older man thought hard about the subject for a moment and then he excused himself for a bit and then he came back with a wooden dowel, a string and a tiny rubber ball.

 

“What's all this and what does any of this have to do with life and how my time seems to get shorter the older I get. I remember being a young child and how summer seemed to last forever. Now, not so much so. It just seems to go by so quickly. But I'm confused. You said you would explain to me what you think it is and why this is so” he asked as he looked at the items all confused like.

 

The older man just smiled to himself as he stood next to the table and fastened one end of the string to the wooden dowel and the other end to the tiny rubber ball and laid it all back down onto the table.

 

He looked over at the younger man when he finished. “I'm gonna explain to you what I think time seems to go by much quicker as we get older. I think its this way for all of us and this is why” he said as he had the younger man stand next to him.

 

“You see this string?” he asked as he looked over at the younger man. The younger man nodded, he did of course. “Well this string is your life or the time in your life” he said before pointing to the ball “And this ball is basically you” he continued.

 

The young man nodded that he understood that that the string was his time or the amount of time left to his life and that the ball was basically himself.

 

“And this wooden dowel” the older male said “is your destination or death. You can't escape your destination and all three of these things are connected. You, your time on earth and death” he said.

 

The younger male nodded. “Okay I can see that but I still don't understand how time seems to go by much quicker as I get older. Why is this so? How does this illustrate this. I'm still confused the younger man said as he looked at the string, the ball and the dowel and then over to the older male next to him.

 

The older male picked up the wooden down and let the ball hang on the end of the string which dangled below the wooden dowel. “I'll show you. See how as I swing this ball around and around the dowel and the ball and string wrap around it, the length of the string gets shorter and shorter?” he said as he began to swing the ball around and around the wooden dowel.

 

The younger man watched as the ball was swung around and around the wooden dowel and indeed, the length of the string seemed to become shorter and shorter with each revolution around it.

 

“Oh” the younger man said as he watched. “I get it now.

 

The older male just smiled as he continued to swing the ball around and around the wooden dowel until the ball was eventually right up next to the wooden dowel and could go no more. “Now this life is finished. It has reached it's destination and there is no more time left to it. Now, do you understand why time seems to go by much quicker as you get older?” he questioned him as they both looked at the ball with the string, the string wrapped around the wooden dowel and the ball right next to it.

 

“I get it now. Each time the ball goes around and around the dowel, the length of the string gets shorter and shorter. Maybe just a little each time but the length left each time is shorter and shorter until eventually there is nothing left of it and the ball ends up right next to its destination” he said as he finally got the picture.

 

“So you see, as you get older, the length of your string or your time left here seems to get shorter because it is and eventually you reach your destination, which is the end of your life. We all go through this and there isn't a person alive that hasn't felt this way, that time seems to go by much quicker the older we get. It's the nature of life itself. When we are young, life seems to last forever. Eventually though as you get older you realize that we aren't meant to live forever and we all reach our destination” he added and he smiled as he sat the ball tied to the string which was now wrapped tightly around the wooden dowel down onto the table. “It happens to everyone. We are all connected to our destinations and all of us have our time here getting shorter as we move forward, not longer. This is just how life is” he said as he smiled over at the younger man.

 

The younger man looked at the dowel with the string wrapped around it and the ball right up next to the wooden dowel and then back to the older male and simply smiled. “Well in that case I'll just have to enjoy this journey the best I can while I can before I reach my destination” he added as both men slowly walked away from the table.


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