It’s true — but hardly qualifies me as unique.
We are all temporary.
This is our one shared truth. We are temporary and we will all die. We get harsh and sad reminders of this when others die and then we consider our own mortality. No matter who we are, when we live or what we do, we are all temporary and we will all one day be gone from this place.
As to my claim to be a time traveller: again, we all are. Mostly, we move at the same pace in the same direction, so it doesn’t seem unusual. Some events make time move faster or slower for us. We remember our past and dream about our future, projecting ourselves astrally through time. Isn’t this time travel? It’s an imperfect form of time travel, to be sure, since we don’t take our bodies. But increasingly, research into cognitive functioning shows that experiences we think about, remember or even imagine reproduce the same thought patterns as the actual experience. So perhaps we are traveling through time, merely leaving our bodies stuck in the main current.
So stories, pictures, books and movies can all act as Time Machines, if properly used.
Casting our thoughts forward poses a different challenge, but we practice it regularly when we dream and plan for the future. Science fiction took us to space long before we could a manage it ourselves. Futurists describe both utopian and dystopian possibilities. Again, we currently have limited time travel resources available, so we have to leave our physical bodies behind.
Yet who has not visited the future, imagining what might be, dreaming of what could happen? And this act of imagining the future begins the task of building that future — so again, who is to say we have not traveled to the future, only to return to make it real?
Okay, maybe that doesn’t fit your idea of time travel. I get that. And we’re working on that Time Machine right now — that is, right now sometime in the future. Back in a minute with that…
What do we want? Time travel!
When do we want it ? That’s irrelevant!