13, snitches!
I was read8ng about things today becausebI happened to notice some interesting things on a couple of notable days.
On the 13th day of October there were some interesting overlapping and controversial events in history which I took an interest in because I have noticed this phenomenon a lot recently. One would consider these in relation to astrology and because I am in complete opposition to it, I went and learned all about ancient calenders today.
Superstition, to me, is predicting by number an event. I suppose that it is true that to decipher things is also considered wrong, but under which pretenses? Do we regard the Magi as terrible men for seeing the star of the Messiah? Do we believe that prophecy is corrupted because it has made use of strange visions which we claim predict the future?
If it is superstition to predict outcomes is it superstitious to relate incidences? I have tonthinknofnthisnsome more.
I ended up looking at the Aztec calendar and considered the use of the varying useful parts crippling for the auspicious meaning applied to days, weeks, or births. This was unfair, crazy and without reason. I'm sure they had reasons, but they weren't intelligent ones. But the ideas and the math involved were pretty intelligent, even seemed a remnant of some ancient time when clocks were already running, have you seen that meme online? (The one with machinery chiseled in Mesoamerican structures?)
One wonders.
The Baylonians dropped the extra bit, in the Americas they used an extra 13 and 20 which became 260 and 52 years to make predictions. This was all very interesting as in what was called a "1-reed year" was expected a prophecy that coincided with the Sapnish coming to the Americas. Good luck finding that on Ai though, it is controversial at our current location.
And finally, after considering all these things, I looked at the way our calender is affected by our size. I asked Ai an inescapable question: what would the world be like if earth were bigger? Would it affect our time?
Somehow this led me to physics, and time was merely location. Something about the changing of the seasons.
Au revois!
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