My latest essay for Theopolis is up and you can read it here. It's about time, so you know it's fascinating.
I don't know what I think about time. The well-used Augustine quote goes like this: "What is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is; if I want to explain it to someone who asks, I don't know." Time is a slippery one, more fit for metaphors than description. Even higher math slips into some pretty weird stuff once time gets involved.
To catalogue my obsession with time, I've started a tumblr. The title ("The Escapement") comes from the term for that little mechanism inside a clock that stops the wheel from turning, thereby marking seconds. Escapement also describes another aspect of time that I find intriguing: most philosophers, poets, and even theologians struggle against time, wanting nothing so much as to escape from its narrow road. So escaping time is a theme that I'll return to again and again.
If you come across anything to do with time (like poems, quotations, images, movies, books, music, or historical anecdotes), please send it to me (Twitter is a good way). Eventually, I want The Escapement to fuel a sort of encyclopedia of time, and I could use all the help I can get.