Time is flying by way too fast

Carl Cox3 said:Perhaps it is. I would personally rule out that possibility. A professional handles these matters; why would they lie to us intentionally?

Or maybe he isn't lying—maybe he just has no clue what he's talking about. 😁

I see everyone’s debating how fast time seems to be slipping through our fingers lately, so I figured I’d drop some interesting findings here that might actually offer an explanation.

Why is Earth's Schumann resonance speeding up?

Is Earth's frequency actually accelerating? Given that people claim the Schumann frequency is "in sync" with the human brain (specifically alpha and theta states), could this acceleration be why everything feels like it's moving at warp speed? Maybe that's why life events seem to be hitting us faster than ever.

http://prepareforchange.net/2017/02/...jumping-to-36/

Data from NASA's monitoring systems shows a massive spike in activity!
At first, they assumed it was just a glitch in their equipment, but after running the checks, they confirmed the data is legitimate.
http://sosrff.tsu.ru/?page_id=7

It feels like the years are just slipping away faster and faster, like time itself is picking up speed. Everyone says the same thing.
I can definitely feel it, and honestly, I’m not a fan...👎

Look, whether it's fast or slow, people think they can measurethemselves
against "time"... like time is actually moving...
Time doesn't pass. It doesn't arrive or leave. It’s a constant. People (like space, or matter...) aren't.
@ L U N : Interesting observation on possible ("Gaia") frequency influence..
on form, whether it's material or "non-material" resonance ("alpha and theta states")...
whether it's a human or any other kind of resonant form ("sine wave" as "god")...

Time just crawls by way too slow, doesn't it? Especially when you're dealing with some heavy heartache. I’m a pretty low-key guy, really, but man... sometimes the struggle feels like it’s just hitting a little too hard.

I’m not entirely sure how to put this, but I don't really perceive the passage of time as a linear flow—instead, it feels more like I am sensing my own internal velocity, whether I'm racing ahead or dragging behind. Whenever I realize I’ve gone a bit too fast—essentially overextending myself or getting caught up in a frantic pace—I make a conscious effort to throttle back until I find that sweet spot of equilibrium again. It’s an ongoing process, really... Am I simply attempting to exert control over time itself? 🤔

Descendant, I have to admit I’m not entirely following your train of thought—I only just caught the link back to my own post!

I honestly wish time would just slow down—there is so much I want to accomplish in this life, yet everything seems to be moving at breakneck speed. It’s frustrating, frankly; sometimes I feel disillusioned watching years just slip through my fingers because I've been living such a programmed existence—like a damn robot. Same job, same people, the same repetitive stories, the same predictable routes... it all just loops, leaving me starving for some actual change. I gave up sleeping in ages ago; I’d much rather be up by 7 or 8 AM, even when I don't have work. It’s better to squeeze every single minute out of life than to waste the day sleeping away like Los Angeles Sun. I do agree that perception is everything here—if you're actually engaged in something interesting that grabs your attention, time flies. If you have nothing to do, it drags. Personally, even at work, I'd rather stay busy—even during breaks—because that makes the time move faster. When boredom hits, I find something to occupy myself, and suddenly an hour has vanished; I'll open a forum, read a few threads, and boom—an hour feels like a minute. Time has always moved fast for me, though I recall school hours feeling like entire lifetimes back in the day. I slept through preschool, spent my childhood focused on sports 😁 but now? Now I wish everything would slow down. I’d even take a chance to go back and fix some of the mistakes I've made in the past.

Feels like time is moving faster the older I get. The only upside is I might actually pay off my mortgage before I kick the bucket.😁

Time doesn't actually pass at all. We're the ones passing through it!

Taylor Castillo88 said:Time doesn't actually pass at all. We're the ones passing through it!

I hear what you're saying, but I'm still trying to wrap my head around it—is time just a constant, much like space, where everything just *is*? 🤔 Well, I think condensing all that time into a single present moment is truly an art form...

It’s funny how things work, isn't it? When we finally wake up to certain truths—when we stop dreaming big and start clinging too tightly to these arbitrary boundaries someone else drew for us—that's when everything starts to feel off. The world inside us and the world outside begin to feel abstract, almost disconnected, {and our visions become way too narrow}

But look, {if and when} you actually feel solid in the choices you've made, letting go becomes so much easier. You can finally move past what's gone and what no longer serves you. Maybe even that feeling of being a bit isolated, lacking that sense of community, makes time feel like it's dragging its feet sometimes.

We say, "Time is passing." But have we ever actually seen it pass? Where does it go? Does it drift down a street? Float through the air? Where is it? I don't see it. All I see is kids growing up, people getting old, and things shifting around. Life just happens. I see clock hands spinning, sure. But I don't see time.
Time is this abstract concept we use to explain all the changes we witness, whether it's the movement of a clock hand or the lines appearing on a face. But here’s the thing: those changes aren't caused by time itself. They happen because of various physical mechanisms that trigger change.
Clock hands stop when the gears break. If they stop, would you honestly say time has stopped? Of course not. It's obvious the hands aren't measuring time—if they were, they'd never stop as long as time was moving. It's the same with wrinkles. They come from biological processes inside the body, and they hit some people faster than others. If time were actually pulling the strings, we'd all be aging at the exact same rate.
So, who's really creating time?
Maybe someone will argue, "Okay, fine, I can't see it, but I feel it. I feel time passing." What exactly is that feeling? Think about it. What is that sensation, really? Can you actually feel time?

Elizabeth Cruz said:We say, "Time is passing." But have we ever actually seen it pass? Where does it go? Does it drift down a street? Float through the air? Where is it? I don't see it. All I see is kids growing up, people getting old, and things shifting around. Life just happens. I see clock hands spinning, sure. But I don't see time.
Time is this abstract concept we use to explain all the changes we witness, whether it's the movement of a clock hand or the lines appearing on a face. But here’s the thing: those changes aren't caused by time itself. They happen because of various physical mechanisms that trigger change.
Clock hands stop when the gears break. If they stop, would you honestly say time has stopped? Of course not. It's obvious the hands aren't measuring time—if they were, they'd never stop as long as time was moving. It's the same with wrinkles. They come from biological processes inside the body, and they hit some people faster than others. If time were actually pulling the strings, we'd all be aging at the exact same rate.
So, who's really creating time?
Maybe someone will argue, "Okay, fine, I can't see it, but I feel it. I feel time passing." What exactly is that feeling? Think about it. What is that sensation, really? Can you actually feel time?

Nice post.

I always say—imagine if there was no day and night cycle (like how things are here in the States), just eternal night or constant daylight. Imagine never sleeping, being awake forever without calendars or clocks. Then we'd realize everything is just one single moment, one long stretch. No clocks, no dates, no years. Just infinite, at least in a big-picture sense, even if it doesn't apply to our physical life on Earth.

But honestly, looking at it more simply—I feel like my days fly by way too fast. I wish they lasted like 50 of these imaginary hours 🙂 which wasn't really the case back when I was a kid...

For me, a lot of stuff feels like it happened just yesterday or the day before, but then it hits me that it was actually 2006 or earlier, even though I could've sworn it was 2010 or later. Weird.

Sometimes I'm totally spot on with my past (dates, years, locations), but other times I have to really think about it, especially if things start blurring together because they seem so similar (like with work stuff).

How do we speed up time?

We say things like: "I still have to do this and that," "I need to finish this one thing," "I've got so much left to do," or "I'll never get through all this." What does it feel like when those thoughts start looping in our heads? It’s stress. Pure, frantic stress. And the more stressed and rushed you feel, the more it feels like time is slipping through your fingers. Those "I must" and "I need to" loops? They are the ultimate enemy of anyone trying to actually live their life or feel like they have enough time to breathe.

Look, we can get plenty done without constantly running those mental marathons. Honestly, those thoughts aren't even necessary. You just do the work—one thing at a time—without obsessing over the next task. If it helps, write a to-do list and let it sit there so you don't have to carry it in your brain. When you stop worrying about the next project, you can actually enjoy what's right in front of you. And that has nothing to do with the actual "amount of time" available.
When we're trapped in the mindset of "time" and the constant pressure of "having to," enjoyment dies.

But when we step outside that loop of time and obligation—when we enter that timeless state—that's when we actually live.

Time kills joy.

If we want to enjoy ourselves more (no matter what we're doing), if we want to feel like we're on vacation more often, stay relaxed, or feel and look younger, we have to return to timelessness. To the Los Angeles Sun. To the truth about time.

Time, as we perceive it, isn't even real. It’s just an idea. A concept we use for practical reasons. But in reality? It doesn't exist.

All that exists is life unfolding.

Even the "present moment" isn't really a moment. It isn't some tiny slice of time; it exists outside of time altogether. Timeless. Eternity in miniature.

Dennis Davis5 said:I wanted to share some thoughts here on how time seems to slip away. When I was a kid, everything felt like it moved at a snail's pace. I remember being in preschool and feeling like it lasted forever; looking back, I’d say it felt three times longer than it actually was. Elementary school had its own slow rhythm, too—I can still vividly remember how long each school year dragged from fall to summer. That steady pace lasted until my sophomore year of high school, when things suddenly picked up speed. By junior year, right around age 17, it started accelerating even more. Even that stressful final stretch of high school seemed to fly by. Now that I'm in college, it’s not just years moving fast anymore; it feels like weeks and days are blurring together. Don't get me wrong, I'm actually happy about it because I want to move forward with life, but it's strange. On top of that, looking back at things from just two years ago, it feels like a lifetime has passed. It honestly feels like it happened over five years ago.

Does anyone else feel this way, or is it just me? Some people say it's because we have so many more responsibilities now.

It is actually a fascinating mathematical reality: when you are only 2 years old, a single passing year represents a massive 50% of your entire existence! However, once you reach age 30, that same year accounts for only 3.33% of your life, and by the time you hit 70, it’s down to a mere 1.42%. Because of this proportional shift, as we grow older, time inevitably appears to move much faster simply because each passing year represents a smaller and smaller fraction of our total lived experience.