If I look at the left part of a painting first and then look to its right, is the left past to the right or are they both happening simultaneously?
The painting is indifferent to where I choose to look first and so is My Now; it's indifferent to my past or future takes of it.
My Now is like a view happening all at once. The future and the past are defined by where I choose to look first and the connection I make between what I see first and what I see next.
If I look at a huge box from afar, I will see the box happening all at once. I will see a box - one uninterrupted take of meaning.
If I approach the box, I will start seeing the details in a timely sequence of takes (one after another).
I see the box is red...
I see It's square...
I see It's huge...
I see its edges are sharp like a knife...
Let's call those frames of sight.
Somehow, those frames would seem to connect in mind.
But what if the box wasn't there to begin with? Would they still connect?
In the world of logic, nothing really connects redness to squareness. Imagine each time you think redness, squareness pops in mind for some reason! There would clearly be a missing reason - a disrupted flow of meaning.
In such situation (which happens more often than we imagine because our minds never stop associating random thought, objects, people and events together based on time or space proximity i.e. like hating apples because a bucket of apples was there scattered on the floor where someone you love was lying following a heart attack), the mind is forced to resort to an alternative logic to establish a meaningful connection and maintain a flow in meaning. This flow is like a hedge that the mind needs to anchor it into some grounds of self-awareness and mend its fear from falling into the black hole of infinity or the abyss of unconsciousness. The mind thus uses time-logic to secure such connection.
Time is an imaginary continuum that justifies the logic of no-logic; and the mind resorts to time-logic to constantly make sense of instances of thoughts and experiences that otherwise would make no sense.
Let's say the redness of the square was highlighted to the vision prior to its squareness. The mind immediately uses the time-logic (the before and after logic) to somehow link redness to squareness within a scheme of causal connection. The mind registers redness as past to squareness and establishes a causal connection between the two based on their chronology. It devises a causal linkage between the former and the latter (i.e. between redness and squareness), almost as if redness is what causes squareness.
This is but a glimpse of the absurd linear logic that rules our daily perception of the world around us and how we arrive at our judgements, opinions, views and convictions in life.
Now, what if we compare The Now to a circle instead, an indivisible unity - a wholeness that cannot be divided in the first place in order that it be connected.
Think of how much freedom this premise entails.
The linear logic offers me only one possibility to how I could read The Now and that is: my now is the outcome of my past and the cause of my future. In other words, My Now is forever locked inside a chronological sequence of events that define and control it.
The circular logic on the other hand offer me millions of possibilities to how I can read The Now at any given moment, provided that I diffuse the fake time-logic that rules my preconceptions of The Now and release My Now from any past or future influences - any past or future takes that linger in my mind like frames which (when put together) don't really make any sense beyond the fact that they fall within an imaginary continuum - a fabricated reel that my mind contrives to secure historical awareness and maintain its Subject-Identity-in-space-and time.
Imagine the freedom to be reborn in every moment! Where you ever aware of such freedom?
Imagine the freedom to detach your Now in every moment from any past guilt or regret or future fears, concerns or worries!
Imagine the freedom to be nothing like you've ever been or will ever be in every flux of a conscious moment!
Imagine being hear and now (wherever you are and whatever you're going through) the most unique person on earth, living the most unique moment in time - a person that you will never be again and a moment that will never happen again.
Imagine being able to think like this and believe yourself, without clashing with any sobering reality or running into any logical discontinuity.
Imagine being offered the chance to reboot from any previous or upcoming version of yourself in every second, and this offer never expires. Its like an ever-growing account that the more you spend of it, the more it grows - an account that you were totally unaware it existed and you have always had instant access to.
Yes! You're a timeless being.
You do possess such freedom by default mode; but chances are you've long lost any connection to it that you no longer believe it exists, much less know how to define it. How much you're able to practice such freedom, depends on how sharp your vision is - how much meaning you're able to behold in one take of The NOW before your egoistic-mind sneaks in to frame that meaning like a camera and hoard the sequence of those frames as part of an insurance strategy against an imaginary fear of non-existence.
It all depends on how much you're able to assume the witness position in any given scene of life before your ego rushes to immerse itself in its mathematics and become a helpless hero-actor inside its script.
It all depends on how much you're able to be engaged in the scene as an eye beholding while remaining detached from it as limb dying to take an action and play a role - how much you're able to surf the the wave of meaning while it rises, and release physical pressure just before it plunges - before time-logic finds its way into the view to tint it with the stormy shades of chaos, bias and uncertainty.
A great idea may take many lives to shine bright, and it may dawn upon you faster than the speed of light.
A single moment of awakening may render your whole life (before and after) nothing but giant tedious explanation of that moment.