Me, I’ve got my own theory. I think that time is constantly in flux. That there are fault lines in the time stream, and they’re constantly shifting in thousands of little subtle ways, just like tremors rearranging California real estate. Or think of time as telephone lines stretching from the present back to infinity (kind of like Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure) and you get line noise that screws the connection up. It’s part of your day-to-day existence; you accept it and move on.2. From a review of a retelling of the Lord of the Rings:
Proof? That’s easy.
Ever walk into a room to get something and suddenly you can’t remember what it was you wanted?
Ever put something down, go back and look for it, and it’s not there?
Ever run into someone who greets you like you’re old friends, and you are absolutely clueless as to their identity?
We chalk it off to lapsed memory, but it’s not. It’s Time Burps. You can’t remember what you wanted in the room because time just burped and suddenly the reason why you went in there ceased to exist. The item you put down has vanished because time burped and you never put it there in the first place. Your newfound old friend, in his or her past, was a close buddy, but in your own past, you never met.
In Yeskov's retelling, the wizard Gandalf is a war-monger intent on crushing the scientific and technological initiative of Mordor and its southern allies because science "destroys the harmony of the world and dries up the souls of men!" He's in cahoots with the elves, who aim to become "masters of the world," and turn Middle-earth into a "bad copy" of their magical homeland across the sea. Barad-dur, also known as the Dark Tower and Sauron's citadel, is, by contrast, described as "that amazing city of alchemists and poets, mechanics and astronomers, philosophers and physicians, the heart of the only civilization in Middle-earth to bet on rational knowledge and bravely pitch its barely adolescent technology against ancient magic."Via.
3. Funny Dr. McNinja comic about raising kids.
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