I was watching the trailer of ‘The theory of everything’.
Working another nightshift.
And there is something to it.
Being awake, while perhaps I shouldn’t.
The night is magic.
It really is.
So much in the air of the night.
That I can feel.
A veil that is opening up.
Where creativity flows.
The sleeplessness of some people is just a matter of that.
Being able to express what they want to say.
A piece of paper, pen and the silent of the night will do the trick.
To ease the mind and go back to the comfort of the heart.
Where it beats and exists.
But it was this trailer that I was seeing.
About the life of the late Stephen Hawking.
May he rest in peace.
Of course it is incredible that he lived as long as he did with his disease.
But apart from that the movie ‘The theory of everything’ is about his work as a scientist.
The brilliance it is showing he wanted to reverse time, to find the beginning of the universe.
If I understood him correctly.
Because I have read parts of the book and it is sometimes a bit difficult to understand.
Perhaps even a bit dense.
Just a word that has been used in the movie, or what I have seen in the trailer and something I am thinking of just now.
But when I was reading my own story : “Is there a space where love can meet?”
I am talking about time and space in my own way.
How it is being used when it comes to dating and meeting each other.
Thinking of time and space in a loving way.
But for some reason I kept thinking about that Trailer of ‘The Theory of Everything’.
Stephen Hawking assuming that time can be reverted and to see if there is a beginning of …
I don’t really know.
Got a bit lost there.
It can be many things.
Perhaps even the beginning of us, humans.
However, Stephen Hawking passed away.
He lived a life, according to his standard and although a struggle he coped with what he had.
He overcame it with verve and lived his life, only the way he could.
No other words that I can use.
Really, one of the greatest persons and personalities that was here on earth.
Perhaps I should read his book once again.
Something I am saying to myself.
Let’s see when that day comes.
Not being negative, just having other things on my mind and the moment.
But when it comes to time and space.
Perhaps even in connection with love, our existence and everything else.
I believe there is no beginning, nor an ending.
The clock will always tick.
Energy will flow according to its own belief.
Until we bend it the way it is right.
That is really the beauty of it.
But the way I see it, when it comes to us, humans.
The start of it is how we feel it.
No time or space that is interfering.
Perhaps not even thinking about reverting it, going to a place we think we can find or see something.
But just accepting what is in that moment in time.
And that can already be infinite.
Incredible when you come to that place.
According to me.
That is the start of everything.
But who am I?
I am really nobody.
However, to be real.
As heroic and genius Stephen Hawking was.
I think the journey of science, perhaps even of love is not so much to find if anything is there.
In the first place.
It sounds so exciting what Stephen Hawking wanted to find.
And it is beyond belief he was able to extend his life to the extraordinaire.
However I still don’t really know what he wanted to find there.
But perhaps that is just the essence of science.
To be open to what comes and understand while on the go?
It remains a question for me.
I believe time will tell itself if something wants to be found.
For science, humanity or anything else.
Just to not interfere in something we are not sure about.
Not sure if we can ever see or find.
It will save a lot of energy and time.
And until then I will rest my head, cry just a little and keep on going with whatever I was doing already.