31 December

2026 is here. It's interesting that we view time like a river, flowing along. Like 2026 was always going to 'arrive', and we're just swimming in that river, dipping in and out depending on how long we live. Time doesn't flow at all. It doesn't 'pass'. Time is only a label we use for things that endure. If you create something that lasts, it also creates a before, during and after. Using The Beatles as an example, the work they did endured, McCartney even today is living inside a type of bubble created by that work. Time didn't do that, the creative work did. Most bands don't endure. The gigs they're playing today are the same gigs they were playing when they started. They didn't 'make it'. There's no before, during and after for them, no progress. Nothing endures, they have to re-make the same whole band experience every day. Just a perpetual 'now'. We don't live in time. We only more or less endure in what we do. When we endure, we become the conditions of life for those who come after us, which creates a feeling of 'time' passing because they have to negotiate our legacy, to exist. Notice how McCartney again isn't free to just make any music he likes now, he himself is more or less trapped inside what The Beatles created, that endured. We don't become immortal by surviving forever in time. We become immortal by becoming the conditions others have to live, who come after us. What we call 'objects' are really just past subjects, who have become the conditions for our own subjectivity today. Or more simply, we don't live in time. We create time when we create things that endure.