What is the one physical quantity that can be measured more accurately and precisely than any other and yet can’t be defined in a way that is easily understood?
The answer is Time.
It is a most peculiar thing. There is Planck time (approximately 5.4 x 10^-44 seconds.) Time shorter than that is thought to be undefined, like the pixels on the screens we look at. What happens in a pixel? Nothing that we can see. It simply is. Theoretically, time does not exist in shorter quantities. What happens in those minute moments? We don’t know. A guess might be connections, but wouldn’t that require some time to be established?
Relationships might be an answer. They have no mass, no force, no apparent existence, yet we feel them, and they rule us.
Perhaps the relationships we have (how we stand in relation to others and other things) are higher levels of something much more fundamental and profound.
Without relationships, how do we know that we exist? And why is there only one of us? To me that last is the question that has haunted me since I was small. I wish I knew the answer, and so I search for it.
To me, life without such questions is merely an existence.
Ask big questions. Discover big answers. It certainly beats reading the news.