Time is a pretend thing. I am supposed to have “time agnosia,” but I think I would prefer to say I am an achronist. As atheists are to God, I am to time. (I am not that way to God.) But time: why do I not feel it passing the way other people do? Not because of any deficiency in me, no! It is because of my awareness of the fact that it is a pretend arbitrary made-up unreal thing that everyone else is accidentally in on together, unwittingly tricking each other, and I: I am like the boy in The Emperor’s New Clothes.
You can tell this is the case because of the “time change.” Governments can tell everyone to dial the clocks back and voila! It is now another time than it would have been. And then they can decide to do that a couple of weeks later than they used to do it, or not, depending on the country and its needs, and then the “time zones” mesh differently. Mmmhm. Sure sounds real to me </sarcasm>.
Why don’t governments decide to change the weather? (Hint: I believe the weather is real.) Yeah, you feel me.