Five more minutes
Five more minutes
“Five more minutes,” said Man to his Creator, before descending to Earth. “Five more minutes,” said Man to the Other as he prepared to descend to Earth and connect religion with nature.
Of course, he didn’t know what “time” meant. He still doesn’t know, which is why he uses clocks and time zones. Otherwise, he would be so confused, so utterly disoriented, that he wouldn’t know if five minutes were enough to settle into his new home, Earth.
On the other hand, the Creator paid no attention to time. He knew its concept in every detail, just as a good scientist knows mathematics, yet he did not attach any importance to the concept itself. He considered it so insignificant, so small and trivial, that it wasn’t even worth his while to concern himself with it by explaining it to Man.
Only in moments when he felt sorry for him did he try to admonish him with kind and good-hearted remarks over time. Only in those moments did He give time—literally, this time—to nature to bloom, to the sun to rise, to the sun to set, to the past to fade away, and to the future to arrive.
“My God, grant me this,” Man would say to the Creator. “Let me pass these exams,” he would say, for example, more specifically, in moments of despair and hopelessness. But the Creator, despite the temples and the prophets, refused to reveal the path of time. And so, He gave man a purpose: to live, building monuments, temples, and churches, believing in eternal life.
But humankind began to transcend the concept of time. It came to understand difficult and profound concepts such as space, astrophysics, nuclear physics, and medicine. And in doing so, it was no longer concerned only with itself and its relationship with the Creator.
But just before his end came, he whispered, “Five more minutes,” and cried, just as a child cries, asking his mother to let him play a little longer on the playground. But here, we have two things: The child will play again, but the day will also come when it will be his last time, and he won’t have realized it.
So too does Man ask for time to make amends, to rebuild, to grow, and to repent. From what? From the things he believed he would do throughout his eternal life. And the irony is that he believes he’ll manage to do it all in five minutes.
Broken relationships, psychologically traumatized people, generational traumas, and past mistakes haunt humanity, which is anything but foolish.
And that is why he built temples, erected monuments, and created all manner of celebratory frameworks. To ask for just five more minutes. And even if some are completely at peace and accept the concept of mortality, they cannot help but fear the unknown. That which humanity sought to avoid from the very beginning: oblivion.
Because make no mistake, Man knew that if he came down to Earth, he would be forgotten. He would lose the Creator’s power and favor. And no, he wasn’t influenced by Woman.
He was influenced by his own nature, which demanded five more minutes. Because he knew what would follow. He knew that the serpent was not the real temptation, but his own creation. Not the Creator. His creation. His inability to perceive time correctly. That is why he invented clocks.
And then, when the Creator sent him to Earth, he was led into oblivion. Like two strangers who never met. Each was left with his own perception of time. And only later, when Man began to fear, did he start searching again for his connection with the Creator.
But the funny thing is, he never left this place. He never left Paradise; hell or time were never created. It was simply Man’s delusion and his will to imagine that created exotic and magical places.
And out of fear of equating God with the God-Man, God with Man, and God with temptation, you see this photograph. But wait for the best part: Those 5 more minutes haven’t come yet. Even though the clock says they’ve passed.
