Probably many mortals have a feeling akin to Ben Jonson when he wrote, "O, for an engine to keep back all clocks." Yet clocks do not make time. They only measure the division of it, called a day. Time would persist after them, even as it came before them. Men of the stone age had no clocks, but they had some sense of time in days, seasons, years. Time is mental. As Mary Baker Eddy defines it in "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" (pp. 598, 599), "Time is a mortal thought, the divisor of which is the solar year."
Time—"a mortal thought"! Let us remember this revealing classification, and put the bugaboo time just where it belongs. Let us claim our dominion over it and its divisor, the year. Surely we are outgrowing the willingness to be dictated to by "a mortal thought."
Time is inherent in the material, mortal mind, and nowhere else. It is no more substantial than this false mind, and is got rid of, with all its accompanying limitations, as this mind is overcome through understanding the allness of the timeless Mind that is God.
