“The simplest answer is often the best”
—or words to that effect.
Simple is good.
AND TO NOT DIGRESS
I have my theory wrt Time Travel, namely: ’tain’t possible*.
Now, get thee to U-toobe—there you will find no end of (some of ’em quite convincing) clips of Time Travellers caught in the act.
Human OOPARTs, in fact.
“Mr Argus, Sir?”
“Yes, Little Virginia~”
“What’s an ‘Oopart’?”
“Acronymically speaking, it’s an Out Of Place Artefact, Ma’am.”
“If they discovered an undiscovered tomb in the Valley Of The Kings, Child; and on breaking the seals wandered in to find an iPad in the mummy’s grip—that would be an OOPART. The iPad, not the mummy.”
SO WITH A CLEAR CONSCIENCE
I state again—
—that any such imagery is simply at best a misunderstanding or (at human-naturest) an attempt to deceive.
(and never shall be.)
Not unless God rewrites the laws, which of course would mean Him going back to beyond the Big Bang itself and starting over. (God being omnipotent it should present no problems.)
And now, a frivolous point germane to this issue—
—in the ‘time’ it took you to read this, how far through space has this entire planet shifted? And your location on the surface of this spinning orb? (Even just sitting at your desk you’ve covered a few miles.)
So: what …
… would it take in mathematical sums to calculate just the vectorage to get you back (say) one teensy weensy little hour?
Goof even a wee bit of a minifraction and you’ll need a space-suit, or a shovel with a long handle—ya gotta be precise; just one squillionth of an inch of error and quite a few of your molecules will be arguing furiously with foreign molecules over who has rights of possession to the co-ordinates you’re now in—and I don’t think yours will win.
for some reason I keep thinking of these things—
… effectively irrelevant but that’s my wandering mind for you.
* Other than going forwards …