I wake up in the morning. I’m making coffee. I think that the day for most people has a movement: it starts from the beginning, which leads to development, to a climax, and then a person says goodbye to his day to come the next one. We can say that this cycle follows the path of light. From little to more light, to more light, to less light, and then to no light at all. A process that occurs because we humans observe with “instruments”, we have a causal relationship in all this movement, and therefore our work, our walks, our thoughts, when we live a more practical life, are usually affected and follow that same movement. . But I’ll leave that for now and dive into my reading.

Let’s say it’s 10:00 am… My studies continue because something strange happens to me over time. At the same time, all three of its dimensions are involved: past, future and present. What gives us the feeling that one event precedes another is that we have a memory of the previous one. No matter how strange it may sound, to live and see things through the prism of non-memory (as far as possible) can, with a little tension and perversion of the mind and intuition, make you suspect, grope, come to terms with the paradox and be inspired by this. Thus time disappears and becomes one with space; within a day, only events occur that do not belong to any particular moment in the flow of time, as we know it. Some of these may be my disastrous culinary endeavors that result in a half-baked meal, a walk in the sun, or a casual conversation about some upcoming musical collaboration.

It’s already 12:00 and I’m still studying. My sense of the passage of time gets confused, and many times when it’s daytime, everything I do gives me the impression that it’s daytime or evening, and vice versa. Phrasing the blues, I don’t know if I’m playing now, before or after. Maybe it’s “now”, which immediately becomes “before” and includes “after” … But maybe a little differently.

14.00

It’s noon, but I don’t feel like it’s noon or that I should take a break. I put my energy into study and research. After all, my time is often determined by my mood. Sometimes it flows very quickly, and sometimes slowly. Sometimes it looks thick, sometimes thin. Sometimes rough, sometimes soft. Then an event comes along and it looks like it’s coming from the future, and then it unfolds and I don’t realize that I’m also in a possible past, and then it turns into something in the present. I cook light meals and share them alone or with a group.

“My sense of the flow of time is confused, and many times when it’s daytime, everything I do gives me the impression that it’s noon or that it’s evening, and vice versa.”

The time when I am usually in class. Dedicated to students and teachers. Twenty-four hours of the “cycle” when what I intend to do, I do! It happens either within one day, or after two days, or this feeling extends to more. The days when I am not doing practical daily activities go something like this. However, the ones I have to deal with are leaking within an hour. Today is one of them. I also have a rehearsal later, I don’t want to be late.

I make it to rehearsal on time! It’s just that there are very few such days and, often, not even whole ones… However, I like to play with space-time through music. Our rehearsal is productive and can give me a lot.

Fatigue comes. I go to my bed. The body is tired, but I manage to read a few lines of something that I think will give me food in my sleep. Because sleep and dreams are part of life. The truth is that within such a fluid feeling, I don’t know how to fit the notion of hours and their flow. All I can say is that my day ultimately consists of music, philosophy, theoretical physics, walking the dog, hanging out with friends, cooking, and my partner’s company.

Arionas Giftakis performs on Monday, August 1 with jazz pianist Enrico Pieranunzi at the Kalamata Dance Hall as part of the 6th Kalamata International Music Days 2022 festival.