A WeeBe Querrian Exclusive Interview with Father Time.
Querrian: Hello everybody. We are here today with the one and only timekeeper, Father Time.
Thanks for taking the time to be here today.
Father Time: Well, I have a few minutes to spare.
Querrian: Now the one question everyone has on their minds is: How old are you?
Father Time: As old as time.
Querrian: And how old is that?
Father Time: As old as time.
Querrian: So then when were you born?
Father Time: When time began.
Querrian: And how long ago was that?
Father Time: Let’s just say I’m very old.
Querrian: Ok then, that’s fair. So you’ve been keeping track of time since you were born.
Father Time: That’s correct.
Querrian: Now we sometimes have a tendency to lose track of time. Does that ever happen to you?
Father Time: Well, no. I wouldn’t be doing too good of a job if I did.
Querrian: Yes, that’s true.
Father Time: You see, my job is to keep track of time.
Querrian: Yes.
Father Time: Keep it moving along.
Querrian: So you just keep on ticking. Ha. Keep on ticking, get it?
Father Time: No.
Querrian: Oh. Well then let’s move on.
Father Time: I’m still alive and kicking, if that’s what you mean.
Querrian: Well yes. There you have it.
Father Time: As long as I don’t kick the bucket. Ha. Kick the bucket, get it?
Querrian: Yes. Very funny. So I guess if you were to kick the bucket, we’d all kick the bucket, right? I mean, that would be the end of time.
Father Time: Well, I suppose.
Querrian: Have you ever thought about retiring? I mean, after all these eons, don’t you think it’s about time?
Father Time: With me, it’s always about time. You see, I keep track of time.
Querrian: Yes, but isn’t there a successor or anything?
Father Time: Well, I have a son.
Querrian: Oh, well what about him?
Father Time: You don’t want him keeping track of time.
Querrian: Oh? Why not?
Father Time: He’s not very reliable. He’s always running late.
Querrian: Wow. How about that.
Father Time: Well, you know how kids are.
Querrian: Sure. Now, do you have the ability to travel through time? Sort of a time traveller?
Father Time: Sure, just like you.
Querrian: What do you mean just like me? I can’t travel through time.
Father Time: Sure you can. You are doing it right now.
Querrian: I am?
Father Time: You are travelling through time at the speed of time. Otherwise, you would be stuck at the same time forever.
Querrian: Well, I guess that’s true. Look at me. A time traveller. Now how come I always feel like I don’t have enough time? Can you give me more time?
Father Time: I give everyone an equal share.
Querrian: Fair enough. Now you keep time for all of Mother Earth, correct?
Father Time: Yes. That is correct.
Querrian: So are you guys married?
Father Time: No. Just living together.
Querrian: Oh. For how long?
Father Time: About four and a half billion years.
Querrian: Wow. That long? Shouldn’t it be considered a common law marriage by now?
Father Time: Well, it’s strictly plutonic, you know. We’ve known each other since she was born.
Querrian: Is that right?
Father Time: She makes fun of me because I am older.
Querrian: How much older?
Father Time: Since time began up to the point Mother Earth was formed.
Querrian: Ok. That clears it up. Now do you control this whole space-time continuum?
Father Time: Only time. I don’t know anything about space.
Querrian: So you only control the time, not the space.
Father Time: Yes.
Querrian: Now they say every second counts. Is that right?
Father Time: No.
Querrian: No?
Father Time: No. Seconds don’t count. I count the seconds. There are sixty seconds in a minute. There are eighty-six thousand four hundred seconds in a day.
Querrian: Oh, I see now.
Father Time: Would you like to know how old you are in seconds?
Querrian: Not really.
Father Time: Ok. I don’t tell.
Querrian: Now there have been many people who want to predict the end of time. Do you know when that will be?
Father Time: I cannot say.
Querrian: Does that mean you know but cannot say?
Father Time: I don’t know the future. I just keep counting the seconds as they go by. I keep track and make sure time marches on.
Querrian: Does it always march?
Father Time: Always marching.
Querrian: Not running or jogging?
Father Time: No. Just marching.
Querrian: Ok. Well, will you look at the time. That’s all the time we have. Unless you can give me a bit more.
Father Time: No.
Querrian: Just a bit? A few seconds maybe?
Father Time: No.
Querrian: Well then, I want to thank you for your time. Join me next time for another WeeBe Querrian Exclusive Interview.
How about making some time up?
Father Time: No.
Querrian: Just this one time?
Father Time: No.
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