I've always seen New Year's Eve as a sort of event horizon, like it's relativistic namesake, a boundary in spacetime.It's almost as if all lifeforms on Earth are entering the event horizon of a mysterious black hole each New Year's Eve, one time zone at a time.
Sure, the concept of time and the measurement of such may be a construct of Man but we have seen the results of the effects of what we perceive as Time on life through the millennia, through the eons, through the ages.
The evolution of life through Time has defined who we are, not only as a species, but as a part of our eco-system as a whole.
So, as I prepare to enter a new year, though I fully recognize the delineation of the construct of the New Year as solely a devise of mankind, I try to imagine it is somehow a boundary agreed upon by the Earth, the Galaxy and the Universe. It is perhaps an appeasement or placation of the human desire for order and structure and meaning, in what is surely a normally chaotic reality.
And in reverence for what may be the diplomatic courtesy bestowed to us merely insignificant organisms in this far-flung corner of a rather ordinary and unimpressive galaxy, by a pan-universal consciousness, I witness in awe the beauty of existence and the fortune I possess in order to experience it in all it's glory...
For yet another year.
With Best Wishes to All, Happy 2009.