A clearer definition of time Chapter 8a

One day the APS and everyone else will come crawling.  Or maybe not.  I don't expect much of people who are too close minded to realize that they have been on the wrong path for 100 years.  No one should care about what small people think, I only care because it slows me down.
And, of course, I am the bigger man.  Bigger than the aps.  Whatever.

I did 2200 yards today, in the sun.  I reached out to you and you...what?  What happened and what should have happened.
I said what was important, snow, fireplaces, the mountains.
And I don't seem to have any better idea of what is really important than the aps.

What the frick is energy?  How is it tied to speed.

Speed and therefore energy are merely the amount of pre-time change which may be called change outside of a higher compression state
Long before it was clear what was time or energy it became clear that all chnges had to occur at the same rate.  While offset fuse lengths provided some explanations it was not till the definition of time became clear that the rest of the change phenomena became clear.
So what is time.
Time is a frame of information which consists of pre-time changes.  It can be further defined as ct1,2 and 3 net changes creating a dimensional framework which is a quantum bit of time before the next change in these states.  That however is overly simplistic.
The reason for the over-simplification finding is that there is a type of time at ct3 comprised of ct1 and ct2 changes creating a net dimensional ct3 state.  Indeed there are gradients of time with transitional states, so there is a time which is ct1,2, 3 and (for example) ct4t1-5 which creates a quantum bit for ct6 (theorized to be the photon) and another which may be the most important.
The most important is likely ct1,2,3 and ct4t1-6, photonic time; which forms the basis for our view of thermodynamics being a quantum time which could never be fully parsed, because full parsing would involve breakign it down to the ct4t1-5 variety.

Chapter 8a Dark street beside water

Action Captain discloses his fear of land

The captain and Vicky stand on a raised area between two buildings looking over the river, “I wish I could get back to my ship,” the captain says looking towards an area where dockside lights illuminate his vessel.

“It will still be there tomorrow, you need sleep, you look exhausted.’

“I can never relax on land.”

“Why not?”

“You know when I said nothing good ever comes on land?”

“Yes.”  She is looking up at him, her blond hair shining in the streetlights.  The river makes quiet sounds as it moves nearby.

“My parents were killed when they went ashore to show me Nassau when I was a boy.  They were murdered by a robber, right in front of me.  My father tried to explain that he was off of a ship, but the robber didn’t wait to listen, thinking they were rich tourists.”

“That is terrible.”  Vicky has covered her mouth, thinking of this huge man brought so low by a memory.

“It’s terrible, but its not the only things.”

“What?  What else?”
“The boy,” the captain chokes up, “the one who was lost with your student.”

“It is terrible, he and Karen were both lost when that huge cable ripped across the deck.”

“He was my ward, my responsibility.”

“I’m sorry.”

“His parents were killed in an automobile accident, my sister and brother in law.  And I took the boy to sea with me.”

“He was killed on a ship,” Vicky said, immediately regretting it.  “I’m sorry.”

“No, twas not the sea that killed him, twas the bridge joining the two bits of land.”

The captain stared out over the running water, lightening flickered in the sky in the distance.