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Chronology (from Latin chronologia, from Ancient Greek χρόνος, chronos, "time"; and -λογία, -logia) is the science of arranging events in their order of occurrence in time, such as the use of a timeline or sequence of events. It is also "the determination of the actual temporal sequence of past events".
Chronology is part of periodization. It is also part of the discipline of history, including earth history, the earth sciences, and study of the geologic time scale (see Prehistoric chronologies below).
Chronology is the science of locating historical events in time, basically a time line and is distinct from, but relies upon chronometry or timekeeping, and historiography, which examines the writing of history and the use of historical methods. Radiocarbon dating estimates the age of formerly living things by measuring the proportion of carbon-14 isotope in their carbon content. Dendrochronology estimates the age of trees by correlation of the various growth rings in their wood to known year-by-year reference sequences in the region to reflect year-to-year climatic variation. Dendrochronology is used in turn as a calibration reference for radiocarbon dating curves.
[Father Aurelius:]
What did you think
When you turned against the nature?
You broke the rules, the law that the Gods created
How can you say
That your science is the savior?
You can't bring back all the things that faded
Don't forget the words.
„Everything is fixed and you can't change it"
Why do you believe
In a false imagination?
You should know the time is not your servant
Don't be so proud
Of your terrible creation!
It's madness to believe that you can rule it
Don't forget the words.
„Everything is fixed and you can't change it"
You're leaving all the world behind
For making real your dream
But I'm afraid you have to fall
I wish that I could hold you back
But you don't hear my scream
Out there you'll be alone
No one to call – to save you
What did you think
When you turned against the nature?
You broke the rules, the law that the Gods created
Don't be so proud
Of your terrible creation!
It's madness to believe that you can rule it
You're leaving all the world behind
For making real your dream
But I'm afraid you have to fall
I wish that I could hold you back
But you don't hear my scream
Out there you'll be alone