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Time travel is the concept of moving between different points in time in a manner analogous to moving between different points in space. Time travel could hypothetically involve moving backward in time to a moment earlier than the starting point, or forward to the future of that point without the need for the traveler to experience the intervening period (at least not at the normal rate). Any technological device – whether fictional or hypothetical – that would be used to achieve time travel is commonly known as a time machine.
Although time travel has been a common plot device in science fiction since the late 19th century, and the theories of special and general relativity allow methods for forms of one-way travel into the future via time dilation, it is currently unknown whether the laws of physics would allow time travel into the past. Such backward time travel would have the potential to introduce paradoxes related to causality, and a variety of hypotheses have been proposed to resolve them, as discussed in the sections Paradoxes and Rules of time travel below.
"The Man" is a slang phrase that may refer to the government or to some other authority in a position of power. In addition to this derogatory connotation, it may also serve as a term of respect and praise.
The phrase "the Man is keeping me down" is commonly used to describe oppression. The phrase "stick it to the Man" encourages resistance to authority, and essentially means "fight back" or "resist", either openly or via sabotage.
The earliest recorded use[citation needed] of the term "the Man" in the American sense dates back to a letter written by a young Alexander Hamilton in September 1772, when he was 15. In a letter to his father James Hamilton, published in the Royal Dutch-American Gazette, he described the response of the Dutch governor of St. Croix to a hurricane that raked that island on August 31, 1772. "Our General has issued several very salutary and humane regulations and both in his publick and private measures, has shewn himself the Man." [dubious – discuss] In the Southern U.S. states, the phrase came to be applied to any man or any group in a position of authority, or to authority in the abstract. From about the 1950s the phrase was also an underworld code word for police, the warden of a prison or other law enforcement or penal authorities.
Nothing is real
I know this 'cause I made a deal
With the devil
He told me that I was just wasting my time
On the moon
So I flew to the sun
Lost track of my soul on the run
Suffering twelfth degree burns
I learned that the sun was no fun.
So I went back to Earth.
Tripped and fell
in the glorified dirt
Honestly, Gravity sees me as a liability.
So I held my breath.
'Til my soul left my body for dead.
I'll rip through the clouds to
talk with the man in the sky.
I said...
Take this for what it is.
I think you're
A tad pit prejudice
Against
The ones like us that are searching for the answers.
He said...
Kid, you don't know sh-t.
You should go back home and live
In that quiet little town you left behind.
I'm comin' home.
Don't you cry (Don't you cry.)
Im comin' home
Just in time (Just in time.)
I am a fake
A constant go-getter of fate
I lost track of time
I carried my mind on a plate
I seasoned it well
With acid and MDMA
Then I howled at the moon
'till the sun burned out both of my eyes.
So I checked my pulse
Standing there white as a ghost
I lacked a complexion and stabbed my reflection twelve times
So I held my breath....
'Til my soul left my body for dead.
I'll rip through the clouds to
talk with the man in the sky.
I said...
Take this for what it is.
I think you're
A tad pit prejudice
Against
The ones like us that are searching for the answers.
He said...
Kid, you don't know sh-t.
You should go back home and live
In that quiet little town you left behind.
I'm comin' home.
Don't you cry (Don't you cry.)
Im comin' home
Just in time (Just in time.)
I don't know what I've been told
I will sell my soul to rock and roll
I don't know where to go
I have lost control, oh no
I don't know what I've been told
I will sell my soul to rock and roll
I don't know where to go
I have lost control, oh no
I don't know what I've been told
I will sell my soul to rock and roll
I don't know where to go
I have lost control, oh no
I don't know what I've been told
I will sell my soul to rock and roll
I don't know where to go