Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.
Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.
And time itself? Time was a never-ending medium that stretched into the future and the past - except there was no future and no past, but an infinite number of brackets, extending either way, each bracket enclosing its single phase of the Universe.
It would seem to me that by the time a race has achieved deep space capability it would have matured to a point where it would have no thought of dominating another intelligent species.
We said, there's another second gone, there's another minute and another hour and another day, when, as a matter of fact the second or the minute or the hour was never gone. It was the same one all the time. It had just moved along and we had moved with it.
We thought all the time that we were passing through time when we really weren't, when we never have. We've just been moving along with time.
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