And now dear friend, I shall ask you to consider it possible to travel back through time upon the sedan chair of the imagination, so
passing through an infinite number of moments to at last settle into a
clear picture of what it is Zeno is saying, moreover with
true proverbialness. We move back from one moment to the next, but only
to encounter another moment, so on forever, as the number of moments is
infinite, and thus the proverbialness we seek remains perpetually an
unobtainable carrot at the end of an infinitely long stick.
(Kind thanks to Professor Hodges for allowing me to derive from his theoretical work on one-line poems the neologism "Zenoic Proverbialness.")
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Preparing to Meet Zeno |
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