Enlightenment And The Dishes

Andre Philippe Laisney
3 min readJan 1, 2023

Just a random pastime

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“My” thoughts on time and space are borrowed from all of humanity. We say that “Change is inevitable”, but we also say that “Some things change and some things never do”. Perhaps time, like the dishes, is “real” in a way, and “not real” in a way.

This idea can be superimposed upon the model of an animal physically composed of a multitude of living cells where the cells are born and die but the animal persists. Then we can overlay that idea upon a species and say that individual people are born and die yet humanity persists.

The egoist is one small individual cell within the body of humanity who believes that he(she, etc.) is the big deal. This is true, but only in a way. Each wolf is every wolf, in a way. A lot of things are like that despite the fact that we tend to be certain of the absolute truth of our own personally embodied “truths”.

Perhaps there is more to “us” than we understand. Perhaps there is an aspect that comes and goes and another aspect which never does. Some things of time, but also timeless being. That which is, and that which becomes.

Perhaps time is like the distances between things. Distance is a “thing” that both is a thing, but also is not a thing. Perhaps time is “real”, but only to the things of time, the things wrapped in their own personal allotment of time.

The question “what is time?” deals with the nature of the separation of things, but not of only some things, of all things, and “all things” means one thing. Time separates the “one thing” that is “everything” from itself. Such an apparently paradoxical “separation” would be very easy to misinterpret.

The nature of time is certainly up for debate!

I have written a dry, logical definition of “time” as the motion of matter caused by the inability of matter to cling to a location within the infinitely divisible arena of spatial distance, but here and now I would like to offer a more poetic reflection…

We awaken to find ourselves lost in time and space, at once somewhere quite specific, and yet also nowhere in particular.