This is a very important and a very difficult book: important because it aims to persuade us to question the way we perceive reality; difficult because it uses the language of mathematics to do so. If you are not a mathematician or a physicist, therefore, you would at least do well to review your school books. In The End of Time, Julian Barbour, a British mathematician and theoretical physicist, puts forth his theory that it does not exist. He takes pains to assure the lay reader that the math itself will not be completely necessary to understanding, and indeed if one has the patience to persist past inscrutable diagrams and enigmatic equations there is yet much to take away.
A good deal about the history of science is included, from Greek philosopher Heraclitus to Copernicus to Einstein. Some of this history is not widely known about key figures, for example, the quarrel between Newton and Leibniz, the latter with his often mocked notion of “the best of all possible worlds.” The information about how discoveries into the nature of the universe have come about is very helpful in seeing Barbour’s point of view. I was surprised to note how philosophical or even theological questions were so often at the root of inquiries.
We learn that the idea of time being a fabrication is not new; the ancient Greeks debated it. But with science having quarried to the quantum level, where the mechanics of those most infinitesimal particles defies long accepted rules of nature, Barbour argues for a “new revolution in physics,” his subtitle. We need to rethink the foundation of the Newtonian framework of space and time, to question its necessity.
Barbour is courageous, I must say, in attempting to convince us of the nonexistence of time and even of space, being that such a notion of reality challenges our everyday perceptions. He asserts that Newton’s assumptions of absolute time and space became entrenched without adequate examination because the consequent mechanical laws are found to work at observable scales. Now, however, at the quantum scale they do not: particles become waves, influence each other at a distance, occupy two locations simultaneously; effects precede causes.
According to Barbour, physics must now go back and reexamine the foundational concept - the existence of time and space - as it closes in on the ultimate essence of reality, with timelessness increasingly being considered the only solution to the question of quantum weirdness. Barbour sets out to resolve the issues, solve the equations, by eliminating time as a factor, not just at the level of the immeasurably small, but likewise in the universe of quantum cosmology. The laws of nature cannot change at different levels, which fact has been the sticking point in the search for a valid reconciliation of relativity with quantum mechanics - the holy grail of physics since Einstein. Concerning those conundrums springing up at the Planck scale, Barbour suggests that a particle may be seen to become a wave because ultimately the essence of the universe is not particulate, but a matter of wave functions; and where we detect in our large hadron collider that an effect has preceded its cause in defiance of logic, we must suspect that time is not a natural phenomenon but merely an invention. At one level we detect particles, below which are only waves which can appear to be particles; and at one level we perceive a river we call time, while under it is the motionless river bed.
I am not qualified to judge whether Barbour has proven the nonexistence of time, and he admits that timelessness is still theoretical; but I for one and surely many people have an intuitive sense of it. The mere fact that we never actually feel it move is suggestive. His description of a timeless state is thought provoking: a reality of sequential “nows” replacing the river of time, with no past or future, where all being is created in each instant - no big bang. These instants change imperceptibly, leaving twin delusions of the persistence of objects in the short term and the passage of time in the long run. A Buddhist, particularly of the Zen school, would find himself perfectly at home in the strange land Barbour dubs “Platonia,” a timeless place, where infinite and amazing configurations encompass at once the entire potentiality of the universe. That motionless river bed, as I see it, is surely “the path on which there is no coming or going,” the very same revealed by the Buddha, without benefit of math or scientific instrumentation. Buddhism embraces the timeless state of ultimate reality, in which temporal forms come forth from voidness, deluding us as to their substantiality and permanence. Given the congruity, or at least compatibility, of the author’s vision with its precepts, I am very surprised that Buddhism is not even in the index.
Science has long since persuaded us that things are not as our senses perceive them. With the microscope, the telescope, the electron-microscope, the particle accelerator, we know that perception is clearly a matter of scale. That is Barbour’s message in The End of Time. At present we have no access to the ultimate level, to reveal it through experiment. Has he been able to demonstrate it mathematically? I cannot say, but would only observe that the eye cannot see itself. Whatever science may study as an object cannot claim the status of ultimate, simply because it has left the scientist, the observer, outside of it, as in a hall of infinitely reflecting mirrors.
It was a rough slog wading through this book. I did considerable underlining, and will surely be going back to study those sections for years to come. As I attempt to wrap my mind around the fantastical, mind bending concept of timelessness, I envision myself a time capsule on the landscape of Platonia, where the blue mist has settled. Leave it to a Brit to be at once abstruse and fanciful in the same ouvre!