If we assume time is infinitely divisible, we can neither age nor move; and if we assume there’s a minimal chunk, an atom or pixel of time something occupies, then again no thing moves, no thing changes, because continuity is broken, and its new manifestation is just that, something entirely new. Each sliver of being is imprisoned in a minuscule eternity of space-time. Or, to put it slightly differently, we can focus on a particle, or we can focus on its movement, but if we want to see both simultaneously, we can’t.
