“Exactly. Time here stopped.” I gave this some thought and then said, “So if there’s no time, nothing ever accumulates?” “Right, where’s there’s no time there’s no accumulation. What looks like accumulation is nothing but a transitory illusion cast by the present. Imagine turning pages in a book. The pages change but the page numbers do not. There’s no logical connection between the new page and the previous one. The scenery around us may change but we’re glued to the same spot.” “An eternal present?” “Exactly. The only time that exists in this town is the present. There is no accumulation.
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