"There is a place where time stands still. Raindrops hang motionless in
air. Pendulums of clocks float mid-swing. ...As a traveler approaches this place
from any direction, he moves more and more slowly. His heartbeats grow farther
apart, his breathing slackens, his temperature drops, his thoughts diminish,
until he reaches dead center and stops. For this is the center of time. From
this place, time travels outward in concentric circles-at rest at the center,
slowly picking up speed at greater diameters.
Suppose time is a circle, bending back on itself. The world repeats itself, precisely, endlessly. For the most part, people do not know they will live their lives over. Traders do not know that they will make the same bargain again and again. Politicians do not know that they will shout from the same lectern an infinite number of times in the cycles of time.
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