• Posted on June 20, 2011 at 1:18 am

>A while ago I found the following passage on time and today I found a new one that I found also interesting.

TheTree told me – although “told” is not precisely accurate, since the Tree does not exactly speak that it was – is, I suppose – the oldest living thing in the entire world. Ages unnumbered have nourished it, and it stands in absolute serenity in the center of the Vale, shedding years like drops of rain from its widespread leaves. Since it predates the rest of us, and it’s alive, we’re all in some peculiar way its children. The first lesson it taught me – the first lesson it teaches everyone who touches it – was about the nature of time. Time, the slow, measured passage of years, is not exactly what we think it is. Humans tend to break time up into manageable pieces night and day, the turning of the seasons, the passage of years, centuries, eons – but in actuality time is all one piece, a river flowing endlessly from the beginning toward some incomprehencible goal. The Tree gently guided my infant understanding through that extremily difficult concept.

Page 30 Polgara the Sorceress – David and Leigh Eddings

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