Four
This is what she said:
The sun rises and the sun sets; we call this a ‘day’. The moon waxes and the moon wanes; we call this a ‘month’. The Earth makes its great circuit around the sun; we call this a ‘year’. All the rising and setting, the waxing and waning, the making of great circles; we call this a ‘life’. ‘Days’ and ‘months’ and ‘years’ and ‘lives’ are words for the accumulation of our experience; ‘death’ is the word we use to describe our perception that the accumulation ceases. We have made life and death about words, about description. We have described life in terms of ‘time passing’, but, in reality, time does not pass, and therefore life does not pass. We simply choose to perceive life in that way because we prefer to think in words. But what if words are only a part of t
