A brief experiment
 

I'm going to conduct a brief experiment. I'm going to ask everyone an open ended question, and I shall be interested to see all of your responses.

What is always moving...but never goes anywhere?



My first response is a clock...that's the "answer" to the question when it's presented as a riddle. On a deeper level, though, I feel that my answer represents time itself - time marches ever onward...and yet...it feels like everything is the same. The same mistakes are made. The same martyrs rise and fall. The same causes are taken up and then forgotten. We constantly move forward, but how far have we really come? I don't think we've come very far at all...and maybe that's our own fault. Not for lack of change itself...but for lack of anything tangible or substantial to change.

You'll have to pardon me...I'm having an existential night.

Blood. Pumping throughout one's body, it always moves but goes nowhere besides one's body; whenever blood does go elsewhere, it doesn't exactly move anymore.

Time? It does seem to go somewhere.. Either to the end of the universe or the more traditional apocalypse. Now general human society, on the other hand, seems more fitting for your description and I suppose I'm having an existential night too, as I'm feeling that not much has changed, that this new century we've entered is just the same as all the others, just coated with different names. War on terror... What were the Crusaders doing, what was the calvary attacking on the frontier?

Arg sorry, must stay on topic..

Mankind.

After all, regardless of how much we move, and we move quite a bit, we never go anywhere. There is, quite simply, no where to go given our current level of technology.

Sadly, this is a pretty basic answer for a guy what has a degree in philosophy, but I am having a Literal Night.

me.


today, i was dead
tomorrow, i was dead
yesterday, i will probably still be dead

there's just so little room for improvement, eh?

History. It is ever changing ( moving ) but always the same. It is our collective past.

I'm really enjoying your responses. ASDF, as well as anyone else, feel free to hijack the topic, as long as you can bring it around to the original topic. I'd love to hear what is going on in your minds as you think and type in this thread.

what never changes
like the ticking, fucking,clock.

Haiku for one thing.

You bring the battle
To a different, new front
I say: Just bring it.

hehe...

[Edited to make the rhythm correct]

Go on you bastard
Like nothing ever really
mattered to your guts.

What about a hamster in an excerise wheel?

Oh man, wrong response
The topic changed to haiku
Embarassed am I

I spent the evening at the beach last night, and "water" is what comes to mind as something always moving, but never really going anywhere.

Waves, tides, and currents in the oceans keep the water in constant motion. Rivers carry water to the sea, but clouds drag it back again.

Water is in a continuous loop, and through its movement is part of what sustains life on this planet.

air.

it's always present and permeates and surrounds all items in the world.

I was going to say Jello but since I have time for a longer answer I'll say ambition. I guess saying that never goes anywhere is a bit pessimistic but the argument I'm looking for is somewhere in the thought that you never truly achieve your "Ambition" maybe one component of it but if you achieve everything what is left?

OK - I'll stick with jello.

The Earth. We're traveling millions of miles per hour... hurling through space... where are we going? No where...

- side note -

I'm a little dissapointed in this thread. I thought from the topic it was going to be something about an underwear experiment. :(

women:

they were crazy, are crazy, and i see no reason for them to change anytime soon.

The <i>Oprah</i> show.

Always (well, okay... <i>sometimes</i>) moving. Goes nowhere.

my romantic past.
moved mountains, yet i stayed still.
and alone.

*gets another glass of red*

Time.

Anything rotating is moving, but it's not really going anywhere. Unless you look a specific part of it.

I would have also accepted butter, or that butter that's not butter, but it taste sooooooooooo much like butter that you just can't believe it.

my answer was time =\

the mind.

always working, moving, twining into and out of theories and cerbral exercise, but will always be situated in the brain, which -- at this point in time -- can't move from one's head.

Hmm...always moving, but never going anywhere.

Some of the answers I see are pretty amusing and startling.

Is there a thread somewhere around here that will prove to me that time moves?

If you're on planet Earth, you're moving and going somewhere at the same time. This includes your brain. As for the mind? How does the mind move? Speaking of that, where is my mind?

Umm..............an escalator?..........................Yeah...............an escalator.

Well technically space and time are one and the same.

So if you think space doesnt move...

:D

Re: A brief experiment
 

The Jerry Springer Show.




If you have watched it, I don't need to explain :p

War.

Making love. Only to make it again. Only to again. Always different. Always the same.

The wheel is turning but the hamster is dead?

Art is always (well, generally speaking) moving (in an emotional sense) . . but doesn't move anywhere . . .

Time was my initial response as well. Besides, Einstein says all movement is relative right? The earth hurtling through space might as well be standing still for all we notice.

haha we are always moving (in space on earth etc..) but we never really go anywhere.

on a different not, feeling, we have different feeling about the same thing at differnt times, it's the same thing, nothing has changed (besides us).

I would answer time as well... I have heard this riddle before.

Time, flowing like a river
Time, beckoning me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river
To the sea

Goodbye my love, Maybe for forever
Goodbye my love, The tide waits for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea

Till it's gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

Goodbye my friends, Maybe forever
Goodbye my friends, The stars wait for me
Who knows where we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea

Till it's gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

Released 1980
Produced by Alan parsons

My fat ass, I sit in front of the computer for hours but I never seem to get anywhere...