Friday, April 18, 2008

The space I occupy

I used to be really fascinated by the question of what happened to the space I occupy as I walked along a street

Obviously ‘I’ occupy - fill up - the bit of space I am in right now. But I must have displaced something

As I walk along what happens to the space I was in a moment ago? It must fill up with something. But not, presumably, exactly the same as it was before I passed through

Will the shape of the space be exactly what it was before I shifted it around?

Do I leave recognisable traces (not just DNA) which one day science may be able to detect?



For silence needs a shape in which to sink - Elizabeth Jennings