When does anything happen? It always happens now. And so there is a succession of fresh nows, and since now cannot rest it is only in place after it is already past and gone. But on closer inspection the past is only now as well, it inhabits a region of the now as 'former-now', the dowager now with its own palace. Thus the now which at first seemed to be a pure mathematical point is actually revealed as a capacious space which somehow both stands still and flows, and the now is a point inside the now. This is an infinite regression, certainly, but of a special kind, or perhaps only an idea of one which once having been tried out can't be shaken off. The deeper one looks into it the more there is this fury of ideas, of implicit theorising. In this respect the now works like the I. There is an I inside the I endlessly, just as there is a now inside the now. Not because there really is, but because thought experiences the same short-circuit when it come into proximity of these ideas. There can't be two such nodal points, two singular points, both on the inside of the inside. They must be equivalent, and hence interchangeable or translatable, which means that all the phenomenology that belongs to one must belong to the other, but possibly rotated to that it is unrecognisable at first. The subjectivity of the I and the objectivity of the now are the same surface viewed from different sides.