The moments stand unchanging in a line and the now passes from each to the next illuminating its features and making them glow, each in its time. There is nothing more real than the now and the moments accommodate and assume that reality imparting it to their visions and predicaments. And so the way the world looks and its subject seem for that golden moment to be as real as it can be and then a moment later just the opposite. If there is such motion its frame can be reversed and you would be stationary within the now and the shining faces of the moments would glide monotonously by.