A Second of Eternity

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There was this fable I heard somewhere about Eternity.  I will do my best to retell it.  A man asks a wise man how long Eternity is.  So the wise man says, picture this high mountain in Farawayastan.  Every hundred years this little bird flies to the top of the mountain and whets its beak on the rock.  So now when the whole mountain is gone one second of Eternity has elapsed.

Now I think I have located that bird, or rather a depiction of it set in stone — I assume since there has been some posthumous recognition of its heroism.  Because it did fly at the appointed times, but the rock was much harder than the material its beak was made of, so the seconds of Eternity were measured, rather painfully, in a way the fable never foresaw.

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