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They don't belong anywhere. They are mathematical metaphors that disclose the physical dimensions of "nothing". Common-sense "conceits" that never seem right or wrong. Everywhere simplicity is undermined by intricacy, clarity undermined by complexity, and order undermined by tension. By abstracting regressive time notions into solid or specific objects, the "uncanny" mood of unavailable pasts and entropic futures come to mind. Time's direction becomes a progression, within a terminal shape that is immobile. The gaze of the eye cannot hold to the limits of te object because te pattern is "unreadable". The thinking behind the object is unknown. For a split-second all "time-netions" seem stable, but one's memory is soon abolished by the object. The past, present,