“Nonsense, I myself am a time traveler. I go only into the future though, one day at a time.”
I too am a time traveler who goes only into the future, but in increments smaller than a day.
Or is that true for either of us? Is time a continuous stream that extends into a future or past we can’t reach?
Perhaps there is no future time to be reached and what we call the future does not exist until we live it.
And if that’s true, how do we know time exists in the past, except in our memories and stories?
Perhaps there is only some sort of eternal “now”, with future time yet to come into existence and past time no longer in existence.
While we’re talking paradoxes...how about Zeno’s paradox? If numbers are infinite, then movement of any kind through any dimension is impossible. Why? Simply because any movement from point A to point B requires me to move through an infinite number of fractional increments. But if the denominator of a fraction is infinite in size, how can anything move?