Eris

The impossibility of now.
A bit of a stopper in the path of the endless drivel generated about ‘uncertainty’ is that the probability of the string of events delineated to have allegedly lead up to any given sense of ‘now’ are vanishingly improbable. However something had to happen. The notion that the ‘something’ being contemplated is seperate from the total ‘something’ occuring everywhere at once in an ‘infinite’ universe is an artifact of human limited capacities both sensory and conceptual. To attach any universal importance to it is ludicrous in the extreme.
I think I just arrived at existentialism by a rather novel route.