The above title is Timaeus’ description of time, and I don’t know if it makes much sense, but found it to be beautiful. For seminar tonight we’re discussing Plato’s account of the creation and order of the cosmos in the words of Timaeus, which is also the name of the work. I like it a good deal — much of it is quite beautiful, perplexing, and ingenious. As is to be expected from a pagan philosopher, it’s also quite wrong. Not so wrong as it could be — nothing is ever so wrong as it could be — but wrong nonetheless. I prefer it to a number of books that are closer to being right (most modern popular Christian books, for instance), but are not so beautiful.
At the creation of the world Iluvitar says to the Valar *caugh* I mean the Demiurge says to the gods:
Gods, those gods whereof I am the artificer and those works whereof I am the father are indissoluble save with my consent. Now although whatever bond has been fastened may be dissolved, yet it were the work of an evil being to will the dissolution of what has been well fitted together and is in good condition. Therefore, although you, having come into being not immutable and indissoluble altogether, nevertheless you shall not be dissolved nor incur the doom of death, finding my will a bond yet stronger and more sovereign than those wherewith you were bound together when you came into being. (Timeus 41 A, B)