the rolling ball, and the cheeseburger..
to get the ball rolling, change is a major problem to handle logically. motion, for example, seems to be a seemless transition from place to place, yet it may be reducible to infinitely small, yet seperate states that would be to us, the observer as frozen snapshots. of course physics tells us that is not the case and there is no such thing as "frozen snapshots". but then , those bozos are just as confused about things as we do, having proven to the world that the more you know about locality, the less you know about trajectory.
is a half rotten apple still an apple?
is blood dripping from a nose bleed, actually flowing?
is an uncooked egg whipped in a bowl an omlette?
is a penny saved truly a penny earned?
now we go to the restaurant sketch. the waiter delivered said meal, say a cheesburger, curly fries, and a soda.
you look at the splendor upon your table and become changed. your moderate hunger has turned to an emotional equivalent of the core collapse of a class IIb blue giant star.
you are clearly not the same as you were a monent ago.
you set upon the meal sending it into the event horizon. bit by bit you took it all in. the cheeseburger could not reach escape velocity.
now it is gone. so are the fries, the tiny dollop of salad and the soda. a cursory check would reveal some crumbs, and you collect them as well.
now, change again is occuring, you feel better about things. you have less fears about the melting glaciers or the over fished oceans, and microplastics in the food chain. why, this is madness!! you begin to see it all as an opportunity, rather than a disaster. all those plump balugas that will be much easier to spot, now that they have no ice to hide them.
you have underwent change.
but so has the burger. it was, at a certain point of its history, a series of ingredients; a cow, cheese , a nice piggy (oh, there was bacon, of course there was!!). some mustard flowers, a head of lettuce, a tomato, seseme, wheat, yeast, salt, sugar, water, strychnine...
and these fine ingredients where themselves a result if changes, upon changes upon changes, going back to that fateful moment, the the universe came to be, and immidietely stopped being as it was-it too changed.
and now the food, or its aggregated, historically formed constituants are gone. at least as they were just recently. changed into a soup of masticated solids, in a wash of acids and enzymes, which also were derived through change..
now the waiter approcheth. he sees that you are finished and inquires if you would require anything else. obviously, this is a trick question. you are not required to eat any more, though you could do another burger or ten. no. he is hinting, subtly that you either order more stuff, or ask for the bill, because this is the lunch hour, and they woukd like to seat other patrons, after they cleaned the upholstery.
this hint, has not been unnoticed by you, and now you undergo more change: do i feel the existential need to have more food, or perhaps a drink, OR shoukd you ask for the bill? you are clearly not the same as you were a moment ago, as doubts and schemes wash over your conciencness. you might even become resentful that the waiter has chosen to imply things rather than to speak directly. perhaps you will do well to add more possibilities, such as spitefully staying for another few hours, and ordering only water.
such changes you have gone through, and more to come, because you are EVENTUALLY presented with the bill. it is now that you face the greatest of the questions: the bill is in a way a formal contract, between you and the restaurant, where they provide you with goods and YOU provide them with money.
however this is a problem: as we established, the person you are at the moment is certainly not equal to the person that ordered the hamburger and soda. it could be that you are not that person at all.
it could be that whoever had ordered the hamburger , was presented not with a hamburger, with cheese and lovely, lovely bacon, but with iingredients that were merely formed into a hamburger. if that is true the owners of the restaurant had promissed something that they could not possibly deliver-a hamburger that is NOT mere ingredients that were subjected to change. that would be a case of gross false-advertising! moreover, you are asked to pay the restaurant a price, in either electronic or physically acceptable legal tender. however here again is another crisis, because the money that you are supposed to hand over is certainly a result of change, and soon should be subjected to more change as it ceases to be one of your possessions and becomes the owners. clearly you are asked to transfer ownership which something that is not the same as giving them YOUR money!!
morally, you feel outraged that the transfer of unchanged goods in exchange for your personal posessions did not only fail to include you, presently in the transaction, but it involved fraud, false advertising, and is not even possible!!
the waiter himself, you can see has undergone change. he is certainly, not the same as he was when he took your order, if that even occured. he is now upset, that you are "making trouble" for him, and is legitimately worried that the whole social contract, onwhich society is based is about to come apart at the seams. while this is not your concern, you can't help be sympathetic to the anxiety of the waiter, and at the same time feel caution in admitting fault , and struggle to discerne the motivation of this individual, who through personal changes has come to collaborate so eagerly with rhe fraudulent owner.
what is to be done then?
when will a solution present itself?
will you possibly be YOU when such a solution appear?