The Present Conumdrum

Present Conundrum
Not a Uniformitarianism
Where is This All Going?

When is This Going to End?

As one of my one-line poems, I wrote the following:

There's no time like the present conundrum.

But what does it mean? Well, it takes the old saying, "There's no time like the present," meaning "Get started now," and adds the uncommon word "conundrum," thereby forcing our attention on the meaning of the word "present."

It's a conundrum, a puzzle.

The past stretches in a line from an indistinct beginning and moves away from us in temporal measure.

The future stretches in a line from some indistinct ending and moves toward us in temporal measure.

The experienced present is not an infinitesimal, for an infinitesimal lacks length, a lack that could be made up for by the space in which we find ourselves.

Spatiality determines our experienced present. We leave one space and step into another, and our experience of time passing occurs in that step, but so long as we remain within a certain space, we experience no passage of time.

I speak alone, based on my own experience only. How do you experience time?