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This intriguing riddle points to something fundamental to our existence, yet intangible until we give it form. We only truly comprehend its presence and movement when we quantify it. Before the invention of clocks, sundials, and calendars, its passage was a more fluid, unarticulated progression. It is through these ingenious human creations that we assign meaning and structure to its flow, breaking it down into measurable units like seconds, minutes, hours, and years. Without these markers, it remains a continuous, unperceived current.
The second part of the riddle, "yet how you miss me when I have flown," speaks to the universal human experience of its irreversible nature. Once a moment has passed, it is gone forever. This can evoke feelings of nostalgia for cherished memories, regret for missed opportunities, or simply a yearning for a simpler past. The relentless forward march of this phenomenon means that every second that "flies" by is a second we can never reclaim, highlighting its precious and finite quality in our lives.
Beyond its everyday measurement, this concept is a profound element that has fascinated thinkers for millennia. Philosophers and scientists alike have pondered its true nature, from its role as a fourth dimension in the fabric of space-time to its subjective perception, where it can seem to drag during boredom or race during enjoyment. Different cultures have also developed unique ways to track and understand its rhythm, reflecting its fundamental importance to human existence and our understanding of the universe.
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We sound like Eden as a pair. Make us weight, we won't play fair. Sometimes consensus, most times schism. Usually locked away in prism. If by chance you seek, then throw. The serpent sees where we meet low. We carry freight when we meet high, But separate us, and we die.
21Unlike other rulers I am strengthened by neglect. Over my jurisdiction, great taxes I elect. When routine dues are paid, I am weakened severely. Yet if too long delayed, it may cost you quite dearly. My vault is of the flesh, my tellers silver and bone. The upkeep of the kingdom is financed with a loan.
20I have a heart that never beats, I have a home but I never sleep. I can take a mans house and build anothers, And I love to play games with my many brothers. I am a king among fools. Who am I?
19You may think me an actor; people come from all over the world to see me play my role. The play begins like all plays do – the red curtain draws aside, and I come onto the stage. There is one other actor. He is dressed in beautiful, bright clothing. I, however, am entirely naked. There are many acts in this play, in between which the other actor helps me to get dressed before the curtain reopens. He dresses me in colorful piercings and a red coat. The story we tell is a tragedy through dance. My choreography is straightforward, but if he forgets his then the play is over. Either way, I consider this a once in a lifetime performance. What role do I play?
19I'm the end that brings the end, I'm the one that hides. Shackles gird me waist to toe, Sealed in tower I. Ever tasked to make amends, Slowly here I die. My stricken foe you'll never know, His death is met with sigh.
19Twice born but once it dies. A more feline obelisk then a dairy soar. Some to royalty will rise. When seen by many they're adored. What is it?