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Friday, February 28, 2014

The Zeno-Socrates dialogs Chapter 11 (of 17)

Zeno's paradoxes as the predecessor of all hologram theory: The Zeno-Socrates dialogs:
The Zeno-Socrates dialogs
Chapter 11
By Exia, a servant in Zeno's house and future grandmother to Eudoxus of Cnidus.
The Trial of Zeno's paradox: Part 1
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Inside slaves were waving fans to get the air to circulate and remove some of the discomfort which did nothing to improve Zeno’s outlook. The hall was enormous, the walls so far apart, the columns so great and many, and the ceilings so tall and elegantly painted that one could not take it all in.


At the front was a raised dais occupied by a throne and several rows of executioners, soldiers and solicitors of various types and in various garb. There was a full docket.


Many there were who upon the courts passing of sentence went with soldiers and/or executioners to a well guarded door to one side and a happy few who left from the same door they came in.


As the day wore on it got steadily warmer and the sentences seemed to get stiffer. Despite the heat, a growing crowd gathered as spectators. At first Zeno thought they were coming to watch the sentencing of the accused, but he soon realized from a stolen whisper here and a look there that they had come for his trial. Their appearance seemed to increase the aggravation of Draco who had started severe but collected, but in view of the crowds had turned quite red and heated. He looked over at P who rolled his eyes towards Socrates who was actually laughing in the back with Solon and several groupies who had come for the show. “Doesn't he realize that they are here to see him burned at the stake?” Zeno asked.


At last, Draco whispered to one of the officers nearby who who stood and in a stentorian voice said, “I am stentor, the court's bailiff. The other defendants are to go home except those who are detained in chains...” Zeno let out a breath he had not known he was holding. He would live for another day, perhaps an earthquake would destroy the city or at least swallow him up...”except for those here for the trial of Zeno,Parmenides and Socrates.”


He gasped.

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