On space, time, consciousness and free will: the strange statue.
Nothing moves in the complete state-matrix of space-time, the one that spans all space, all time, and any more dimensions we may need to model reality as accurately as we can. In that space, all reality is one giant, still statue, exploding out from its root at the big bang. We are outside “our” time in this view, remember, and looking at all of it at once, from bang to bust. Still and silent, that is, except when a consciousness executes its inalienable right to the expression of its free will. And at the instant (in our view of time) of that expression of will, the entire state-statue changes shape, save the one tiny slice of that instant, within our notion of time. An odd notion you say?