From the cradle to the grave every human experience or thought is wrapped, inextricably locked, in the enigmatic embrace of space and time. In fact, nothing has meaning to us unless so clothed. There is nothing with which man is more familiar, and about which, at the same time, he is more ignorant, baffled or lost in wonderment. Ever since he first turned his face from the clod, this wonderment and bewilderment have persisted. The Ancients were sufficiently intrigued by it to study and philosophize about it. In Plato’s Idealism, a solipsistic fallacy in sense perception, space and time were cast in the leading roles. This strange duality— imponderable, intangible, elusive coordinator of our senses—is as close and familiar to us and equally as baffling as the miracle of life itself.