Unlike space and residence the path is everflowing. Its essence is movement, restlessness, flux. It has a utopian side. ”The path is the mark of infinitive distance. It sets the static landscape in motion towards the horizon” (Linschoten).The flowing character of the path reinforces our sense of the flow of time.” When we stand, we stand in Heraclites River. When we walk, we ourselves become a river, a drop in this river, a piece3 of wood floating upon it. It is probably fear that always starts us moving again, fear of being washed away, of being submerged. Standing, time roils past our bodies like floodwaters around the piers of a bridge. Moving the passage of time becomes endurable”(Rosei).