Is it possible that time is simply a misplaced analogy of space and movement? That we assume a fourth dimension because of the other three? After all, if nothin

Is it possible that time is simply a misplaced analogy of space and movement? That we assume a fourth dimension because of the other three? After all, if nothing actually disappears (conservation of energy) but merely changes form (entropy) then the atoms that made up Shakespeare and Mozart are still here. It is the information (structure) that is lost. In this sense, there is and has only ever been a 'now' of ever-shifting forms, and our propensity to talk about time as a dimension (with forward and backward movement) might be a projection of our tendency to imagine spatially.