The beauty of it all is in the detail, along with the devils that drive the mistakes, so in looking at life from beyond the sunset it shouldn't be hard to see where it all went, this Time we were given, and make sense of the patterns we wove as we walked.
Returning from SQM where physicists talked about quarks and shared some humour with me, I took note in all seriousness - the fire driving new physics seems in danger of being quenched by hard reluctance to share principles at hand, instead to guard one's niche against 'different science', relying on constraints and 'renormalisation' to get rid of unwanted complications - something we can't do in the real world unless we streamline our directional attention.
Get to the link behind the picture and scroll to Paragraph 6 - that should be enough to let you know what I mean.
Returning from SQM where physicists talked about quarks and shared some humour with me, I took note in all seriousness - the fire driving new physics seems in danger of being quenched by hard reluctance to share principles at hand, instead to guard one's niche against 'different science', relying on constraints and 'renormalisation' to get rid of unwanted complications - something we can't do in the real world unless we streamline our directional attention.
Get to the link behind the picture and scroll to Paragraph 6 - that should be enough to let you know what I mean.
Over on the Dot Net site, this post was written in response to caged attitudes - they're unhelpful at best, destructive at worst, and do nothing to further the evolution of thought we should be enjoying by now. The world as we know it has been savaged by money and we face an apocalypse within most of our lifetimes. Amid this tide of potential disaster, some of us are steadfast on paths we didn't choose, not making much money and not worrying that we can't afford things, able to pay for what we need and knowing that's good enough, wishing the ones holding the power would wake up to what could be done but resigned to the fact that it's probably much too late anyway, because there's no sign of anything slowing up that earns someone with far too much an extra few bucks.
 | Life isn't about the money, and it's not about the time, either - one is an addiction and the other an illusion. Love and fear are forces of emotion akin to the strong and weak forces of nature, in which the weak force is by far the longest-reaching and most powerful, while the strong is only strong in close proximity where it can bind or blow apart vociferously. The weak force is the one that will someday prove connectivity between the quark and the neutrino; it's a top candidate for elopement with conscious processes and is bound to have something to do with quantum gravity. Strong force might hold things together but it doesn't do well in going the distance. |
While we're on the quest for unconditionalism, nature has answers she's not sharing with us yet. We've got to work for this, get rid of old paradigms with the same dismissive insensitivity as scientists scrap infinities. We're all lost, broken, abandoned or abused, conditioned into past-future anxiety ("If you don't do this now, this will happen in the future." Or "Look at what you've done, there'll be hell to pay for that.") and assured that if we don't get on the bandwagon we're going to hopelessly fail. Memes murmur of self-love while ruthlessly attacking narcissism, leaving us confused rather than confident. The way through the maze isn't going to be as easy as laying a mezzanine floor.
If you believe in infinity, and you feel it's a good thing, step up to your own plate and wait. This is a universe we live in - we know it's very big, we're not sure what it really looks like (this is a computer-generated impression based on the cosmic microwave background), or how it began other than it might have happened very suddenly, and how many others there are to weave in and out of now that we've got a Multiverse to consider is anybody's guess. We're going somewhere, you and I. Somewhere only we know. Only we're not at all sure where that is, or how we're going to get there. Never mind, eh. Someone said there was a plan......
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