Monday, October 17, 2011
The Kingdom Within and Among, Post Modern Arts of Physics
The Kingdom Within and Among, Post Modern Arts of Physics
L. Edgar Otto October 17, 2011
Which by the way is about a week away from all the hype about the Mayan calendar for 2012 according to Hoagland. But in what sense do we pinpoint time or not?
I must address Ulla's comment a little less tersely:
And we cannot solve the physical without taking God inside it. God is no outstander, he is inside, the very essence of matter. As well you can maybe say he is not there at all, but then you loose something. The entanglement.
I think we must very much reconsider the concept of God. We are everyone Gods. We must face the fact that it is WE that make our choices and not wait for some outside us to heal us or undo our choices.
Set God inside matter and the physics will be solved. God is HERE and you are all dissecting him without understanding what you are doing. How can this be so difficult to understand? It is the same as with consciousness. We are the consciousness collected 'as an add' in our cells, as Damasio say. That 'add' is collected through the window-effect in our cells, genes, molecules, atoms... FROM OUTSIDE ENTANGLEMENT or measurement, perception. We just collect it and entangle it again into our own 'consciousness' (wrong word, should be awareness). Maybe as a difference in entropy, information?
The window-effect is solved by p-adics. Through that window we take in the 'unknowable'.
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The quantum world as the world within worlds- or the consideration of hidden symmetries that may be involved or dismissed, such is still an issue but of greater complexity in our time and one that as in the poet Yeats, who kept some of his symbolism for the poems sake long after the falcon was far beyond the falconer. Of moon phases and the gyres and all that, the souls of violets and automatic writing.
So, when the idea of projection became the Christian idea, down to earth that of the mother and child, certainly it was a dynamic way to see faith, to push perhaps beyond the pale the issue as to what in the reading of the words was the remote mystery, or what the physical of the fundamental, the gods as distant spirits or material, a fixed point in the firmament and face or window to which we cannot decide the issue while ourselves caught between the city of spirit and of flesh as we try to live and decipher physics and the philosophy code.
Like graphene, pure, crumpled up, so to the reading of our dreams, so many letters of which we on the outside can put together and marvel as if something beyond the coincidence some message or hidden message as we long to stand firm in bringing unity to it all.
But what is the manifold of the spaces of dream? Do we translate that the kingdom is among us or within us- something in a more uniform way to plot time and space than similar models where two or more are gathered in the name that more will be with us, some third rail and dimension of comfort. Can we say where the within or outside of things are save as the sense of mystery that there is more to Heaven than meets our eyes?
And if the ghost does not hold the atoms together can we say it is the center and reference frame of it all to which what is the world is given solid meaning. In that spacious place where our soul may touch what is uniqueness yet feels a part of all and each other and of God? If we share that attribute of the creative and the everlasting do we not also create our lesser dreams a little lower than the angels as if we can but jumble the words again, imagine they create the world and our hearts?
Now, we can braid things as well, find what could be real on the other side of a mirror or just imagine the mirror. Sweet duality razor thin its two edged sword. But what if we took our simple pictures in black and white and added the subtle nuances of colors- would that not represent some difference that goes through the evolving complexity of existence to imagine much wider connections in time? In such a living dynamical and intelligible but jumbled world do we not appeal to the quantum and in doing so can in theory redo our choices throughout the infinity that moves or moves with them? Is the mover the unitary God or ten thousand micro demons from our past or future that is a life force that constructs the cells and dwells beyond big bangs?
It is all the same, different runes for intelligible laws. What is a quasic plane or brane but the very combination of such things- entropy? information? you ask- the vivisection of some assumed substance? If it can, as Plato imagined, be of different substances then surely it can be the powers of duality condensed but not lost its meanings, sets of complex, quaternion, and octonion planes from one general view. How many string landscapes are there?
To what extent do you mean the "window-effect" is p-adic to know the mysteries, the unknown? On the simple outline of it where the physicists and mathematicians will go only so far cautiously in what sense is that fractal? In what sense is it likely to be a confused as well as informative dream? Can we not also color code these tablecloths that poke through the space so to find a wider world and not just a general focusing to find a deeper ground of the quantum and other physics?
Are there ghosts and angels or the others that pervade our myths? Are they concrete or become so as we expanding into the future so expand our hidden echos of the past? Alas, have we striven to find the best colors for a one time canvass while as a true artist beyond the grid we can symbolize the subject with the bare minimum of strokes awakening our creativity within? We too the child of new projections.
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God, then who spoke the worlds into creation, was the first Poet. Our first poems were inspired to praise the Deities. When we say that the inside of atoms is only to be understood as poetry. No matter what we paint as to the way light moves in the world, upon the distant sky or deep in the heart of dust and nothingness as to each a preference for motion and time, that to go beyond our dreams, to understand ourselves and the world, that God is in a sense beyond such poetry.
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Next day without nothing much to say yet- said what I forgot yesterday in the extended recent comments of which I thought about making a separate posting.
"Some organic cells have a nucleus and some do not." was my first thought in the symbolism of the matter of the link above.
I find this most interesting too- and reminds me of supersaturated solutions said to crystallize in one bottle of it at a distance to the other separated.
But the general thought evoked here is just how we should no longer think in terms like "cold dark matter" as the article says or anything that literally physical.
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