Some Wonders of Optiks

Some Wonders of Optiks





L. Edgar Otto   22 April, 2012




Synchronicity (or perhaps Serendipity) as I posted my grade school question on the difference in the strength of poles of a magnet written waking up in the middle of the night, Science Daily has this inspiring article on the behavior of the complex cycles of the sun,




I know that Californium lases on the surface of the sun and rather than a pencil there can be a laser disc, but can there be a laser sphere? It is most interesting these days that we can cool things with lasers as well, as if absolute zero I think.  That and some control over the decoherence or better yet the stability from Majorana like circuits in that physical space as if superconductivity explained in some quantized  wire of no resistance, that or fractional Hall effects...  A lot is going on in the technology at this nano level.




Oh, I should have made it clearer that the Greeks abhorred an absolute nothingness as well an open infinity.  That light can jump a space between three polarized lens in an experiment one can do with sunglasses does seem more wondrous to me than some requirement of symmetry as an ultimate reason where it is needed than that Aristotle if we have a wider view of teleology in a sense was right that we send out rays from our eyes to see some object- all this before we got a handle on the infinite and now the finite so we think, taking a little longer still.




Then, there is the recent negative index of refraction where the swimmers in a pool seem to float above the water or the coffee is outside the cup. Would have thought this where we hear nature abhors a vacuum and given something inside that it does not seep out from the last drop or thinning air, that all the molecules in motion will not jump out in one direction as astronomically an improbability.  What then is inside a bellows closed and with a stopper opened under water when one pulls to open it beyond the pressure of an atmosphere?  Not to say there could not be something there as evidenced by Casmir but is that all? Rather, why not also nothingness?  How much can vacuum weigh in an empty aether?




Light itself invisible save by reflection if we try to view it from the side.  And if at a distance or some subtle form of light the ATP a thousand times weaker what the kaleidoscope that takes 32 cells (in mammals) to be one thing and not as many twins as we stand before a mirror, disoriented really if there is no seem, or dress between so many seeing the angles that define the multiples of pi or those that only show part of the total scene?  Zero, the dihedron with no volume, is technically a solution and part of the set of Platonic solids too by such formulas.  Let us note also one does not need the hundred thousand or so dimensions to know that by reflection, say bouncing around a laser beam, that on the surface of a sphere nothing is new contained outside of 120th of its area.  Nature even here observes what is five fold of its higher space patterns and shadows.




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Footnote for Eide Physics:

 
Footnote for Eide Physics:
 


L. Edgar Otto  Sunday, April 22, 2012



I add one direction related to this is the idea on a sphere that the base ball curve is said to represent minimum quantization. in a flat sense this is as if we took our two sets of parallel edges from a cube of twelve edges.  In this sense we can imagine the oceans of the world as one ocean of which we can circumnavigate on the land shores.  It is here, and meant Lagrange rather than Laplace- hey I am a poor speller and that is why God made spell checkers- or rather he made nerds who made spell checkers who hardly standardize English even as shared language.  So after the spelling comes the use of words that is still far away from how they can be more or less pronounced.  The meaning somewhere between the script and the sound.



Now it does seem to me important when we consider matrices whether they reach all of some space or time or not as to their magic like properties.  To the extent this matrix formulation describes things it is not a pointless task of redoing or even extending the ideas of such matrices or the finite subdivisions within them.  It is here that we see in the finite setting at the ground of a flat aether that the arrangement of such a minimal cube can when condensed lead to braiding as permutations or even to varieties of knots where at some wildcard we can regard a crossing over.  So these extensions and explorations are not pointless either.



Is there a very abstract minimum or even a sort of finite double quantization in four space or is this innately a consequence of such structures only in three space that they as lines may not exist save perhaps as a loose general description to which at the remote functions and parameters of say particle structure these break apart as if a disc of metal suspended in a magnetic field.  For those of us who had powerful magnets as children, observations with it suggested and I asked (of course the could not agree or answer) if the south pole could be weaker than a north pole. I imagine now this could be from some view- and certainly the remote view of what we ask about the monopoles or that at the ground level only the moving electric charge creates the magnetic.  Then again the North Atlantic is not equal to the rest of the ocean although one could expect in these hidden dimensions the ratio over space and time will vary.



I add also for those creative who work with centered shapes of entities like black holes (Leo Vyuk for example) do sort of fit intelligible abstract shapes together, much like enzymes and catalysts of some ethereal principle or matter.  This continuous group application to centering has its place in the scheme of physics.  I mention also Penrose's father who tried with wooden pieces to construct and explore the DNA.  From my view and perhaps a Platonic one neither strictly continuous or not this material approach to things- as if in lattices of deeper things- and as I said whole new concepts of operations in the higher space such as rotation, translation, and reflection thus not necessarily the same description is an intelligible approach as good as any choice between one operation an equivalent description of another, such as with fields or particles.  If we are to view something like compactified manifolds say in six space let us make them dynamics and evolving not just spinning in some cave of spherical harmonic formalism- otherwise how can even the complex space understand coherence or the transfer of heat or momenta?  This symmetry still outside the musings of string theory as thermodynamics, although they are focusing in on the problem- perhaps in the use of braids and knots and the sub-matrices of surreal and other higher systems of numbers such as explored and advocated by Pitkanen.



Can the universe be also our first ideas as one cosmic string in its totality as well- thus to break the symmetry in these early ideas of structures on empty forms?  Then to be excited that these have a sort of superconductivity in theory?
Some ideas should be reconsidered from time to time.



It is not clear to me that such as a string, a monochord, tempered or natural, the twelfth root of two or nineteenth root of three so close not dissonant to the strength of waves or to the adjustment of our hearing- or for the equal but opposite effect of color we make distinctions of the hues which on finer examination are but a subtle change in spectra of fashion or our shades of skin and hair that default to no general view of what we percieve as a global ginger.  All these are cues to our own ways to exchange our state of fitness or relation of what we are or appear as compatible in our similarities or differences, the physics such that we in theory can be aware of them or not.



So we understand in the lower perception of dimensions either way for their first blush interpretations that the Pascal triangular count of them, the ten or 15 (+ the minimum empty or filled vacuum quasic cell) Newtonian and flat can go beyond it to the steps and half steps and whole tones across the scale, 21 the next level of embedded group symmetries we sense as something in a natural five space as if a general unification in relativity even beyond that of the gravity and electromagnetism,  We ask beyond the natural limitation of patterns in the field of integers what limits this as we ponder again the aggregates with few necessary connections and those in count to vary over hidden defaults.
Counting such things, so full of information there is little meaning or of meaning for our symbols there is little information - conjugate as Shannon observed, yet also a matter of scale and degree that no such information should be assumed as chaotic or not useful by virtue of repetition as in the dance of the DNA levels and the chromosomes.



Or perhaps, the string phenomenology is but a stepping stone to the ultimate and final description of the quantum cloud that for me is as limited as the world strictly drawn only in the Euclidean plane, these interchangeable dialects of which perhaps Coxeter is not strictly but leaning toward the Platonic in the extreme sense (Plato's ideals and his position were not as strict as the attempts to realize them in his followers as usually is the case of the young explorers who idolize and imagine things about a more noble general model.  In which case if it is shown we have to accept the chaotic cave and there is no more than the quantum world where in the measure of ignorance it would follow there can be no string theory either save the accidents of chance, if we as thinking beings can life with such paradoxes or even contradictions that in some ideal end or purpose it will all come out right and prove it the  system of final science- then in his heart on this general philosophic matter we would know that Lubos and Feynman and all were right :-)



But no theory of human centered causes (unless a direct and global intervention or something like a nuclear winter) without a philosophy of consciousness could withstand such quantum facts or expound upon them one way or the other for all is the appeal to chance, and on mere chance how can we balance our subjective world of its freedoms, we dreamers with shallow dreams or those of grandeur in the cave?  In the game of snakes and ladders we try to work out the labyrinth of chances no path yet learned or the maze, one hand on its determined wall like nuns in silence and moral rectitude.



We can fear or challenge the imagined or real monster Minotaur in the center or we can take waxen wings, Icarus, and Daedalus to fly to some greater dimension, risk in our dreams to come too close to a central sun, even try to tunnel through the corn walls or hedgerows, worms that eat the piers and hulls of ships that make no reasonable ware of so many holes of genus along the way past one, two, and three then the long plateau until the face of some infinity.  But let our toy trains collide together in the name of imperfect science in round or linear tracks even if the few who watch the show are pelted by bolts from the wreck as if hit by bullets.



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Eide Physics

E...physics

L. Edgar Otto 22 April, 2012

In the map of the sky, its hot and cold regions, its light and dark mass, the physicist has reduced the vision to a sphere, a cave finite in its boundlessness, on which we discuss shadows. Although it is best to read in the original I have rarely done so, making my way through shadows of what came before or after silouettes of authors and their objects in a sea of abstracts of abstracts all properly cited from originals.

What is our complaint in our peaceful contemplations beyond the glare when we face God the Good, a distant cave and the Sun that sent the Pharoah deep into the desert to rule to ease the water in his brain? That we seek rewards for the interpretations of mere shadows and call the others speaking of the rise to the light of reason mad? How it seems the ancient ones had it right and are still relavant if not more so than today when we think such points of enlightenment stands higher in our age as we become as Homer quoted in the Republic- yes the same issues of the reality of the state and some golden age and justification unto some Deity and to each other- that in our academies compared to a golden age if we are to believe alagories, we are servants of a poor master.

As Spinoza observed for those who are confused but not perhaps the philosopher no longer weary of the depth and span of truths and concepts in the world, we resist change or insist as if as wise as the gods not to look upon these things or to look only into the work of the world, we the sentient observers, that our choices then for the lesser of two evils is but the source of our chains of fear or rumors that touch us as the real in the dialog between us of this world.

It was not much as it was all there is, but Plato had a sub-atomic theory, the elements their chemistry of triangles. The man did seek the concerns of Pythagoras and to that ultimate cave and shadow the blimishes and the cracks to perfection of which the dialog leads to Euclid's hymn to the dodecahedron we find that even deeper Plato heard the music of the aether stripped bare beneath things subatom.

Yet we do not want to admit such visions into the sky or deep into the dust a sound thing in general, the remote view is always shaky and we need pristine characters to emmulate so as to pass thru is the healing powers of what we do not know how to do ourselves. Of Apollo and other great wonders of the world, a Colossus until it falls and its metals sold again in auction to what is left recycled in trade of the tinkerers of human wants and uncertain electrum in the constanty of our wealth as metal. Some think the civilization will fall if we do not reach other stars in the belt where it is found so far from the core of our galaxy for we cannot even dig up more and with what instruments? Did not the Easter islanders become land bound when they used the last of wood or spent it on war and the toppling of statues?

I recall a photo in the newsprint- ah the news, does it monitor or just report, or does it change us in ideals, how long can any current event be newsworthy as we gaze into the macabre falling of others, perhaps with some deep idea of comic relief or that still not analyzed philosophy of humor? A little girl was whispering into the fallen statue's ear...my mind supplied a caption: 'All glory is fleeting, My Vladimir.' In the wars of stealth and scenarios that look into unknown fears we philosophers despite the light know that the news is not always what is really happening in this world- I mean not to grow jaded or hardened but is this telling us anything new we should not already know under the sun. Perhaps, as there is all there is we need the drama to be entertained.

We need the music and the naked games of us each the best, geometry concerned with our shadows of uniqueness, the highest mountain, largest ocean, highest tower, richest nation, for a little while the rest or escape from the knowing or lack of it- perhaps only for a month of Sundays let the Oxford don preach of higher things an awe the congregation that walls itself into some sect or gated community, a mirage or mote to defend a target tempting to others that hack and steal and scam and storm.

We escape or long to, follow others in the gamble, a minuscule point of hope. Are relived when the lightning strikes someone, or that it did not strike us. We long for wisdom somewhere beyond and yet know no guarantees- the writer just as this generation that records in the clouds each moment, each frame of their photo stream wants to speak to others. The philosopher too longs for conversation with the cosmos and will tend to write it down and that no different really from anyone save like the poet he does stop to write it down hopefully not at the cost of being rooted in his dream, his life.

He like the prophets and the Buddhas do not disdain going back to try to enlightenen the souls still in a cave- Oh wait was that not said in the Republic concerning the allegory of the cave? But for all the wisdom where so much of math arises in the masses engaged in economics  we still spawn the priesthood that keeps the power of its secrets and hide the threats to their systems so not to betray their Achilles heels of anomalies. Each in defending his lot in life for all that seems real up to some point life and death control directly or at a distance from others is virtually the real but fleeting power yet the philosopher may hardly think it matters who rules, what empire guards the routes and trade winds or that some particular people matters as to whom lives or dies or is remembered or forgotten. If we are to be stronger than the dreams of philosophy it is as simple as building up others that we build up ourselves. Rarely does the instruments of states deny some higher dream or law when its believers reach such higher dawning so are outside arbitrary laws.

Thus, one individual can aspire still in this world to be the author and discoverer of new things- they are spiritual beings or outside the bell curve and equal in a sense to the begging town drunk who could not survive without those who share his addictions in sympathy or turn their faces to hide away those outside the norm. Hate in this world can be lonely also. All too often we charge with crime those who by law do not know right from wrong so it is not a state that no longer knows. Do we hold the state responsible if we are always blind to that it can define us? Is the clock a circle only between slavery and freedom all founded on the numbers in charge or the masses in their beliefs somewhere in the hours? We focus toward the opposite of ideologies closer to what is the direct challenge of our own, to the philosopher what information so inquisitively asked of our souls betrays rather than collects such secrets in the main. Yet in general is not a question asked a step closer containing an answer?

Resources are important but as much if we are to make sense of the flow of dreams and wealth in a society is the inherent order and the timing in the acquisition of ideas for with our cave we should not forget arises new things and innovations, mutations and intruders, truths that reach some independence if they survive a fall. Such is found at the foundations, the empty ground or ethereal gazing if it is to be found and known significant or made so if we respond.

But my petty politics is beginning to bore me and the spirit of deep philosophy wears thin, like the centurion who slayed Archimedes despite orders not to he could not wait for the mathematician to finish a diagram in the sand when asked to do so and that taken as an affront to the uniform. I wanted to state again my view of the nearly Platonic world inside the particles and atoms as well the map or the real terrain of the distant sky. I do not know how accurate this vision but it is intelligible and consistent and connects other ideas and mysteries of geometry and math- of which it seems to me the same sort of questions standing out. It also concerns counting (I recall Kea's comment remarking how I came so far with just counting...perhaps now I can answer her insightful question.)

The mystery of Platonic objects and of the unusual symmetries of the deltahedra is where is the 18 faced one of 11 points and why? Think of an integer as a bit of information that even while so general contains the meaning we ascribe to a dimension number or that plus one in some convex structural entity. Think also of being and nothing as somewhere interchanged and confused where even nature knows no better as if it could be wise, at some wild card. Think that these ultimate cosmic like particles, the "iotas" or perhaps like more distant and abstract things like the zigs and zags of Penrose these are as real as any idea of a particle. In terms of natural dimensions the count of iotas especially to the handedness of what we imagine as leptons and their spin we have so many iotas (here the analogy to the universe in general, the Omnium, can be exact) that connect between them such abstract lines and planes. This is indeed a question of in such a system what can be said truly invariant and conserved in a relative sea of symmetries. Such as a unique cave can be maximally symmetric yet zero conserved and so on.

I am not sure I understand the math involved in the mapping of the COBE or WMAP globe but I was drawn to it as one of our greatest pictures- certainly worth a Nobel prize for such an abstract undertaking. Why do theoreticians conclude there is the axis of evil perhaps explained outside this boundless cave that moves through time? In a sense it is flowing in some general direction if we reverse that outside the mesocosmic colors between the lowest seas and highest sands. I put the nicks on the philosophy dalnet chat as they changed in rank and power and vanishing, called it the Nous. I placed my land close to the highest peak but did not know it I just liked the shape of the kangaroo being also impressed with the Aussies, that the future in a sense could belong to Australia and sometimes I used the name Skippy_Roo. Thus toward the lower depths of the seas- but the image not reversed along the axis more or less is a sea in the shape of the kangaroo. This struck me as but a coincidence at the time. Now I have my doubts as to why any system as the solar system tends to move and spin in orbits together.

off as creative philosophy. The point is that what we are looking at is a sphere and objects in this map on the left connect to those on the right at the rim. One can compress it to a circle or expand it to an ellipse again vertically. I will post that drawing here as well. Perhaps that is why I found it hard to write the html seeing a different system when all it takes apparently is but to label things, save them as such to see how the machine will see them- not something in between and I already know just the labeling of things can solve some problems otherwise seeming without information to solve them as in weights and balances- what seems identical and not distinguished as individuals, the quasic concerns.

So the kangaroos are really close to each other and vertical not at the end of some n-pole in this view. But as I said the universe is moving as well as spinning in some views that perhaps cancel out in the Majorana like inverses of the aether. For those of you who enjoy phase space calculations could this not be that they in a absolute sense are related to the spinning equator as if 45 degrees from each other? Some cone perhaps for those of a more continuity group approach for light and causality? Now on top of this do not forget to generalize in and between all dimensions and transfinite spaces. Does it not seem odd that the math here matches the finite number of such Euclidean objects, I mean beyond what our math systems tell us? Is algebra and geometry really as unified as things like Tissots law can tell us, or some drag by interacting magnets by the law of Lenz?

Anyway think of all this as but a metaphor, like the lost prologues to most books these days left out of the e-books as if someone can ask if all is but past or future or present and no abstract of abstract can tell us more than what was in some ideal original as we look into the past that was the stars. But for this general method or thoughts on such spaces I will call it E-physics inspired by the blogger of that name where there is a mood or peace in the quest for reason and some earthly concerns. Thus we begin the reliving of the reinventing of the wheel of news from another view by that name unto the gentiles- and it is the Good news as well as the clock of civilization breaks and comes together again until we go strait thrown off the spinning universe to find new stars.

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Living with the Light and Encounters in the Dark

Living with the Light and Encounters in the Dark (The Universe as Wildcard, the Great Grand Jokers Wild)

L. Edgar Otto Saturday 21 April, 2012

In the land of the blind where the light and the dark vanish into but aethers the one and two eyed jacks are not necessarly kings.

Far into the remote distances we can connect but cannot see the state and source of another's dream for we but see the ghostly hint of a shelter only and not what she observes from above or below her source and vision, stealth her reasons perhaps even to herself. In our probing scrying search all symmetries and dimensions become a point or a place of hidden dreams- the distinction is not clear in the bonds between us.

Our eyes seek but subtle clues of that reversed yet cannot be reversed save in the mind's eye. So local or over a distance at best we see only the shelter by the river of time and change and a directed necklace of bits of icy dust falling for some Zeus and his lightning or roving eye as with all the water bearers the gender still confused beside dramatic chaos as we subdue the order of the elder gods and bid the swan to submit, her feathers trimmed, her beak nurturing if not the meat and milk the nest drinks from her self inflicted sacrifice, her breasts of sugar sheltered wounds.

So all we see is the shelter and cannot discern the message or if it welcomes our chance place in the dance for togetherness that in fact or fancy she cannot be our all nor we lost into the unknown future remain awake as something not lost or changed as our own.

For the males but a promise I suppose, nature's manifest destiny to bid us continue the branches to fill some sea and renew things this incarnation hidden in her depths, all they see is the promise and potential of the picnic table and perhaps she too brings the basket full of endless goodies to impress him with her fitness and her role.

Think not we can by magic reach another's heart. We can. But love unlike justice in this world is more than double blind in our seductions and flirtations. It takes much more than that to find true love or some truth of the deeper mysteries of this world and the higher language of starcrossed soulmates if there is one reality of a mating between soul to soul.

We learn but do not think theres more to it, to love, while not knowing what we are doing our nature acts as if we know it all. In love if not the multiverse there are as many Bhramans as there are ants until such reckoning of sand becomes too vast to attempt or imagine and we like nature sacrafice the myriads for the one and settle for much less, if we dispair of the flow of bits of all and nothingness and hope we hid from the eyes and hint of more beyond all phases of some mystic moon and endless sequences even telling a meaningful story finite the endless notes of music yet the start of endlessly expanding songs, that Love finds not more than one spark in the nothingness that is but one cosmic year.

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I suppose my post today is more romantic than our unspoken arts of love which we understand in symbols close to the metaphors of physics. Yet there are other thoughts in the background I find the illustration on Laplace- a topic of which I did touch upon in posting lately through a fellow blogger as deeply relavant although it reminds me of how Kea looked into related things for what is the significance of one diagonal below a diagonal but related to those who had the more general procedure named after them yet it seems that it amounts to an assumption that the insight on dimensions of Riemann is strict thus globally unique and seemingly complete in these matters of information and on what single leg we jump upon in the hopscotch game of wild cards. What would be something beyond the standard theory that is not the Higgs and yet a particle (Lubos)?

I would certainly pass out more of my gobbler awards that are for creative philosophy and science that cannot be judged at least in the present as sound and significant or not at least by our peers. But even then can our thought experiments in principle be judged this way either? In the main these meant as honor especially for those prophets not accepted in their own lands of academia.

Not that I am capable of errors in my judgement although I try to keep the peace for our higher noble projects...I should not begin a theme if I expect but a blank page or no poetically lucid or origninal fundamental thinking and writing. How is it that so many words can flow? I admit a little pride in my goal to speak more of the language of the so called experts so as to defend my modest goals of free enquiry against all bias. I assume there is so much more to go but am surprised how rapidly it was learned- so I stick our my tongue in a happy face emotiocon to those concerned. Yet we need no affirmation above a certain level of learning and achievement from those left behind.

Still, I am human enough knowing the depths of his life and his trying to advance his personal knowledge quite a leap in his own time, he the practical but highly intuitive engineer that solved problems and kept up with the state of the art. Even now as I pass through my own life his human frailness stands out to me, so much the lesser god, but a god nonetheless. That I could say to my father the theory was worthwhile after all. But what about the passing of my little brother- that is a cliche I suppose that some claim led them to the interest and work in research and medicine. That was certainly one of my driving reasons. Still there has to be philosophy for in Little Buddy's case all the wisdom in the world tells me it cannot be undone or changed. Yet for lesser things we are rather close to what we may do in this world.

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Toward a New Spring of Reasoning

Toward a New Spring of Reasoning (Going backwards or a Little Higher this time Around)

21 April, 2012

So from some view within or from outside the theory, in the fulcrum of the mesocosmos even the ambiguity of values of scale or unity or exponentiation, the unity of algebra and geometry, we can develop any of the sub-views to which we can well imagine the asymmetries and juxtaposition of the quantum equations, or even the interpretation of them in direct or separate matrices that is a complete description, an alternate view that corresponds to wave equations each with its diagonals as to what part of general information in the aether is commensurate to the whole, in this sense we derive the idea in the logic of the quantization (actually quasication) of what we may or may not feel needed for the metaphor of gravity that seems a continuous and far reaching non local effect- yet, from our own self view in the middle world what is local or non local may be interchanged as if some brackets of things in the remote.

The general relativistic level of things and its varieties of formulation as in the connections as if hyperbolic wormholes or as the mouths of such creative and multi-scale entities as black holes is too surpassed in such thought experiments although each stage of our intellect and intuitions for science keeps its place in the evolving and emerging bigger picture of things, as with the quantum scheme.

At this stage in the newer physics we can quite imagine such a complexity of logic applied in its fullest generalization that what we think of as symmetrical leads not necessarily to conservation laws or invariants, but can on different levels and experimental methods (of which the theoretician should not be trapped by the true or false reports of a local experiment nor those who experiment take as gospel some restrictions that bars new paths of innovation) as if the only true invariant ultimately reduced in the science is that it seems the universe persists and is unique. intelligible and invariant, a one and many beyond the issue of what is multiverse or manyworlds - those too a conceptual state of methods and knowing-and for philosophy this unity of thought and logic where it is unity is the ethereal question also and not always connected in our schemes of experiment and reason- to that question as to why the world exists rather than not exists and of what particular unique way if it matters, of all possible terrains in some hopeful and virgin landscape of physics to explore or of which in this world perhaps to dream on one side or the others of our conceptual heavens.

Our minds too, as we ponder parallels and the coherence of lasing light on which to argue for our ideas of a greater thermodynamics and that general symmetry, so far is at least the model of physics I have stated as a total theory that is unified or begins in the Omnium.

L. Edgar Otto

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I should mention the discussions here relevant in all directions and some with synchronous issues also as my own this blogger with a good grasp of the issues of science and perhaps like me see this new spring, or end of winter, going out like a lamb or coming in as a lion also a return to some School of Athens in this Hellas of the whole world.

Pickups, Bedrooms, Pie, and Moon

Pickups, Bedrooms, Pie, and Moon

L. Edgar Otto 21 April, 2012

These are hopscotch terms as well in the inevitable entropy of a conversation slang idioms checking out hook ups that seems to ground replication.

As a child explores his world and develops, for seeing in himself before the crystallizing focus of what he may become, so much the physical games of exercise that can contribute to the health of his further states, the coherence extended beyond some potential ground for intelligence and longivity we learn too the ten or twelve counting numbers.

We can hop on one leg. Aim for our messages and stones into public, private, and universal divisions of the world to arrive to the highest point in a moral game of snakes and ladders, there to end or exit the game after the long journey where we often have to jump ahead or begin again in some chain that takes its chances partly on some path and the same old song of reels and dose-dos square dancing, changing partners so in comedy or tragedy find more or less than what we are.
I begin to think all things can be better organized into the pictures only in the programs of the real and virtual worlds yet in the rests between heart beats, the world not synchronized save in a few petrie dishes immortal and apart from the whole, but this vision has not crystallized as I jump from room to room in fits or start or cursive paths in formulas.

I download a photo of the simulation of matter and dark matter and often make it my desktop greeting trying to fill all the space, and not in war, partisan, in my own mind, not struggling with the terrain of the minds of others as if a war those closest to my species the strongest of such stimulus and response and hidden things in calms of storms on seas of which in the learning we try to hold on to as science.

But one picture by itself cannot hold my attention for long, nor love if we have been burned by it whether the betrayal of the moment, some cosmic loss that interrupts the game, or that drawn on the ground itself, formulas by the sea shore in the churning of the atoms by the tides and drifting continents. Yet, our first ideals beyond the lust that starts love for my Sailor Moon she at once to reach some goal or ideal be my all while we cannot be each others all, perfection of some distant heaven, Crystal Tokyo where all things come out equifinally in the end despite our hopeful struggles, we in love with symbols, cartoons and wooden puppets perhaps, my first love Princess Summer Fall Winter Spring - oh you may not know her from the Howdy Doody show.

You with natural inborn doubts must know my love would never betray our bonds while that within us could be the arsenal of anyone in the games of love and war who do not know their limits, untested souls who hide away from watching eyes imagined in our leaf and snow covered gardens, castles and motes, truces respecting all living things at least in our consciousness their need for sleep while in the imagined threats of end times or natural disasters we survive in stealth profiled as a threat to the living links and access of the state beyond its control of life and death the schools and prisons, bus lines, airwaves and telephone wires, pipes of gas and water, diminishing returns taking all the work in looping egos riding an avalanche or bruised and cut reach for the nearest limb to slow their free fall off the mountain tops, that are all and nothing souls that punch and yell out while they lute the dream of the heavenly city.

For some things are not recorded in the early days of television and some great films even are lost, these classics are only nostalgic to a generation before it turns to junk that crowds our landfills, causes names on tombstones to be forgotten where all is left is the forest lawn with chemicals of rituals of certainty our ghosts move on as if immortal and flowers do not whither and die their value as ephemeral, the lawn that is so full of mercury and agent orange those who live near them fear for their children's health. So too fades the blue of flags for veterans to sepia and rags its nameless stars.

Someone, once in the game having already won the great lotteries of evolution struck over and over again by lightning, has to eventually win and jump to another state far ahead of his generation and its balances or oppressions by the laws before the water cupped in his hands seeks back to its own level through his fingers as he quinces his long missed thirst for awhile. Or to make things real, acceptance at the end, lost in the desert without water, the struggle at the bottom built in - only the rise again is the danger when our memories return more how the fall was painful more than the promise of a better life and world- then, all left in our message and recording is to write on our pages with our blood.

I see in the picture of the matter and the stars a pattern that I perhaps just imagine yet it does recur as striking as the awakening from a dream many times to inhale sitting up the ether falling into sleep long enough that as I begin to fall again I am startled to awaken, the flicker of the night and the light so fast the colors reverse and my orientation in the world before it can become grounded again in its anti-gravity.

The paths and brightly colored stars or galaxies in the simulated slice of coherence and spacetime suggests and reminds me of pictures of the nerves in our bains at some stage of development or focus. But it seems slightly less organized in the spacious moment. But what is dark matter then but two ways to see the world and possibly the organization of our awareness self and of the world but our watching ourselves in a dream or some overview of ourselves in a dream? Are not the nerve cells so specialized that there are two such systems, two distinguished substances really one that does the communication between nerves or monitors them from an overview?

These faculties of our mind from whichever way we choose to think that the other side is but chaotic confabulation of the deluded and unsound does remind me of the abstractions we face as given or some future solid facts the anomaly of dark matter- dare we leap to the interpretations that there is more here to the scope of sentience than some debate our myths or realities of consciousness is part of the quantum world- we have these forms of matter and dark matter in our dreams and minds- and therein lies what we may do to show how in this world our telescopes and microscopes and razzle dazzles camouflage of real and conceptual invisibility is the greater debate that shows new directions or proves some probes as well as thought experiments still far and remote from us as in the understanding our life and world and dreams are accepted with imaginations closed.

Yet, to the extent this picture evolves to an intelligible form perhaps the patterns and the intuition of such geometrical and mathematical analogies of mind and universe, our own artificiality or that it has higher purpose and forms as if awake, the truth of our first intuitions and impressions as all the theories meet somewhere and merge, exchange meaningful information in the sequences and jumps and sweat of the square dance in and over our dreams or deep in the convergence and confluence of the chromosomes, the possibility of the truths of this, the reality, may become ever more clear.

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Part of the Occasion of this paper was the discussion by Lubos on certain aspects of quantum formulas in a debate with Hossenfelder , having encountered her I think by accident on facebook I asked her what was the issue of theory here other than Lubos strong stances. She said she did not read Lubos. OK, I do not mean to intrude. My conclusion was that Hossenfelder and Penrose were closer to the truth of things. Among the bloggers in my compass it seems like they read and comment on each others posts- it seems that way to me when Lubos says it may come as a shock that the Higgs represents something else- a higher particle. Well if he reads my posts and all is not just synchronicity, he will see it comes as no shock to me for the conceptions involved. Kudos to Lubos for his adaptable stances as "if he could be wrong" on some issue. The Hopscotch metaphor is the observation in the post on his challenge to Hossenfelder position I noted it was as if a very old debate on the nature of things on the quantum level sort of out dated as string theory was not mentioned- issues of consciousness interpretations on that level in particular. I find it of interest Hossenfelder imagines thought experiments that may not reach conclusions as possible any more than some limit to our probing of things in experiments (of which Lubos had and earlier post on that informative issue too- again no surprise from my view. So the whole issue of collapsing to a classical system and now the issue of the collapse (which yes Lubos does argue for higher dimensions)is now from there the collapse into quantum spaces as the bypassed ground of physics. This goes very deep when one things that we ever can have one sort of geometry and the Euclidean one is now obsolete- again the logic of them stands and falls together and it is a failed thought experiment to insist on a grounding of such reductionist ideology otherwise if we thought this was the only right view of things. My position is outside of the actual doers of physics and I speak for none of them and am inspired by their work what it is.

Thus, I tried in this post to present things more as interesting writing as an exercise than overly technical. The hopscotch metaphor is of course of the ten, eleven, and twelve dimensions involved in some of the current theories as if compatification and so on. Perhaps, again, my outside views being similar in the conclusions is confirmation from a rational viewpoint if I am not reading your minds or just a dreamer. In the above writing there are references and connections unclear like the PBS radio show that reviewed a book on people lost in the desert tending to write diary's with their blood. Or let us not forget the Howdy Doody show Claribel who became Captain Kangaroo for a generation and now that era long past. I must say though that if there is anything expert in my science interest and wisdom it was ahead of the game because of the circumstances after the world war and the encouragement of the state, or at least its promise, for the role of science. The state who does not undertake massive projects and consideration of theory as science risks its reality and survival at its own peril as perhaps this double measure of chaotic ignorance can do for us all, that is our second physics as such a measure, the quantum theory.

Lubos on Extra Dimensions

Schrödinger meets Newton

Thought Experiment Impossible?

Lubos on Newton and the Quantum Cat

The Reversible Reducible Irreversible Irreducible Aethereal Universe

The Reversible Reducible Irreversible Irreducible Aethereal Universe L. Edgar Otto ‎20 ‎April, ‎2012

A philosophy of non-necessity can have subtle mirror exceptions as to necessities not forbidden such that what is the role of that necessary to some complexity of systems interchanged with the non-necessary without exception.

The metaphorical illustrations of yesterday suggest a certain relation of directional parallels as if the view is one of ordering of vectors coherently in general space to the analogy of the latitude lines of the earth. Before chronometers determine position along these made naval navigation less certain or purposeful paths problematic.

So, the difference in the patterns is one of detail in the COBE compared to the WMAP picture. In particular as the definition is finer it seems the direction of these longitude vectors become more disordered and less coherent. Presumably, at the maximum reduction such coherence in the patterns of this viewed universe can be considered a sort of absolute chaos of reduced cancelling mixed independent points and vectors.

Let us consider Lubos's treatment of Avogadro's number as superfluous when things are reduced or equal to unity more as the deeper ground of physics than the working level of traditional chemistry. How to define chemistry for what it seems, the heart of the expression of the quantum view.

We can now assert that some things are irreducible in the description of the abstract system where real physical effects precipitate out and even as whole subsystems. What we are doing here after all is making a description of a mechanism as a physical reality. Some see this as if an irreducible axiom of a more subjective relation of the primacy of consciousness.

We can describe such a mechanism so as to avoid such things that seem more fundamental outside the system as to if some intelligence exists or beyond the system there is nothing. But surely in the middle view- of which we perhaps explain on the aether level how particles for example have a certain discreteness as bits of energy or of relative lifespan coherence is in a sense a measure of time or entropy as if the Omnium, the sum total and miscellaneous collection, has this ability to be directional as to its singularity sub layers of singularities in a general spacetime complex of all these non necessary abstract but actually observed entities.

It probably does not injure us in itself to be baptized in any such faith of mathematics and physics regarding systems as our world seems to encompass more and more systems. Thus George Washington would allow himself to be baptized by all the denominations that asked. Yet in these matters of faith one does not have to feel the unity of a system that can see the underlying mechanism is an epiphany of mystical vision.

The solar system in the time of Newton really encompassed what we would call cosmology. In Einstein's but our local galaxy. Newton in wondering why things moved in the same planes and were parallel in spin direction appeal to the philosophy that God must have set them in motion. Laplace in the consideration of changes in an aggregate of particles and ideas of momentum showed it a matter of just chance. Yet that theory was later generalized as to solar system structures being more a matter of the influence of passing stars- a first falsification of a theory as was the first Platonic science conceived by Kepler.

Now, between vacuum and radiation pressures that at least in the remote considerations seems to be a good analogy involved we may ask of what we are seeing that has hidden structure such as the data of the WMAP or some variations on the helices shifting of particles of light. Why in an nuclear explosion do we regard the muon in the role of a catalyst? Could there not be such a flavor or generational view in the map of the sky itself? Perhaps in the next level in analogy to particles (more akin to Pitkanen's idea of particle structure) at best we should expect regions of wide and unexplained save by pure chance of empty space between dark or material regions.

I am trying to explain such things within the mesocosmos view as this is at least a matter of information in which zero or one can be the same wildcard and on that logic level would be dynamic, directed, and as if the numbers there own anti-particle in the aetheral flow. Now although the distribution of galaxies seems to be in the deep probes and high scales close to the crystalline I have to explain also why from the quasic view we do not see say an intelligible spacings of the quasars or like objects as if in the lattice of fractal like quasic spaces. Thus the world is still subject to the mixing of systems, vectors, and chance directions coherently in some regions that intrinsically so are in action and not necessarily and most likely not at all from outside the abstract and concrete mechanism.

Here we return to the mixed views of logical systems when we can imagine higher spaces or even that beneath what we consider as irreducible. Recall that it is not a deep enough definition as matters of deduction or induction that an axiom or postulate cannot be exchanged in which is the special and which the general in this age of beam me up Scottie abduction. In particular from one view of the 4d Color cube system, and also as matter of a total system as a reduced count of the valid syllogisms from all possible moods and so on, by the rules accepted for the test of validity we find of the 64 cases but 23 that so obey such rules. Yet from a structural view and from the symmetry and the widest sense of possible vector directions and structures and spins reduced to the contexts of a system as a total mechanism, we can deduce there is a 24th valid ones that does not obey the rules.

Eddington's system, the Uranoid of his fundamental theory of quantum relativity of 1929 does seem to solve the issues in the sense of what it the scope of an intelligible and limited description of the worlds geometry including the count of the average number of particles that balance the totality. If we accept there is nothing more for things that are in the aggregate of which it makes sense then just to measure with a constant of one- a mole, no sense in looking deeper into the atoms than in any case seem to self reduce to a system structure as if the finest definition is general again and at rest as if the Euclidean ground, that or some absolute nilpotency that as the orbits resolve to circles from the quantum like clouds information reaches a more Platonic emptying of aethers save the disembodied abstraction of maximum possible symmetries - if we are content there can be nothing more to it then so be it.

But of this 24th case what sort of particle would that be even if it is implied only by the reality of all other system structures and even then is it not the end and beginning of greater things?

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