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All discussions of "future events" is speculative to one degree or another. Even the next episode of Dr. Who is likely to amuse, surprise, or even amaze.
I've been thinking that perhaps I should do an intervention to dislodge you from your current entrapment in the cult of self-absorption. Like a kid staring at his belly button for hours, enthralled in the wonder of it all, it is possible to become overly attached to any fantasy, and more especially those that have authoritative statist utility.
Like all psychobabble arguments, however, I realize this one is fully invertible and lacking in "authority" or expert or professional or state support.
I thought it was time for a nonsense codon in this double helix thread, wherein I have been weaving a number of themes from multiple points of view.
I am overdue for some further comments on my cousin's developing book about how, even as medical professional with interests in fundamental physical cosmology, he retained an element of gnosticism from his Mormon roots.
He believes that Quantum Mechanics has a connection with consciousness. . . . that our perception of reality is mathematically coherent with the appropriate wave equations of everything. . . that we are in the most fundamental way "connected" with everything, and that is how we ultimately can understand. . . .
He believes that Quantum Mechanics has a connection with consciousness. . . . that our perception of reality is mathematically coherent with the appropriate wave equations of everything. . . that we are in the most fundamental way "connected" with everything, and that is how we ultimately can understand. . . .
In other words, this "scientific gnostic" has a sort of apprehension that human intelligence does not totally reside within some skull, some neuron network dependent on chemical reactions and electrical principles or even neurotransmitters in neural junctions. . . . that the universe itself is a sort of extended field of information directly accessible to living beings. . . hence, the possibility that we can indeed "know everything".
I hope, of love, you are correct. It's not important to me to be right... nawtimean?
Well, tbphwy, I'd probably vote for the UN wilderness Earth project over some dude who intends to turn the Earth into a sea of glass one day. Not sure my vote would count at the Throne of God, pretty sure I'd sorta quake at the knee joint and fall down at least to my knees. . . . but I love my wilderness/ghetto/cave.
I love rain, wind, sun, and most of all dirt. You can't rub glass between your fingers or your toes, or make footprints or castles that the sea or wind will level soon enough.
When I was a kid, I had a map of the Arizona Strip on my wall, and I'd spend hours in fantasy explorations. I also did the Vulcan's Throne descent. . .. well, down and up. . . . to dabble a toe in the Colorado. Did my first "total" job there, too. . . . took a right angle turn straight on in the middle of the night. The VW bug went through the fence twice before it stopped back on the road, nice crossed barbed wire gouge pattern. . . . It wasn't worth repainting. . . .
The Earth as a glass orb with the technical capacity to actually serve as a giant "urim and thummin". . . . that's classic sci-fi right there. . . . ranks right up with the "Tartus" police call box that's bigger on the inside than on the outside, and that can go anywhere in time and space, with a young dude who can live. . . well,. . . . almost forever and call himself a "Time Lord" and keep a string of chicks like "Amy Pond" and "Riversong" well-entertained while saving kids from monsters in their closets.
Pics?
I'm trying to come to terms with a mid-level digital camera right now. I need to gain this skill for my business. Gotta do online advertising. . . . Gotta be capable of running outdoors any day of the week, taking some pics, and coming indoors and emailing them to customers.
yah. I can do it with my wife's camera already, but we aren't always together and she needs hers for the same reasons. She gave me a new one, actually better than hers, but like all computerized gizmos nowadays, it's an idiot algorithm device that can't understand what you want and just do it for you. . . . so you have to practice hard so you can be a good enough idiot to relate to it on it's own terms.
I need about one day with my daughter, age ten, so she can show me how to make it work.
