Life is full of mysteries. I’m saying that because today I woke up, opened my eyes and started to wonder if there’s a particular reason for me being in this place now. It is a mystery for me really how did I end up in Bangkok and how is it I’m teaching at university. You could say it happenned because of the choices I made. Yes and not. It is not that I am a fatalist and believe it’s all was predestined. It’s just what sometimes I think the selection of choices we have is rather odd. Before I will explain what I mean, I’d like to share my belief. I think all human beings, realize or not, have some abnormal abilities or supernatural powers. Here are 2 examples of people with such abilities I have met in my life. You can say this pick is random. I guess it is not, as both cases made me wonder and reflect on for a long time. They left a trace. Random doesn’t exist anyway. It is something what is temporary out of our mindframe.
Once I worked as a barman in a pub for a couple of months. Probably I could stay there a few weeks more, if I wouldn’t pick up a fight on a nearly daily basis (himuliating others, in a way, is a habitual English entertainment. Having a Russian barman in their local pub, est. circa 1780 definetely was challenging tolerance of many of its patrons: it shook the picture of their world in a way). Most of the customers were regulars. It was a traditional English local pub. It means what you see the same people every day and hear the same jokes from them daily. You get used to them very quickly. “Regular” is somebody who doesn’t tell you what they want. They will tell you: “my drink, please”, as they come in and drink the same thing every bloody day. I knew most of the regulars not by names, but by their drinks. One of them was an old chap whose drink was bitter. He will be in every evening after work, will take 2 pints of Tetley’s and sit somewhere in a corner hardly saying a word to anybody, like a piece of furniture. He was there Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Saturday and Sunday were not exception apart he would come early afternoon and will have his 2 pints two times. Once I was asked by another regular, “Bacardi and a splash of Cola, no ice please”, for something like a program for horse racing. I did not have a clue there it was kept. So that chap from the corner told me to look under a pile of boxes with pool chalks and old phone books on a top shelf. I extracted what was required from under a layer of dust the size of level of snow in the middle of winter somewhere in Siberia. I was surprised and asked him how he knew. He answered: - I am coming to this pub every day for over 40 years. I was so shocked what couldn’t find anything better than ask: - Why? - Because I changed it. I lived before in Surrey, - explained he.
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In 1687 Sir Isaac Newton published Philosophiae Naturalis Principia Mathematica, which laid the foundation of determinism. Through Newton’s ideas in what we call now the Age of Reason, rose the idea of ”clockwork universe”, generally stating that by measuring things as they are, we can accurately explain all the Nature’s phenomenae and predict the future using the laws of science.
One probably could wonder, what does Newton’s work has to do with my memories. Though I haven’t read the original and was born nearly 300 years later, it had a certain impact on me. As a matter of fact, we perceive reality and interpret it through the prism of our cultural and educational background. It’s never “as it is”, but as worthy as it’s description. My father was a strong believer in science, and wanted me to be a mathematician, a kind of a weird wish keeping in mind he was a poet himself. I remember him trying to come up with a precise word, which could describe what he felt at the moment best. He often felt stressed about it as he couldn’t. I guess he thought it is easier to operate with numbers rather than words. I remember refusing going to my 1st grade in school: I demanded science. I wanted to study physics and maths, I wanted to understand the mechanics of existence. That’s why my parents have sent me to a school with advanced maths and science programs, and determinism was what they taught in school too.
My belief in numbers was ruined after I’ve read at the age of 12 some popular books on astronomy and quantum mechanics: it turned out that, with the course of time any system behaviour starts to “fluctuate” and become disordered, behaving randomly. Even orbits of planets, massive bodies, never quite follow the same path. We live in a universe which is rather chaotic, then orderly. Our brain waves, or the pattern of it’s electric impulses, is also being chaotic. This could be the origin of consciousness , free will and creativity. Our mind is ruled rather by Chaos, then Order. Continue reading ‘Feeling of being human’
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(Note this is a repost from my own blog)
I had the thought that time doesn’t really exist if you think about it hard enough. People look at time and space as a three dimensional environment, space goes in all directions and time goes in another direction entirely keeping a track of its own. Well my thought is that time doesn’t go in a different direction or the same direction or any direction at all. As far as I’m concerned time doesn’t exist, its a figment of the collective consciousness, a little trinket created by man to keep our lives in order. Rotations and revolutions of planets, stars, solar systems, galaxies, and universes aren’t recorded and set by some big dimensional clock, the only things in existence capable of keeping time are sentient beings, like humans and any possible extra terrestrials.
This brings me to another theory/idea that I have which I will explain backwards to forwards to make it most clear to everybody.
When you look at the matter of existence you usually end up with a few options for how it all came to be. If your into the whole religion thing you are usually pretty sure that there is a “God” somewhere out there that created the whole ..everything. For most rational beings this draws you to the question of who or what created god, and then who or what created the who or what that created god, and so on and so forth into complete oblivion. That however is more plausible than the next option of everything ever spontaneously popping into existence without reason. From nothing for no reason is just not a viable answer to anything. I can agree with any people who want to argue god over this point, they are quite right thinking that this is the answer to the big why is completely ridiculous. I wouldn’t have a problem however arguing for the matter that everything has always existed. There was never a point when there was nothing, no time when everything was made. You know why there was never such a time, well for one because time doesn’t exist. For another its the fact that things cannot possibly be made from nothing, its just rather impossible in matter concerning mathematics. There might have been have been a time when nothing living existed, or everything in the universe was all clumped together in some gigantic ball of mass, or it might have been gas or particles or who knows a gigantic friggin star, that exploded and sent its parts all over everything. If thats the case though it would like like everything comes from a gigantic star which explodes and turns into what we have now which expands to a certain point and eventually starts to collapse into itself and turn back into a star. After that the whole thing starts all over again repeated on a time scale which isn’t even comprehendable and I don’t want to think about.
So yes this has been my big rambling ramble about everything and nothing and the non existence of time.
Dalarius
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So here my first post, a quote from Albert Einstein which I came across a while ago in a talk on Quantum physics and Buddhism
Dorjeduck
“A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. ” Albert Einstein
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