Like a Drop in the Sea

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He was hanging from the tap he had been born out of. Hanging. Hanging. All he ever did was hanging. He liked hanging. He was made for hanging, and he never would stop hanging. He thought.

Underneath him there was… A surface. It seemed to be of the same substance as him, only bigger. So much bigger it seemed to follow other rules. Other ways. He could not imagine this big surface hanging like he did.

He was scared of the surface, but at the same time it intrigued him. He felt an urge to join it. To explore it. What was the Surface? Why was it there? Where did it come from?

He fell. Fell towards the Surface. He met it. Felt an impact. There was something underneath the surface. More of him. There was no longer him and the surface, it was only him. He was the surface, and the surface was him.

Some day he would be part of other drops like the one he was before. He would be steam, he would be ice. Some day he’d be part of the sea.

https://twovoicesinonetransmission.com/2017/04/29/cyanide-soup-for-the-soul/

http://www.mindbodynetwork.com/article/the-number-of-minds-in-the-universe-is-one

Beyond Faith and Reason

 

 

Beyond Imagination

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Beyond Faith and Reason is a story about metaphysics. The main character is investigating dimensions beyond the usual ones, and he opens a gate to a world beyond our logic. A world without logic is very difficult for us to understand or even imagine, and many people turn to faith to find answers. I really do not believe faith will give any real answers, and I’m not interested in false ones just to calm my curiosity.

I don’t believe in gods. I don’t believe there is any contrast between the spiritual and the material world and I don’t believe in a personified life after death, because it seems to me that anything personal is connected with our living biological tissue.

The mystery keeps being conscience, or whatever it is that makes us perceive anything. I believe it’s just the way reality works, that there is not much more to it. Maybe I’m wrong, but to understand more we will have to investigate, not cling to lies because they feel good.

I’m not saying I have any answers regarding metaphysics, but neither do anyone else. Maybe some day we will understand how our world works on a deeper level, but there will always be more to know. Any belief in divine entities is to surrender to ignorance. The illustration is an intent of a graphic description of how our invented answers usually are wrong. Reality is a lot more interesting than any ancient belief system.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quantum_mysticism

https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Erwin_Schr%C3%B6dinger

Beyond Faith and Reason

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Roger came into the laboratory. He had had quite a hard time getting out of bed today, they had been working long days for weeks.

He was quantum physicist. He studied the smallest parts of the universe. Particles. Quarks and all that stuff. Complicated shit. He had been interested in physics all his life and quantum mechanics intrigued him like nothing else.

Sometimes his scientific knowledge fell into conflict with his religious views. He then went to church. Meditated. Prayed. And he got back on the right track again. One day, he said to himself. One day the pieces will fit.

He was working in one of the biggest laboratories in Science Are Us Corporation. He was in charge of a smaller section, and his crew, three of the finest scientists in the world, were doing their jobs perfectly. They were secretly working on a project on the possibility of multiple universes. That was were the key was. The key to the great answers.

They seemed to be onto something big. If their calculations were right it could be one of the greatest breakthroughs in history of science. A peak hole through dimensions never before seen by man. Finally the sceptics would have to agree. Then they could start on the real subjects. Metaphysics. Eternal life. God. There would sooner or later be proof of the existence of God, he was sure of it.

His assistant was already there, adjusting the particle receptor.

Good morning! said Roger.

Good morning, said Jonathan. He had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep.

Let’s get started! The rest of the crew was expected a bit later, but there was no reason to loose time. They got all the systems running and got to work.

Roger! said Jonathan after a while. Roger, something strange is happening here!

Roger ran over. They both stared at the computer. Signals. Photons they didn’t send. Particles arriving from nowhere. What does this mean?

R-roger..? stuttered Jonathan.

Roger looked up from the screen.

A creature appeared out of nothing. Or many creatures, he wasn’t sure. It seemed to keep changing form and colour. It was nowhere and everywhere. Present and non existent. Floating in the air and sticking to the walls like a nightmare of contradiction.

Oh my God… said Roger, but he knew his God had nothing to do with this. This went deeper than anything he had ever dreamed of. This didn’t even make sense.

A hand reached out towards him. A finger touched his shoulder. He felt a tingling sensation. His shoulder started dissolving into a bright light, as if his very matter turned into energy. The tingling feeling became electric. Plain old unbearable pain. As the light reached his chest he lost consciousness and died. The light kept spreading until his body disappeared into nothing. Everything he was died with him.All that remained was the reality he used to be a part of.

https://disdisingenousdilettante.wordpress.com/2016/03/01/the-abregado-debacle/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Introduction_to_quantum_mechanics

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