A RECENT COMMENT

suggested that

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might one day help answer some of our questions regarding history and philosophy. Perhaps a time traveller may be able to get a photo, or a recording of some famous event? The scope is huge.

BUT WE DON’T WANT TO

travel just through time, now, do we? It’s a bit more involved than that. (I remember in someone’s book where the Time Travel experiment wasn’t properly prepped—folks ended up embedded in walls or each other. Brrrr.)

STOP FOR A MOMENT

Other than bashing him with it, how with your gun do you kill a man? Hah! You point it at him and trigger it. If all goes well there’s a bang as metal leaves at high speed. It damages by disruption; invoking the Law which states “… no two physical objects can share the same three dimensions of space at the same time”Attempting to make ’em do so means disruption. The bullet disrupts its soft target. Ouch.

So what happens if you were to be transported (miraculously*) back through time? Let’s say by one hundredth of a second. Then what?

Ouch.

That’s what.

Given the choice, I’d rather the bullet. Why? Try this thought: could YOU jump out of your own way in a hundredth of a second? Otherwise there would be two of you sharing the one space at the same time. Ouch.

SO, CLEVER PERSON,

you opt to go back in time far enough to be well clear of yourself—somewhere quite safe, like maybe one day back. (I said you were clever.) Now I’ll let you do the sums—but to simplify calculations, where would you like to start travelling from?

YOU CHOSE SINGAPORE

because it’s equatorial-ish. Good call. Now step into your magic box, dial in your day and BOOMFA! there you are, one day prior. Well done. But you aren’t in Singapore. You’re floating about in empty space …

You went back to where Singapore wasn’t—and won’t be for another day yet … and you’re freezing to death. Struggling to breathe too; you are not a happy chappie. But it was your call, and if you somehow manage to survive for a day you’ll be back where you started, no?

So how about going forwards in time?

POP!

Where are you now, do you think?

Damn!

You forgot, didn’t you? You are here, now, but the rest of the world ain’t, yet … and won’t be for another day. 

I’d love to know the factors involved in Temporal Travel … say, if you wanted to go back to the time of Christ to witness the Crucifixion? Wow … anyone like to do the sums on this one? (The deflections, considering that we’re talking moving targets here?)

Personally I think we’re dealing with a wishful illusion

Any takers~? (Hah! Wimps …)

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“Argus! I don’t have time to read your rubbish—come back yesterday, please.”

 

dodo   dodo                                                                            dodo

* It would need a miracle—science can’t do it.

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TIME TRAVEL

pc, not

I pulled in some u-toobes on this topic—

—before I view ’em and review ’em I wish to state a few statements:

Time travel is, was, and ever shall be (wait for it—!)

… IMPOSSIBLE

unless (we always need an escape clause, no?) unless we become totally intangible. You know—divest ourselves of anything with mass. As beings of pure thought we might one day be able to travel through time (beyond wot we’re all doing right now, of course).

How such a being would ingest sustenance I have no idea … God, you take it, Sir … oops, quiet around here …

YOU CAN SEE WHERE THIS IS LEADING

to an eternal universe: fixed, rigid, unchanging in all dimensions. A universe wherein nothing moves. Fixed.

Nothing can change in any respect—

No thinking, no reflecting,

perfect emptiness;

yet therein something moves,

following its own course.

Nothing new in what I’m saying (but there couldn’t be, could there?) —anyway, many of the (other) great minds of history have said it too.

I ARGUE THAT

the universe

Past-Present-Future

is entirely static

i.e. nothing (r) NOTHING moves.

There is only ever the illusion of movement.

Yes, motion is illusion—but it’s a bloody good one and fools a lot of folks. (Possibly we understand this subliminally but we work with it—got no option.)

TIME TO CLOSE

with a reference to the opening—

Time travel is impossible

—and I stand with it. Any takers?

Wot—nobody?

Go on, go for it. I can wait … got all eternity …

big-g-bigger

“ARGUS~!”

(Eeeeek~!)

“Yes, Mr God, Sir?”

“Give it away, Dog. You’d need volumes to explain. You’ll never get it down in one lousy post—”

“Lousy, Sir?”

“I’m referencing the limited space on the web and limited attention span of the average mortal, Dog; not your terrible writing—”

“Thank you Sir … … dammit, I’m glad you don’t exist!”

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RUMBLE

RUMBLE 

rumble

rumble

rumble …

(SFX: insert more thunderclaps fading into the distance, please …)

dodo

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HULLO MUDDER

HELLO FADDA,

here I am with

yet anudder

brief summary.

down there

Ye gods:

Roughly 14 billion years ago in a non-existent nowhere we had a Creation and the entire entirety of everything came into being.

Things evolved …

… and eventually semi-intelligent things called simians roamed the planet Earth along with many weird and wonderful other critturs. The environment in those days was still a bit rough around the edges but all got along famously—the simians mostly stopped eating each other and split into social groups that ate everything else.

With me so far? Stay aboard and ye shall be elucidated (I think it means enlightened) a bit. Hang in there—

Some social groups were more better at it than others. They discovered that by working with each other and using bits of nature they were able to feed themselves to surplus, and surplice gave ’em some ‘free time’ with which to devise better weapons (oops) the trappings of ‘civilisation’ .. such as artificial caves, agriculture, how to shape stones and things.

They took it to undreamt of heights, creating quite unbelievable edifices in very unbelievable places using unbelievable methods. Doing so they spread out around the planet, shoving lions and tigers and stuff out of the way for their huge stone constructions.

AND THEN

a huge bit of space junk smacked into the Earth. I mean HUGE, as in the effects of it doing so created Climate Change such as Al Gore could only dream about. Brrrr.

It not only literally knocked ’em all back to the jungle and beyond, it almost wiped ’em out. Forced to scratch around for a few roots to eat they lost interest in building big stone things and eventually such as they had created were gobbled up by jungles or deserts; and/or when the same thing happened again a bit later (when the planet was almost covered in ice) things got worse—the impact changed the climate in an instant (so to speak). Colossal heat released oodles of ice into steam and stuff that enveloped the planet and fell as sea-level-raising rains (and floods of biblical proportions).

The waters rose to an increase in depth of the world ocean (by about some 400 feet, give or take a bit) that played merry hell with anyone/thing who lived close to the sea.

NOW, NOW … … MOI

I’ve read and generally boned up on this topic. Over decades, even generations. I read for flavour rather than facts, so if you want details then hard luck—you won’t get anything from me but a semi-religious belief and possibly a few suggestions as to where to go view and what to read.

I PREDICT

that you won’t do it.

It requires an open mind, no?

You may visit one or two, but I doubt that a lifetime’s indoctrinations will be tossed away just because of a few cranks (some of them actually quite convincing). Unlettered cranks too, many of them—my own most very favourite kind.

So now, a word about me—

chimp rocks

And here

down there

is how I view myself and my fellow cranks, addressing the average punter—

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—make of it what we will.

 

An open (innocent?*) mind is what is needed; now please excuse me while I light this lamp and go prowl the streets …

 

LINE

* Naaaaahhhh …

 

QUOTING, BY WAY OF

PERSONAL LAZINESS

(Oops—try ‘Explanation’)

 

JZ:

I don’t ‘do’ science. I lack the education and these days the ability, and the confidence.
Much science (at least from my perspective) (garden slug) is mysticism writ large and peddled by initiates—initiates who retain a tight priesthood and monopoly control.

So I love the questioning rogues—the mavericks who keep on rewriting the books and altering dogmas despite Establishment ferocity and too often the threat of excommunication (loss of income is important to some); such that yesterday’s ‘scientific fact’ is often tomorrow’s Big Giggle.

I read summaries and conclusions that trigger my ‘Wotif’ reflex— “Wotif this bugger is actually right?”—and take it from there for myself.

Often I feel like the poor blasted Christian who has met ‘God’ and speaks to Him on a daily basis, yet none of us atheist bastards will believe a word of it … but reality for him isn’t reality for me. The sad thing is he knows quite as much as we know otherwise.
He’s happy, he’s found his answers … I’m not, the more I find the more I realise how little any of it makes sense—other than the ‘fixed’ universe in which nothing actually moves but our point(s) of perception. This is important but almost impossible to accept, that

 

In this static universe
Nothing at all moves
But our personal perception
Through Time

 

Quite loopy, huh?

 

—with just a wee bit of layout change to make it easier on the eye. Grateful thanks to JZ and Jim for making it possible. (Oh, and to God too, without whom I imagine we’d have by now planted flags on planets all over this solar system and possibly even polluted a few others.)

chimp rocks

 

QUE SERA

SERA~!

devil-2Devil take the hindmost.

IF

in the coming verbiage I’m a little arrogant—it’s all in the interpretation. (Possibly an undeserved projection of your conditioning?)

I COMMENT

in debates that the Abrahamic God’s omniscience contradicts the concept of Free Will. In brief, God knows in advance what we will ‘freely choose’ to do later—so I say, Priest, that we have no FW at all and that your FW is merely a simpleton’s illusion.

SO IT’S TIME

to look at time.

Which doesn’t exist.

Time is an illusion of perception, only.

We can name it, we can even measure it (try GPS without it!) but—

IT DOESN’T BLOODY WELL EXIST~!

So there.

I LOST TRACK

some years ago as to how many ‘dimensions’ there are. But it’s irrelevant, I’m happy to dawdle along with just the basic four:

length – breadth – depth – time

 

—and they are adequate for me. I can live with four but go gaga trying to envisage (say) nineteen.

I SHAN’T EVEN ATTEMPT

to explain but shall simply state that in this universe:

nothing moves

 

I mean, how can it, if there ain’t no ‘time’ in which to move?

(Movement is change of position. Things that ‘move’ do so at a speed; speed is quoted as ‘change of position with respect to time’.) 

Time, always time. No time = no nothing, no?

SO IF NOTHING MOVES

(it doesn’t) (duuuh …) but we do have motion—wot gives?

Simple. All (r) ALL movement is merely illusion—

(wait, it gets better)

—created by the ‘passage’ of perception (okay, consciousness) through a static universe.

Wot? Analogy, please?

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As a kid I used to explore the cave on Wiri Mountain. When we wriggled in all was void and darkness lay upon the face of the deep; but at every bend in sightlines we’d leave a lighted candle perched in a blob of wax on a convenient ledge. Ahead all was blackness but looking behind were strings of golden glows fading into the perspective.

Get the analogy?

Looking ahead is the unknown—astern is memory, no?

BUT—

with or without us—the cave existed.

Unchanged for millennia.

Except for what ‘adults’ have now done to it—

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Has this EVER changed!

SO THE UNIVERSE

exists, and has done for always—

OOPS! 400+ words. I’ll quit now and finish in another post.

Here, have a nice cave with modern PC ‘sensibles’—

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That ledge to his left was one of the places we’d stand a candle … sniff …

Final thought for now: some say Dali was loopy—

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—but was he?

 

I THOUGHT,

BRIEFLY,

of presenting a proper case for ‘nutter proofing’ kids (think of it as inoculation against indoctrination) but in the end gave it away. The need is just too severe.

Anyone trying to kick-start a Realistic cause would soon find him/herself in the position of that dude in mythology condemned to roll a bloody great boulder to the top of the hill.

SO THE BEAT GOES ON

Endless rationalisation locked in endless dispute with people who KNOW the Truth*. Not good. I described it as ‘mental masturbation’, it gives a warm fuzzy briefly but actually achieves nothing.

THERE ARE BASIC LAWS

of the universe, of thinking. At the risk of sounding a bit ponderous I’ll offer some of them here:

EVERYTHING MUST EITHER BE—OR NOT BE

In simplest form it means that it (whatever ‘it’ is) either exists or it doesn’t;  … test it: in physical form is it possible to be only partially real?

NOTHING CAN BOTH BE AND NOT BE

Can you be both dead and alive at the same time?**

ALLNESS STATEMENTS

as in “all swans are white”. (And so they were, until someone went down to Australia and came back with a black one …)***.  Think about it, a single exception is enough to destroy any allness statement.

THE LAW OF CONTRADICTION

And this, below, is possibly the most significant of them all—

Contradictions Law

—and if you teach your questing curious bright-eyed bushy-tailed youngsters nothing more than this, ever, you’ll still have given them the most powerful of tools with which to sort Fact from Fantasy.

IN QUALITY ASSURANCE

there was a maxim:

always ask WHY? at least five times

and it too is a powerful tool. Why? (CLUE: Root Cause …)

BUT:

having these extremely powerful (yet simple) tools is of no use whatsoever if the freedom to apply them doesn’t exist. For example, in a land of religious nutcases (it means insane) it is a better rule for social (sometimes physical) survival to talk softly.

To close, with a quote from the dawning of aviation—

THERE ARE OLD PILOTS, AND

THERE ARE BOLD PILOTS, BUT

THERE ARE NO OLD BOLD PILOTS

—make of it what we will.

It says in the Good Book (words to the effect of)

“Render unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s …”

—and if this means sometimes keeping silent when the indignation meter smacks against the stops:  so be it. Do so with a clear conscience—

HEE HOO KNOWS WHEN TO GET AWAY

SURVIVES TO FIGHT ANOTHER DAY

True, too.

Now, have one of these on me—

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—and use it often.

Good luck~!

BOOM BOOM! (white shadow)

* A bit unfair, but God told them. Can’t argue with God, can we? He’s always right. Even when He’s wrong He’s right, which makes for a few blown fuses unless you accept it.

** The first person to come up with that stupid cat gets scragged …

***  It got even better: when the experts were presented with a deceased platypus they took it apart convinced that the whole honking thing was a ‘stitch up’. All they proved was that sometimes the best entrenched notions stink …

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“Ohhh, Mr Argus! You can be so croooool sometimes!”