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Time told by the Sun
Sunspots The day sky is the page on which the sun writes his story. His writing does not cover all the page, but is kept within an even band of closely inscribed text. The margins of his page are very broad and fair and clean. But if we turn to the night...
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Into the Woods of the Universe
A visual trail opens up. It passes through light, sound, and water, goes up skyscrapers, and makes its way through clouds into the Sun. It is the same old path that starts off with concepts and reaches into the physical world. A theory of harmony spans...
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Symmetries
if I think too much about it, I can start to doubt myself. What if I’m having some kind of hallucination? What if there’s no café there, but it’s really some kind of mirage? What if actually, I’m not looking out the window at all, but am really just in...
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Where reality lies
I woke up from a deep slumber to Thoreau’s words to front only the essential facts of life and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. If reality is the process of time and evolution, why...
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The Multiverse
Ah, give me pure mind, pure thought! Let me not be in haste to detect the universal law; let me see more clearly a particular instance of it! The bee balms of the past are gone. Delicate and unpredictable, they retreated into the shadows. Will they flourish...
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The Will to Believe
As regards the world in general, both physical and mental, everything that we know of its intrinsic character is derived from the mental side, and almost everything that we know of its causal laws is derived from the physical side. But from the standpoint...
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Serendipity
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle...
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A Quantum Observer
Does this then mean that my observations become real when I observe an observer observing something as it happens? Thoroughwort What sets apart the yogi from the rest of us is a sustained frequency at which occurs a vibrating intuition, the endurance...
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Strings Of the Universe
What follows ends up being my 100th post😁😂 🤣 😅 There was a wall of clouds on the horizon at daybreak. The dead poets had gathered all night around the simmering pot of concepts, debating over what could have plucked the humming strings in the silence...
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Freedom, Essence, Existence
It may be that a throw of dice will never abolish chance, but as soon as the infinite gam e is on, each time the dice are tossed, it gives a nudge, a direction and builds things to a higher specification. It sets the course like, in the case of the Universe,...
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Four Notions
Pointe des Chateaux, Guadeloupe Past mountains, more mountains: enshrouded in clouds, Deep-seeded with mourning, deep-watered with blood. There, since ancient times, the eagle Mutilates Prometheus, Each new day it claws to tatters Ribs and heart still...
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Three circles of dance
At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is, But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from...
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Cosmic Harmony
The three rings of Love and Light. Each for a maiden so pure and bright. Winter, Spring, and Fall. Happy is the Lady of Flowers to have the man of her dreams, her hair like black silk, her skin like golden sun flowers, her words that flow like crystal...
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Thoughtland
Never fear shadows. They simply mean that there is a light shining somewhere nearby. Ruth Renkel was a deaf writer from Elyria, Ohio, who died at the age of 68 in December 1983. In June 1973, the Elyria Chronicle Telegram published a piece about her....
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Living with the Unknown
Volume 3: Living with the Unknown asks, What does living in an unfolding apocalyptic reality look like? Explore Initiation, Ashes, Roots, and Futures in an interactive and immersive experience. To lift your mind up: there are breathtaking online magazines...
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Theory of everything
Boulder, Goldsworthy, Glenstone The stream is burbling at the bottom of the hill outside the three little pigs houses: one with a globe inside, the other an empty square room and the third with a hole in the wall. The three little pigs listen to the water...
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A Grain of Sand catching a Breeze
On July 12th, what we will see is not just an image. It’s a new world view of nature giving away secrets that have been there for many decades, centuries and millennia. Let us prepare for @NASAWebb to change our view and #UnfoldtheUniverse. Words like...
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Out of the Dark Ages
“How did the Universe come into being?” asked John Archibald Wheeler , “ Is that some strange, far-off process, beyond hope of analysis? Or is the mechanism that came into play one which all the time shows itself?” We understand, though, that the first...
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Night Sky
Venus and the Moon (December 28) A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force; She neither hears nor sees; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course,...
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Timelessness
Winterberry Each new work is destined, in the mind of its author, to correct the preceding one, to complete a thought -- which will not be completed. He does his work over and over again, wherever his sensation or thought was rendered imperfectly in the...
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The Conservation of Ontology
Cosmic Dawn by Harley Katz/University of Oxford Our planet is still ploughing through the debris of ancient supernovae, and I can’t help but wonder whether a muon shower might have enhanced our ability to see violet midway through the 19th century on...
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Taming Infinity
Mayapples Some flowers shy away from light, hidden at the ground level under the thick leaves of the mayapples. Others at the tip of the stems compete in their rush to rise above all. The mind, on its toes, steps into every breach. It crawls through every...
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Cosmic Sense
Poetry whispers sounds of freedom, transcends rules, turns ideas upside down, builds connections in the dark holes of one’s mind, and waits for the emergence of new ideas on the horizon. The full moon shined so brightly last week as if she was trying...
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Blended Forms
if the universe is a three-torus, one of the distant galaxies. we observe may be our own. The possibility would be hard to verify because the image of our galaxy would be formed from light that left its source billions of years ago and spent the intervening...
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Universalis Cosmographia
I am the statistician of insomnia, under my eyelids tallies grow. In recent additions an armada of icebergs invades the slow speed of night and leads the counting to calculations of length, width and projected direction. This new territory travelled does...