Shake Well Before Use
I was thinking, what if I was a an alien, disguised as a psychiatrist planted to search for earthlings with special abilities? What would I hope to find? I would like to find people who could put their thoughts into other people’s minds. People who could receive special messages from the television, radio or newspaper. Who saw hidden codes in otherwise common experiences, such as, stranger’s dress.
Maybe I’d meed a girl named, Alena, who had received a garden of psychotropics without benefit. She, despite her sensory differences from the human norm, remained high functioning and whose mind, as she aged, didn’t break, deteriorate or diminish as others with schizophrenia did. Her thoughts followed from point A to B, much like the arrow of time.
I’m reading, From Eternity to Here: The Quest for the Ultimate Theory of Time, by Sean Carroll. Seriously cool. Not me. The book, and I suppose this Carroll guy too. Don’t let this fool you though. I’m as bad as the rest of you, quoting big smart books that effectively hide all the rest of the reading I’m too embarrassed to disclose. So now that that’s done…, I’m happy to also say that I’ve garnered vocabulary and concepts to grow my fantasies. Yummy! Things like there’s always the inverse to consider, like black holes as opposed to white holes. The reason we remember the past is because there is a future, because entropy increases and because time never exists without space. Life itself depends on the arrow of time. Time and space cannot be separate. The future is much longer than the past. And rather than the Big Bang, “Maybe the Universe comes out of a Universal Chicken.” I don’t like anyone calling God a chicken but this made me smile.
Well, “No one’s going to take a wrong turn into yesterday,” except us, right? Or… maybe Alena did.
My thoughts play tonight. I wonder about Time and our friendship with Me. No tips tonight. Just thoughts to exchange. Do you have any to bring out to play?