musing/ on consciousness
You have to be willing.
You have to be willing to risk in order to gain.
But you have to have a will.
I don't know exactly what others are experiencing or seeing, but I don't mind.
The concepts of near-death experiences are that you experience what you were like from the points of view of those around you... or maybe death itself brings that...
So, if and when the ending comes, I want to be able to see or feel the things that I gave out, and maybe never saw the return on.
It's something humans think about. About death. We contemplate it, in advance of its happening.
I try to take a better approach and give give give in my life, so that I can see the way the light given out radiated in the grand scheme, eventually.
I was told, once, by a spiritual fellow I met, that upon really meeting me and such... that "I [probably?] never really went to sleep." In an esoteric sense, I think. As if I'd reincarnated endlessly, to keep witnessing life here on Earth. And it felt true.
Consciousness doesn't really end, and subconsciousness is like saying that the molecules below the surface of the water are unlike the molecules at the surface.
I do believe that while we may appear to be born tabla rasa, the consciousness with which we are endowed comes from somewhere.
If God were an omnipotent being and got tired of being omnipotent and always knowing everything, he would have to give himself a form of amnesia. 'God' and 'he' are slightly vague here.
So, create physical reality, where all things are light slowed down and given spin.
And then like a solid diamond within a compressed space, hit it with a hammer, and you get fractures.
Each fracture is sort of like an individual's consciousness.
We get the delusions that we are God in some altered states -- because we are. But we are not the whole being, we are only a fraction.
We are still connected to the whole thing.
But a single beam of light sent into the diamond would scatter in endless odd and unique directions, rather than a unified way of shining a light through a clear unfractured prism.
Each oddly-shaped unique individual distorts and bends the light that comes in, and changes it when it goes out. Energy never destroyed nor created, only transmuted/formchanged.
If the edges were like a mirrored room, then a limited amount of light could be in this, say, fixed-energy system, and it could just keep bouncing back and forth and changing directions, with minimal entropy.
There are hints that there is a unified field of energy beneath all reality, and that it is a fixed-energy system where there is a limited amount of resource-energy to go around.
But it's a LOT of energy -- look at the billions of stars, and we're such a tiny thing in the grand perspective, but we can see so much, and yet not see so much.
I used an online nickname at one point, "Frozen Starlight".
If you could pause reality to a static frame of reference, and see every quanta of light, in its wave/particle forms (where it is, and where it's moving, like a cone, a rock creating ripples as it drops down through a pond)...
If you could see a static frame of a moment, you could see all the light of every star shining down on you.
Fourteen billion years of light, all the paths of the light still on its way and in front of you.
We can only see fourteen billion light years to the edge of the Universe -- but if you go a few light years away, you'd still probably see that same amount... or would you?
I've contemplated this thought a little more in depth in the past, but I've got the concept down.
We can see another light-year of light every year that passes.
All of this Universe we see and experience could be a single particle within a nebula, too.
We could be the very things creating the source of energy and fuel for a new star.
We often ask others to enlighten us, we say others are radiant or beaming, there are many light metaphors.
Where is the point of singularity from which you act and can say "I am Andrew"?
Is there a single point of consciousness from which you operate the body, or do you have a gestalt/amalgam sense of reality due to the body's systems?
In a way, that point of consciousness could be like a single point of light, a photon. And interactions between people are much like the idea of interactions between photons.
Put a bunch of people in a room and give them a catalyst or a topic to talk about or a person called a 'professor'... and you've got a basic particle accelerator -- to get people moving and moving faster.
A whole college institution, a school, a workplace, all these structures just serve as different types of particle accelerators, and each individual point of consciousness is the particle(s).
The thing is that I think we have different phases -- when we are depressed and drain energy, we are like a black hole; even basic hunger is sort of like the need to consume and condense and take energy in.
And when we are beaming and radiant and giving and spewing energy out, we're like a white hole -- a concept mockingly used in an episode of Red Dwarf, but I liked it -- a reverse of a black hole, spewing time and space.
Yin is the negation, the inertia, the stillness, the passive, the receptive, the black hole.
Yang is the position, the action, the movement, the freedom, the active, the giving, the white hole.
Ideal interactions between people in TV shows, if you ever notice, are much like pairing-offs of a yin and a yang... or like a double-date with two yins and two yangs. Physical sex doesn't have to do with it, but the archetypes are underlying the characters. And in reality, as well.
Where is the exact point of consciousness that defines that you are you, where you are, and how you know that you are?
Is it at the back of your mind, at the back of your eyes, in your heart, and so forth.
Does it move, or is it static?
Where does it go when we dream, or even daydream?
It's a meandering. I'm not 100% sure where I went, or if I got anywhere, but just going somewhere is better than going nowhere.
Even if I went around in a circle, I successfully traversed distance, even if the endpoint and startpoint appeared to be the same.
Which is more like the upward spiral, the aspirations of life.
We are 'God', creating our own realities, where perception helps determine reality.
Choosing what we want to see more of, because the mind usually sees what it's looking for.
One of the things I think is a purpose in my life is to try to get the words out to describe these things, because some people can't.
I actually was thinking "boy, I know a friend of mine who would love to hear me go on this spiel" as I was typing.
I've got a gift with words, and I know I ought to use it.
Just not always at the right time, the right words, to the right person, for the right purpose, etc.
You have to be willing to risk in order to gain.
But you have to have a will.
I don't know exactly what others are experiencing or seeing, but I don't mind.
The concepts of near-death experiences are that you experience what you were like from the points of view of those around you... or maybe death itself brings that...
So, if and when the ending comes, I want to be able to see or feel the things that I gave out, and maybe never saw the return on.
It's something humans think about. About death. We contemplate it, in advance of its happening.
I try to take a better approach and give give give in my life, so that I can see the way the light given out radiated in the grand scheme, eventually.
I was told, once, by a spiritual fellow I met, that upon really meeting me and such... that "I [probably?] never really went to sleep." In an esoteric sense, I think. As if I'd reincarnated endlessly, to keep witnessing life here on Earth. And it felt true.
Consciousness doesn't really end, and subconsciousness is like saying that the molecules below the surface of the water are unlike the molecules at the surface.
I do believe that while we may appear to be born tabla rasa, the consciousness with which we are endowed comes from somewhere.
If God were an omnipotent being and got tired of being omnipotent and always knowing everything, he would have to give himself a form of amnesia. 'God' and 'he' are slightly vague here.
So, create physical reality, where all things are light slowed down and given spin.
And then like a solid diamond within a compressed space, hit it with a hammer, and you get fractures.
Each fracture is sort of like an individual's consciousness.
We get the delusions that we are God in some altered states -- because we are. But we are not the whole being, we are only a fraction.
We are still connected to the whole thing.
But a single beam of light sent into the diamond would scatter in endless odd and unique directions, rather than a unified way of shining a light through a clear unfractured prism.
Each oddly-shaped unique individual distorts and bends the light that comes in, and changes it when it goes out. Energy never destroyed nor created, only transmuted/formchanged.
If the edges were like a mirrored room, then a limited amount of light could be in this, say, fixed-energy system, and it could just keep bouncing back and forth and changing directions, with minimal entropy.
There are hints that there is a unified field of energy beneath all reality, and that it is a fixed-energy system where there is a limited amount of resource-energy to go around.
But it's a LOT of energy -- look at the billions of stars, and we're such a tiny thing in the grand perspective, but we can see so much, and yet not see so much.
I used an online nickname at one point, "Frozen Starlight".
If you could pause reality to a static frame of reference, and see every quanta of light, in its wave/particle forms (where it is, and where it's moving, like a cone, a rock creating ripples as it drops down through a pond)...
If you could see a static frame of a moment, you could see all the light of every star shining down on you.
Fourteen billion years of light, all the paths of the light still on its way and in front of you.
We can only see fourteen billion light years to the edge of the Universe -- but if you go a few light years away, you'd still probably see that same amount... or would you?
I've contemplated this thought a little more in depth in the past, but I've got the concept down.
We can see another light-year of light every year that passes.
All of this Universe we see and experience could be a single particle within a nebula, too.
We could be the very things creating the source of energy and fuel for a new star.
We often ask others to enlighten us, we say others are radiant or beaming, there are many light metaphors.
Where is the point of singularity from which you act and can say "I am Andrew"?
Is there a single point of consciousness from which you operate the body, or do you have a gestalt/amalgam sense of reality due to the body's systems?
In a way, that point of consciousness could be like a single point of light, a photon. And interactions between people are much like the idea of interactions between photons.
Put a bunch of people in a room and give them a catalyst or a topic to talk about or a person called a 'professor'... and you've got a basic particle accelerator -- to get people moving and moving faster.
A whole college institution, a school, a workplace, all these structures just serve as different types of particle accelerators, and each individual point of consciousness is the particle(s).
The thing is that I think we have different phases -- when we are depressed and drain energy, we are like a black hole; even basic hunger is sort of like the need to consume and condense and take energy in.
And when we are beaming and radiant and giving and spewing energy out, we're like a white hole -- a concept mockingly used in an episode of Red Dwarf, but I liked it -- a reverse of a black hole, spewing time and space.
Yin is the negation, the inertia, the stillness, the passive, the receptive, the black hole.
Yang is the position, the action, the movement, the freedom, the active, the giving, the white hole.
Ideal interactions between people in TV shows, if you ever notice, are much like pairing-offs of a yin and a yang... or like a double-date with two yins and two yangs. Physical sex doesn't have to do with it, but the archetypes are underlying the characters. And in reality, as well.
Where is the exact point of consciousness that defines that you are you, where you are, and how you know that you are?
Is it at the back of your mind, at the back of your eyes, in your heart, and so forth.
Does it move, or is it static?
Where does it go when we dream, or even daydream?
It's a meandering. I'm not 100% sure where I went, or if I got anywhere, but just going somewhere is better than going nowhere.
Even if I went around in a circle, I successfully traversed distance, even if the endpoint and startpoint appeared to be the same.
Which is more like the upward spiral, the aspirations of life.
We are 'God', creating our own realities, where perception helps determine reality.
Choosing what we want to see more of, because the mind usually sees what it's looking for.
One of the things I think is a purpose in my life is to try to get the words out to describe these things, because some people can't.
I actually was thinking "boy, I know a friend of mine who would love to hear me go on this spiel" as I was typing.
I've got a gift with words, and I know I ought to use it.
Just not always at the right time, the right words, to the right person, for the right purpose, etc.