DIVINE INTELLIGENCE - (Akiane 2)
There are three ways of looking at Schrodinger's Cat, before the box is opened. 1 - The cat in the box is alive. 2 - The cat in the box is dead. 2 - The cat in the box is all possibilities, both dead and alive simultaneously. (Interestingly, we may see each other in similar ways, depending on our degree of psychopathy vs lovingness).
Of course, scientifically, we view general reality as being of one time and existence, in which there may be dead things and living things, but everything is here and now, finitely, concretely, manifest. We do not study a world which is full of every possibility, all blurred together infinitely, except in our dreams, (as a kind of compensation for the prison of materialism).
But we do know that this is how the quantum world is - a soup of possibility. Everything is possible. All cats, dead and alive.
Yet, this cannot be so - possibility cannot be possibility - unless there is also some degree of emergence into a more certain, finite reality. Like the tiny tip of the iceberg, a little of the quantum soup must, by nature, peek with integrity into our realm, our school of hard knocks. Just as we morbid surface dwellers must have our dreams to refresh us, bearing us anew into every next day, thereby proving our realm definite, so must the dreamlike quantum world need its own torments of concrete reality barging in, to perhaps refresh or perhaps limit it, in order to prove that realm to be, instead, vastly indefinite.
A little of the Yin is in the Yang, and vice versa. There is no such thing as complete chaos, nor such thing as complete order. One must contain a little of the other in order to verify its true nature - a natural order or a natural chaos. So, you see, the cat never fully leaves the box, and always has one paw in, and one paw out. This is the way of nature.
So, we learn of the quantum realm through how it steps into, and interacts with, our more logical world. Likewise, the quantum realm reches trillions of miles across itself, and brings forth from its impossibility, logical consistency into the so-called real world, as when one entangled particle affects another. All across the quantum realm, doors are opening, and cats are popping out, appropriately to the local conditions, as either alive or dead. And, then, the cats go jumping back into boxes again. Well, some can see the transitional grey, and they say they can see ghosts. Indeed, they may.
Imagine a clear marble or glass bead or lens. Essentially, as a camera lens - bringing in light to brighten the wall of a box. Now, that lens can be too fat for any clear image to come through and precisely paint that wall, which is a specific distance away from the lens. These are the local conditions. Or, that lens may be too skinny to focus any image onto that screen, on the other hand. Only when shaped or carved to the appropriate thickness, and curve, does the lens import a perfect, clear picture, albeit upside down. Because, of course upside down, we're talking magic here.
So, this is similar to how the quantum realm will sometimes step in at the right time, in the right space, in order to correctly paint dreams on the screen inside your skull. Your eye - or your pineal - needs to be set at just the right angle, otherwise nothing but complete chaos - a blur of all possibilities - would come through. But, for these specific, local conditions - for these exact dimensions - quanta surface out of the soup and into your head, to complete the logical world we call real. And, in this dynamic, called observation, is all the magic and will of the universe, Consciousness.
It is not just in this still point of the turning world, in this one eye reflecting upon infinity, that quanta peek through into reality, turning possibility into actuality. Paradoxically, the same happens at every point within our known universe. In other words, every entity, (since it exists in time and space), becomes THE lucky lottery winner, who gets to host this very rare, black swan, tip-of-the-iceberg event. Every single entity, every atom, every molecule, every camera, every box. Because, at each one of these points, the local conditions a just right enough to act as a kind of antenna, picking up that impossible signal out of randomness and into experience - we might call it the spark of life.
But virtually never are the conditions at one point the same as those of another. Every lens, etc., must be shaped and arranged a little differently - in time, in space. In all cases, the one and only diviner reigns supreme, and all else goes on seemingly as a drunken muddle. Virtually. Seemingly. But, do they not, yet, all share the same thing in common? And, so, do they not also have the possibility of occasionally, accidentally, resonating with each other - picking up each other's vibes, reading each other's minds?
Yes. Just as it takes exactly the right conditions or construction for one observer to witness its cat walking out of a box, or such, so it also can take just the right conditions for one observer to key in on the observations, or feelings or thoughts, not only of another - but of ALL OTHERS.
There is a dynamic repository of all observations, of all knowledge, of all possibilities-as-real, available to be shared with certain observers, or psychics. This is like the universal sum of all realisations of quanta into finite reality, all magical observations, stored in a cloud of sorts. A cloud called consciousness. The tip of the universal iceberg, all cross-referencing itself, and so becoming a kind of reality of its own.
I call this divine intelligence. Like the necessity of dreams, mentioned above, and so like the necessity of facts, divine intelligence must exist as a kind of a reality, in the same way that nothingness must also exist by virtue of the existence of meaning. Divine intelligence is both an after-thought, a consequence, and an a priori, to the magic of individual experience and consciousness, but en gross. Each person has his or her own observations, consciousness and memories - which seem personal and subjective and private. But, there are some people or occasions where the combined consciousness - and impetus for consciousness - of all people - can be divined.
Divine intelligence is neither the source nor the end of the stream. It is not a computer matrix or madman mapping out every move each person makes. Nor is it the sewage that gathers after all the partying brains of civilisation is over and done with. It is neither a dead cat nor a live cat. It is neither all things nor nothing. It can be said to be a lucky accident that was bound to happen, given enough time, or the right species of typing monkeys.
Divine intelligence can be partly accessed by most people, whether through dreams, premonitions, visions, whimsies, or even just the flow of creativity, that Darwinians might refer to as, "instinct." (As old physicists once thought they had "inertia" easilly pegged). There is nothing wrong with either saying it is real, or it is not real, because it flows out of the crazy real/unreal quantum realm, and then back in again. But, just like everything else, its all up to every observers own interpretation.
Do with it what you will.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kj9FUAiXUug
The More the light gives... the more is left.
Of course, scientifically, we view general reality as being of one time and existence, in which there may be dead things and living things, but everything is here and now, finitely, concretely, manifest. We do not study a world which is full of every possibility, all blurred together infinitely, except in our dreams, (as a kind of compensation for the prison of materialism).
But we do know that this is how the quantum world is - a soup of possibility. Everything is possible. All cats, dead and alive.
Yet, this cannot be so - possibility cannot be possibility - unless there is also some degree of emergence into a more certain, finite reality. Like the tiny tip of the iceberg, a little of the quantum soup must, by nature, peek with integrity into our realm, our school of hard knocks. Just as we morbid surface dwellers must have our dreams to refresh us, bearing us anew into every next day, thereby proving our realm definite, so must the dreamlike quantum world need its own torments of concrete reality barging in, to perhaps refresh or perhaps limit it, in order to prove that realm to be, instead, vastly indefinite.
A little of the Yin is in the Yang, and vice versa. There is no such thing as complete chaos, nor such thing as complete order. One must contain a little of the other in order to verify its true nature - a natural order or a natural chaos. So, you see, the cat never fully leaves the box, and always has one paw in, and one paw out. This is the way of nature.
So, we learn of the quantum realm through how it steps into, and interacts with, our more logical world. Likewise, the quantum realm reches trillions of miles across itself, and brings forth from its impossibility, logical consistency into the so-called real world, as when one entangled particle affects another. All across the quantum realm, doors are opening, and cats are popping out, appropriately to the local conditions, as either alive or dead. And, then, the cats go jumping back into boxes again. Well, some can see the transitional grey, and they say they can see ghosts. Indeed, they may.
Imagine a clear marble or glass bead or lens. Essentially, as a camera lens - bringing in light to brighten the wall of a box. Now, that lens can be too fat for any clear image to come through and precisely paint that wall, which is a specific distance away from the lens. These are the local conditions. Or, that lens may be too skinny to focus any image onto that screen, on the other hand. Only when shaped or carved to the appropriate thickness, and curve, does the lens import a perfect, clear picture, albeit upside down. Because, of course upside down, we're talking magic here.
So, this is similar to how the quantum realm will sometimes step in at the right time, in the right space, in order to correctly paint dreams on the screen inside your skull. Your eye - or your pineal - needs to be set at just the right angle, otherwise nothing but complete chaos - a blur of all possibilities - would come through. But, for these specific, local conditions - for these exact dimensions - quanta surface out of the soup and into your head, to complete the logical world we call real. And, in this dynamic, called observation, is all the magic and will of the universe, Consciousness.
It is not just in this still point of the turning world, in this one eye reflecting upon infinity, that quanta peek through into reality, turning possibility into actuality. Paradoxically, the same happens at every point within our known universe. In other words, every entity, (since it exists in time and space), becomes THE lucky lottery winner, who gets to host this very rare, black swan, tip-of-the-iceberg event. Every single entity, every atom, every molecule, every camera, every box. Because, at each one of these points, the local conditions a just right enough to act as a kind of antenna, picking up that impossible signal out of randomness and into experience - we might call it the spark of life.
But virtually never are the conditions at one point the same as those of another. Every lens, etc., must be shaped and arranged a little differently - in time, in space. In all cases, the one and only diviner reigns supreme, and all else goes on seemingly as a drunken muddle. Virtually. Seemingly. But, do they not, yet, all share the same thing in common? And, so, do they not also have the possibility of occasionally, accidentally, resonating with each other - picking up each other's vibes, reading each other's minds?
Yes. Just as it takes exactly the right conditions or construction for one observer to witness its cat walking out of a box, or such, so it also can take just the right conditions for one observer to key in on the observations, or feelings or thoughts, not only of another - but of ALL OTHERS.
There is a dynamic repository of all observations, of all knowledge, of all possibilities-as-real, available to be shared with certain observers, or psychics. This is like the universal sum of all realisations of quanta into finite reality, all magical observations, stored in a cloud of sorts. A cloud called consciousness. The tip of the universal iceberg, all cross-referencing itself, and so becoming a kind of reality of its own.
I call this divine intelligence. Like the necessity of dreams, mentioned above, and so like the necessity of facts, divine intelligence must exist as a kind of a reality, in the same way that nothingness must also exist by virtue of the existence of meaning. Divine intelligence is both an after-thought, a consequence, and an a priori, to the magic of individual experience and consciousness, but en gross. Each person has his or her own observations, consciousness and memories - which seem personal and subjective and private. But, there are some people or occasions where the combined consciousness - and impetus for consciousness - of all people - can be divined.
Divine intelligence is neither the source nor the end of the stream. It is not a computer matrix or madman mapping out every move each person makes. Nor is it the sewage that gathers after all the partying brains of civilisation is over and done with. It is neither a dead cat nor a live cat. It is neither all things nor nothing. It can be said to be a lucky accident that was bound to happen, given enough time, or the right species of typing monkeys.
Divine intelligence can be partly accessed by most people, whether through dreams, premonitions, visions, whimsies, or even just the flow of creativity, that Darwinians might refer to as, "instinct." (As old physicists once thought they had "inertia" easilly pegged). There is nothing wrong with either saying it is real, or it is not real, because it flows out of the crazy real/unreal quantum realm, and then back in again. But, just like everything else, its all up to every observers own interpretation.
Do with it what you will.
Click to viewhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kj9FUAiXUug
The More the light gives... the more is left.