Today marks the 2 week anniversary of my latest "break" from caffeine. The effects and much of the allure of coffee have long since become a thing of the past. The first week is the worst, being tired, an occasional headache and having the type of symptoms associated with any change in diet and routine. The first time after a long period of drinking coffee was more difficult and I set a more precise period to avoid coffee (60 days that stretched into 120); but having stopped, for coffee at least, and repeatedly it seems to get easier. It remains to be seen whether my heroine addiction would be the same. In this circumstance I did not set a time frame, perhaps suspecting correctly that not drinking coffee would be easier; but in truth events have made my decision better, the wrenching of life being much worse than coffee and thrill ride I'm on suggesting that coffee would not add the pleasant outside conversation cafe experience of staring into your eyes, assuming I would do that, but instead something more akin of staring into my own unliving skull. But enough of that.
I am approaching an end of sorts. My plan is to complete the third edition, all of what is written and much set out in these last few months will be included. I would say that I am very distracted, that even editing seems nearly impossible, but I am also content that it is time to move on, at least till the 4th edition.
This is a time of great unsettlement. Many things changing at once. But if all things happen at once and have therefore happened before, then isn't this time no different from any other time? It somehow seems unlikely. Each moment even if carved out of amber, continues forever and is, therefore, more precious that we can imagine, for its joy and for its pain. Why do we squander it? Why don't we sit together in some sort of peace and drink coffee together. I suppose the only reason I can suggest is because I have for the moment stopped drinking coffee and do not need another reason to talk myself into it.
We be creatures of linearity and as such we change from one moment to another in our worlds. We can recognize the timeless, while what little time we have is frittered away.
Completing things is important. This little bit of star dust, of happenstance to be more precise, should be finished, but only for those with an eye toward knowing that which is better not known. Living in ignorance is often less painful, their being degrees of knowledge that bring joy and additional amounts sorrow, and then back to joy again, round and round like a sine wave, but one with occasional frequency drops which can be quite significant. Sometimes waiting makes sense. Those who kill themselves in fits of economic panic, for example, would most likely do better given a little perspective, why the rush?
But you can wait to long, for only creatures of change have a place in an ever changing universe. hence i should change what i write, what i do, where I look for challenges and comfort when the situation calls for it, you should also.
The universe is much too complicated to exist, the reason that NLC is so easy to accept as a theory. That and the inconsistencies. Irrational numbers, irrational people-you know who you are, and the like.
When you consider the universe as a moving, expanding, contracting timeless entity, the amount of information is infinite. Creation is not necessary. The one big flaw in primogenitor religion is that the existence and reason for existence of god has to be accepted without proof. Even EHT didn't answer this question well. While it allows for a very rational, physics based god derived from features of a singularity universe, it doesn't explain how a singularity universe could come into being. It is, therefore, more logical to reject existence, even though we experience it, than to accept it.
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