This is a post that has been unpublished for some time after it was originally written. It was revived by a movie and for those of you who do not wish to hear any more about the universe, you can skip ahead to the bottom. But you need to read both parts to understand how this was revived, the common mystery of life and the universe from the movie and this paper respectively.
Even the transition from photon (or photonic) energy to wave forms uses the undivided speed of light (10^8) as a factor of compression.
Other transitions, however, that involve similar energies do not. Yes, you can say that 1/2 of light speed is still light speed, but that fails to recognize that light speed is a compression factor and not an actual velocity, except for coordinate change.
We must also recognize that for movement to achieve light speed, other coordinate changes must be sacrificed in terms of change.
If the universe is a mystery novel, this fractional rate change is a clue.
One can get lost in the elegance of the theory and forget that coordinates are merely a mathematical tool for tracking something which is vastly different. The solutions of NLT may be solved as we have done it so that we arrive at the same place as string theory by complicating the other factors involved.
The best example for creating an artificial solution is to define things in terms of "coordinate change in time" without fully explaining coordinate change and change. Until we can describe something as artificial and all encompassing as time and figure out what coordinate changes
We start to define things like time in terms of light speed and before you know it you have redefined everything in terms of space time and you begin to run into the same paradox issues, such as irrational numbers, equations without solutions and observational conundrums that you find in traditional physics and before you know it you're defining ridiculously complex string types and particles just to make your equations work and to define where things come from instead of going further back and trying to determine what is happening in g-space where the space-time doesn't exist at all, at least not in a linear fashion.
But I promised the discussion of a movie. I love to watch old movies and old books, the older the better. I read a first hand account of the black plague in Europe, for example. I believe it was called Plague year, but if you're curious enough, you can ask and I'll find it.
This was done in a "primitive time" but if you read it you would be surprised at how sophisticated the writer was. It was not some primitive superstition, but instead a very studied period of time. There was introspection and horror. There was cowardice as those with money flee the cities and horror where people were shut into their homes by force and boarded up to die, but it was not done by suspicion and superstition, nor merely driven by fear. Instead it was a studied effort to save civilization in the face of a threat much worse (airborne, wiping out perhaps 1/2 of Europe) than ebola. Still, there is much to be said, with the news today for this old story whose name I forget.
But this is about an old movie. It may surprise you, but I have no one to watch these old movies with. It's a problem, but not one with a easy solution; perhaps it doesn't have a solution. It's not one I can board up and lock in a house.
But this is about an old movie that resurrected this post. And it was a quote from the movie which is from an old book, "The Circus Dr. Lao Circus". So here's the quote:
The whole world is a circus if you look at it the right way, being alive is fantastic, pick up a handful of dust and realize you are looking at a marvel and not dust at all. This is the quote that resurrected the post.
There were some other quotes. The future is always nonsense until it becomes the past. Mirrors are often ugly. Very beautiful, but it is the delivery of the them that leads to me mention it. I'll tell you about that, but first, let me tell you the movie was The 7 faces of Dr Lao based on the book.
This movie had Tony Randall and the delicious Barbara Eden. What struck me in connection with this movie was how much the role of Randall and the talents of Randall matched those of Neal Patrick Harris. How these actors in a far past time matched those of present. This reminds me of a similar comparison, the identity of concept between the new "tank movie", "Fury" and the venerable WWII movie, Sahara. I wonder if they given them the credit they deserve for the being the trail blazers of film and stage they were, Tony Randall and Humphrey Bogart? And who should I compare Eden with? Jennifer Lawrence? Go ahead and laugh, it is good for you.
And if I could, I would watch these movies with you and we could discuss it in more detail and perhaps over drinks and in company.
Ah well, Some things you can do by halves and some things you cannot.
This was in a prior post, but it is nice to revisit these things, edit them to make them better or worse on occasion.
Love by halves
You can try all you want
You cannot do love by halves
You can do the things that are part of love
filling you bucket list of sex acts for example
And you can do them by halvesBut you cannot do love by halves
Infatuation can be done by halves
But if the universe has taught me anything
Infatuation is not love
Love is something that makes us forget
our failings and the failings of others
the universe seems to be made for love
if it is made for anything noble
Something other than a science project
Love is not a known thingthe universe seems to be made for love
if it is made for anything noble
Something other than a science project
it is as mysterious as time itself
it must have some purpose
but even that is hidden from us
That makes the universe something
besides a science project
And you cannot do the universe by halvesit must have some purpose
but even that is hidden from us
That makes the universe something
besides a science project
love is a reflection of the universe
They both are timeless
Powerful and beautiful
Both full of excitement and danger
Love involves all time
And when love is lost
there is nothing there at all
and yet both are still there
no matter how many times
you divide them
Neither is done by halves
Neither disappears when cut in half
both permanent in some unknown way
and haunting to the lovers
you divide them
Neither is done by halves
Neither disappears when cut in half
both permanent in some unknown way
and haunting to the lovers
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