We spoke in the last blog about -1. Everything is built on -1. The broken down equations for pi prove this to be the case (book 1). Even the higher curvature equations rely on this.
What we have determined is that there is pre-1 state which we call zero or nothing but it is g-space. It has no size because size and time don't exist. It is not space, because space is build from pi(0)'s relationship to pi(1) and ultimately it is ct1 which is a pi(1) state.
Pi(0) is a post nothing state, however, because it is not built on zero, but on -1. So our first definition of pi is not truely pi(0) it is merely a pure -1 derivative without the baggage of positive numbers which mathematically are not even positive, but are instead "not negative".
What we have is "not nothing", -1; and not negative one, 1. This is the true origin of our thermodynamic illusion that we call o-space.
These are not philosophical differences. You who are saying, 'semantics' or 'babble' should have your head tapped with a sliderule. These are fundamental concepts that define the transition at the first level from g-space to o-space. It is genius, but only in context with the dervation of true pi and curvature which has been done within this blog and is a feature of books 1-4 in its various forms.
So i can make salads with onion
And no one will care
for that is what I eat
my last meal perhaps
an onion salad
there is no one to disappoint
no one who cares about the cold scraps
that even a cat wouldn't eat
which makes my lonely meal
you've ruined everyone else for me
and yet you complain
because once i let you down
a thousand sunrises
I woke unhappy
unable to hold onto oblivion
knowing you slept
late in someone else's arms
there was no one
there could be no one
who could make me forget you
i turn to my poetry
you cannot take that
buy your poetry is different
perfect lips and body
even your sneer is beautiful
the perfect lover
who no one can forget
but that i could seek solace
in idle superstitions
blind myself to science eyes
but even when i think gods house
i want to be there with you
for how could it be gods house
if you were not there
you who embody
every greek sybil
every pagan demon
that can be embodied
by beauty alone
and just the right amount of evil
wishing
you could love
like i do
What can I do
I can't excuse myself
anymore than you can
the difference is
I am bent and ugly
to reticient, unsure
knowing only in death
will i be perfect
only in retrospect
completed
for i embody futility
in my actions, my theories
my certainty
and even so
i do not try
to do the impossible
forget you
Anyway, this section is a little longer so I'm breaking it because I can. Want to read faster? Buy the books. Or buy some of the other stuff i've republished. It's pretty good. I wish I had more time to write, so much to do I have to pick things and abandon others.
Another example: Time Dilation
EQUATIONS: Why does CT4 disappear
approaching the speed of light (time dilation)
The
one paragraph summary: If the change in
time coordinates is conserved, then as you increase the change along one set of
time coordinates, the other time coordinate changes must decrease. Standard clock time is the perceived change
in three coordinates when observed by having a fourth time coordinate from
which to observe the other three.
Therefore, acceleration in three-dimensional space decrease the ability
of the fourth coordinate to change, decreasing the amount of change perceivable
from this perspective. This translates into relative quantum
movement along information arms by lower ct states (one state lower).
This
indicates that perception does not move from one coordinate to allow perception
of three dimensions. There is no reason
for a fixed time dimension; only that one coordinate change allows the view of
three others. A non-state, the
information arm/carrier allows for a perspective based on the potential for
compression or decompression in the mathematical solution. Dimensional analysis
is irrelevant. Things “remain” in place
despite the number of simultaneous changes because the overall change is
conserved.
Time
dilation generally follows the rule that the more speed, the less history and
the more history the less speed which is exactly what was shown with time
dilation. This has to do with shared vrs
substituted lower ct states. (1) If the minimum size for ct4 (one lasting for 1x10-37th
of a second) is a ct3 carrier with a length of 10^2^4 and if this reflects a
change relative to ct1 of 10^2^4*6^2^3*4^2^2 and (2) if there is a substitution
for velocity between states based on changing ct1 for another length at the
maximum rate of 1:256 (ct1 to ct2) then one can see: a) Stability is offset by
speed and b) speed (substitution of ct1 at a maximum rate of 1:256) is directly
proportional to the comparative rate of change between ct4 and ct3 (i.e. as the
carrier gets longer, the substitution rate goes down slowing the velocity AND
changing the ration of ct3 to ct4 thereby changing the amount of time dilation
which is the ratio of ct3 change to ct4 change in this instance because of the
stacking formula.
There are factors:
1) The underlying ct1 base length that defines when a given ct1 state and its
dependent compressed states will shift from positive to negative (change polarity); (2) ct1 substitution rates
along the length of the various information arms tied to item 1; (3) higher
state sharing within high ct states which is also associated with movement
along transitional information arms for the next higher state.
And last, but not least, because my poetry doesn't embody the beauty of prose that I want to share with you, despite what you don't want to share with me.
where to live, from out of doors to the holy land
Tall trees arch above the road; white balconies gleam through the foliage; the murmur and the laughter of flowing streams surround us. The railroad and the carriage-road meet and cross each other down the vale. Country houses and cafés, some dingy and dilapidated, others new and trim, are half hidden among the groves or perched close beside the highway. Poplars and willows, plane-trees and lindens, walnuts and mulberries, apricots and almonds, twisted fig-trees and climbing roses, grow joyfully wherever the parcelled water flows in its many channels. Above this line, on the sides of the vale, everything is bare and brown and dry. But the depth of the valley is an embroidered sash of bloom laid across the sackcloth of the desert. And in the centre of this long verdure runs the parent river, a flood of clear green; rushing, leaping, curling into white foam; filling its channel of thirty or forty feet from bank to bank, and making the silver-leafed willows and poplars, that stand with their feet in the stream, tremble with the swiftness of its cool, strong current.
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