The quantum nature of reality is becoming more and more intriguing. There are subjects that come up that seem, on their face, to be important. Research into them reveals details that also seem important. These are like stories, the elements of which seem like facts. Yet, the same story is thought of an entirely different way in other places. So, like who’s to really say?
I just took a drive. I took a drive through the Adirondacks last week. I was driving for a while, and spending time there when I got there. Spring had sprung. Life was moving, and with the exception of some residual snow in the shadows, all the ice was gone. Sunny, warm, and pleasant in this place where life is generally lived outdoors. No bugs. None. This is a most anomalous feature, this is one of the bug capitals of the world. The Insect Apocalypse headline from a few years back came to mind. I take a look at the front of the vehicle… Remarkably few dead ones on the front of the truck. Where are all the bugs?
I’m a staunch critic of the modern world, and the technologies associated with it, that I believe are doing harm. My buddy and I go back and forth all the time. I have the tendency to say that the sky is falling. I usually hear back that it’s not that bad. I don’t want to jump ugly with this guy, or anybody else for that matter, so I bite my tongue.”There are plenty of bugs down here.” , he says. Questions swim around the pool of my mind. What really does make up the world that’s being perceived? Does news of the world affect actuality? What about placebo, and the power of suggestion? Is the formulation of what is perceived personal? How distinct are reality bubbles? What are the boundaries and elements of our shared reality? How agreeable do we have to be? How much does a personal state of being effect the nature of the reality in which one resides? At the end of the question line I ask myself, Are we perceiving the same phenomena differently, or is what we are seeing actually different? All of a sudden the sense of need to have someone else recognize my view falls way off. The is a brave new version of live and let live.
A persuasive argument tactic of mine is to line up a series of headlines that support some element of the news world, collate the articles in a way that seems coherent, and then download them into someone’s inbox. So whether it’s the insect apocalypse, covert establishment of the Federal Reserve, lunacy of the official 9-11 story, corruption of the health care system, bastardization of our collective history, secrecy of bio-engineering, geo-engineering, and on, and on, I’m making what I always feel is a well supported argument. However, this whole mass of understanding is now up for grabs.
First of all, it is no fun to lower an informational boom on anyone. Gotta figure that we are all entitled to maintaining the trappings of our own space. Who really wants to honor personal liberty and trample it at the same time? Perhaps my delights and troubles are my own; shared or not. The version of every everything is an amalgam of expression catapulted through eternity with cosmic capacities of which only a scintilla can the processor of five senses refine. Hence, some kind of meditation which allows access to effective direct observation of the next scintilla of a greater reality previously not known at all. If nothing else the economy of attention, and the energies of it, can be used in some other way than to try to persuade anyone to see it this way rather than that.