Snow Crash
Well-Known Member
There are some theories on the multi-verse.
In many definitions the number of parallel universes is unlimited, while in some quantum interpretations there is a limit despite being vast. Then in some theories there are only a few universes parallel to us, in which things bounce into and out of.
In these systems, where there are only a few universes, it is like one reality stacked on top of another. Like pieces of paper, or strings on a harp. The concept is that the energy in our reality is a kind of vibration of the multi-dimensional strings of space-time. The kind of frequency a string vibrates at determines the particle it represents, from quarks to electrons. Our reality is "humming" like a plucked string on a guitar because at a point about 14 to 16 billion years ago the two realities collided for a very brief moment. The collision caused a reverberation in both universes. So it would be that on one side of us is a completely opposite-verse. The rules, universal constants like the mass of sub-atomic particles, would be very different and it could be extremely unlike our own universe. Then to the other side of us is an utterly empty universe.
There are many interpretations of the multi-verse theory and they are not all infinite. Yet, despite the quantity of realities this doesn't make free-will or choice any more free. Whichever concept you subscribe to still leaves the undeniable truth that our perception of one event occurring before or after another is a human condition. The omniscient observer sees the "pluck" of the string as a single event rather than a series, and we are simply caught up in the swirling energy of the universe.
When you start to see just how small we are, how short a period of time we have existed, and to think we are somehow more special than we already are... I dunno... I don't need a God to endow me with his image to feel both important and minuscule in the Great Show. Trying to understand what existence is, where it rises from, and why. What we are made of, and what makes it up, and how I can influence my perception of the future before returning to the energy cycle... This is the path I find that, at some point, the deeper I look down it... There must be a God to place the universes in motion. Why should anything exist at all?
I feel lucky and blessed just to have an opportunity to experience it. If it is destiny... Then I am okay with accepting that and trying to enjoy the humor and beauty that this short life will be.
In many definitions the number of parallel universes is unlimited, while in some quantum interpretations there is a limit despite being vast. Then in some theories there are only a few universes parallel to us, in which things bounce into and out of.
In these systems, where there are only a few universes, it is like one reality stacked on top of another. Like pieces of paper, or strings on a harp. The concept is that the energy in our reality is a kind of vibration of the multi-dimensional strings of space-time. The kind of frequency a string vibrates at determines the particle it represents, from quarks to electrons. Our reality is "humming" like a plucked string on a guitar because at a point about 14 to 16 billion years ago the two realities collided for a very brief moment. The collision caused a reverberation in both universes. So it would be that on one side of us is a completely opposite-verse. The rules, universal constants like the mass of sub-atomic particles, would be very different and it could be extremely unlike our own universe. Then to the other side of us is an utterly empty universe.
There are many interpretations of the multi-verse theory and they are not all infinite. Yet, despite the quantity of realities this doesn't make free-will or choice any more free. Whichever concept you subscribe to still leaves the undeniable truth that our perception of one event occurring before or after another is a human condition. The omniscient observer sees the "pluck" of the string as a single event rather than a series, and we are simply caught up in the swirling energy of the universe.
When you start to see just how small we are, how short a period of time we have existed, and to think we are somehow more special than we already are... I dunno... I don't need a God to endow me with his image to feel both important and minuscule in the Great Show. Trying to understand what existence is, where it rises from, and why. What we are made of, and what makes it up, and how I can influence my perception of the future before returning to the energy cycle... This is the path I find that, at some point, the deeper I look down it... There must be a God to place the universes in motion. Why should anything exist at all?
I feel lucky and blessed just to have an opportunity to experience it. If it is destiny... Then I am okay with accepting that and trying to enjoy the humor and beauty that this short life will be.
