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| I really rather liked this letter in New Scientist:- "I can't understand all those naive professors havering over whether the universe has a purpose when it is all so obvious. The sole goal and culmination of the big bang, inflation, stellar formation and everything else is the creation of a life-support system for me - the apogee and final purpose of creation and evolution. When I die it will all cease to exist. It can be no coincidence that wherever I stand is astride the centre of the surface of the world. Nor can it be mere happenstance that the whole of the visible universe is centred exactly between my eyeballs." Made me chuckle but also a bit more than that. I feel a good bit better today but still a bit grotty but the missus is looking after me like the fucking brilliant person she is. My family and my wife mean so much to me and I feel such overwhelming love for all of them, no matter how drippy that sounds. But as for the missus, our love has, if anything, intensified during this cancer. I know I could never feel this again in my life, I love absolutely everything about her and I really hope I can love her for many years to come, with all the heart I can muster. She deserves to be so happy and I don't want to die and make her unhappy, one of many, many reasons why the fight will go no matter news I get. Even if I'm at deaths door, I'll be praying to every religions god under the sun, hoping for a miracle. No giving in. Ever. The hairs coming off our new rugs look like little ginger pubes. | ||
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| ...but observed in great detail, analysed, synthesised and then tested. Whenever anyone says "well, it's just obvious, isn't it..." my scientific hackles rise.
But I know what you mean - we're all the centre of our own universe, so it's really only relative, isn't it? Perhaps this could be Einstein's 'Personal Theory of Relativity' (or Spinoza's) ? We really must have this conversation next time! Take care, marra. Edited by ps on Saturday, November 3, 2007 at 4:09 PM | |||
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| I know what you mean, I took it more in jest but the point of 'we're all the centre of our own universe and when we die that universe ceases to exist' is an interesting way of looking at things. | |||
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| ...it gets back to the fact that we never know what is 'real', only what our sensors respond to and what our brain makes of those senses - our own version of the universe. And of course that version is often flawed (the brain - and the senses - can be conditioned, tricked, fooled or manipulated). So does the abstract concept of 'reality' have any value if we will never know it? In fact - does it even exist if no person ever has or ever will truly 'know it?
Or do we have to have 'faith' that there is a reality beyond our senses...? :-) Edited by ps on Saturday, November 3, 2007 at 8:27 PM | |||
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