5 posts tagged “dimensions in time”

Then there is invention and discovery. A person invents something and in the end decides that it is not useful enough or that it is too dangerous. Said person then destroys all the information or hides it in such a way that no one can find it. Often, within years, someone else invents the same thing. Now, the first person did not say anything about the invention and the other person lives on the other side of the earth. The inventions though come about at the same time, then a few months later another person in yet another far outpost, invents the same thing! It does not really matter who was first but what is important is the fact that once something is "invented" it tends to be invented over and over again. Even more curious is that even if the invention is not something that people might consider using all that often but might consider it "handy". It is amazing just how much invention within one area happens at one time. If it is meant for this "time" then it appears again and again, until eventually the invention is taken up and used or applied.

So, once it is conceived it becomes accessible for others. Again, this is like déjà vu, the idea transcends the possibility of communication or even of expression. It transcends the linear view.

Imagine a helix background wallpaper and that someone placed a plumb line along one part. The plumb lined area is what we assume to be time but what if it is the entire wall? Differing dimensions or planes would be different walls, ceilings, angles. We experience all the "moments" in this wallpaper, it is the subconscious, which sorts what information is related to where. Remember, the subconscious is NOT linear, it has no sense of time, so it could easily sort through all the information and access what it needs as needed and send that information to the conscious mind. In this context, the idea of an idea spreading to others within an era is very probable. In fact, it would be more than probable if the idea, discovery or invention is such that it is needed. There is a saying "What has been discovered can not be undiscovered." can just as easily apply to invention, even when it is purposely hidden..

A turn of the wrist and the rubric cube is once again a jumble of colors.

More space than anything else, even the smallest things known to man have space in them and yet, space is not and cannot be quantified as anything. So what on earth is it? What is space and why is it a part of everything? I have likened it to a suspension liquid that keeps things together yet separate. It simply Holds things and as I think about it I can't help but wonder, why so little is known about this phenomenon, this nothing, this everything. We would not be able to exist without space, nor would anything else.

What if time, is really space?

The rubrics cube clicks and I have two solid square panels but still, the rest is a muddle. Another color catches my attention and the game continues. Dreams are the things that help us to keep our sanity. I have always wondered if they might be more than ways to process the daily "waking" moments. It takes approximately forty-five minutes to process through the dream cycle, which is why three hours of sleep is the absolute minimum to live on during times of sleep deprivation. Still, three hours is a short-term solution and science has proven that a full and complete six hours is the absolute minimum for everyday life. During REM sleep, doctors have submitted that we experience approximately twenty to thirty dreams during the ten-minute cycle. We remember having very few dreams but we remember what the dream was about, even less of that time.

If sleep was the "processing time" then I need to look at a computer for reference. As it is, computers still are nowhere near as fast at processing as the human brain is. Still, even with disk cleanup, scandisk, defrag and other daily maintenance, the computer only takes a half hour, tops (using the fastest processors). If this is the case, then the human brain must needs work even more quickly. Maybe one percent of each sleep cycle would be devoted to "clean up and maintenance". If this were the case, what would the remaining dream time be used for?

I am thinking that the REM time is used to access those other "moments" within the plane of our existence. Comparing notes, so to speak with the options and directions chosen within the framework of the connection of the helix pattern. Remember, all the helixs touch, so the knowledge is there. The thought is that we "experience" all of our choices and so, live within a myriad of lives, within the same experience of "now". That means that some frames are further down the road than others, some could correspond to "now" exactly, while others may be slightly off, or even further in the "past or future". In dreams there would be no reference of "time", we would just be part or witness and that is all.

This would explain the feeling of déjà vu but it would also explain the sense of "instant recognition" between people who have never met.

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In either case, this would certainly explain moments of déjà vu, as well as those who might have premonitions more often. The thought that time is not necessarily parallel, makes sense to me but describing it still makes no sense as it is not a matter of planes of existence, nor of angles, it is more than that. There is a history to time, handed down throughout the generations. Past deeds, weather, the way we create or make things, the lessons learned, some of which we seem to always need to learn on our own to find out in our own way. Other times, the lesson sticks and it becomes part of who we are. I can't help but wonder though, if the lessons that stick are merely the lessons already incorporated.

That brings us to past lives and though I dearly love to hold this close to my heart and wish it so, I still find myself wondering if it is a pipe dream. In the context of the helix background though, reincarnation would be a mute point. Time moving other than parallel, tells me that we can have the same moment, in different scenarios a myriad of times. Each being separate from the other and with the merging patterns of different helix patterns, we can indeed have more than one "life" at the same time as they are really not the same moment or the same place but still of the same plane.

The rubrics cube again plays in my head. A few days ago someone read a poem of his using the rubrics cube as a metaphor for thinking. It has been in my head ever since, playing with my thoughts of time, strings, helix and hexils. Every time the cube is twisted in my head, another thought occurs.

The Galaxy we live in is a spiral, not old and not young, a middle-aged galaxy with definite form. In the skies there are other galaxies and universes that have different shapes and yet, when I look at them I see them becoming spirals, see them from a differing angle that says they could be spirals, see them changing from spirals. All of them, in one way or another, having spirals within them. I see giant ways of stars that could be the arms of spirals as well as large strings that have the feel of the helix, and space.

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Taking the analogy of a book further, what if, I "lost my place in the book" and "reread sections". This then reminds me of Heinlien and "The Number of the Beast", where he theorizes that time is in fact, nothing more than stories and that each dimension, another story.

This however, negates the thought that I am real and to me this seems to be just a tad over the top. I know I am real and having senses and a thinking mind, I know that everyone else is real as well. I am real, you are real and that is the end of the matter. But what if time itself was an illusion? How would we be able to relate to each other without a sense of past, present and future? More importantly, how would we be able to access our thoughts without the reference of time?

My past tells me that I was once a child, my present tells me I now have my own children and by looking at others, I have an idea of what I will be like when I am older. There is a sense of continuity that is a comfort yet, deja vu tells me, there may be more to it than this.

The helix wallpaper background of thought seems suddenly to catch my attention. It is as if, the idea of interlocking helix or strings, keeps turning me back to the idea of connectedness. One meets the other, yet they are separate. They are identical except when one helix pattern meets another and then they trade parts. Almost as the colors in a prism blend, merge or separate from one another, depending upon where your focus is.

What if... what if time is like the helix wallpaper, the spirals continue into infinity but they also connect moving in other directions and because they repeat the same pattern, they are the same. They slowly merge into other patterns, changing with the continuity of a slow rolling wave. Or maybe it is like the strings that touch in certain places, more chaotic and with the occasional knots. Maybe the string itself is the path and occasionally, we jump the line or run into said knots or maybe even detour onto a separate string.

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I've been thinking about some things lately but it seems the only time they are truly clear is right before I sleep. I would say they are dreams but I remember looking at the clock and trying to get comfortable. Too tired to get up to write everything down yet not tired enough, not to think.

Thoughts about the past and how things relate, like a jumbled up rubrics cube. Different times and occasions that produced different feelings and paths, yet recently the jumble of colored squares seem to be lining up.

One thing that I do remember thinking, over and over, like the theme of a song, is the image of strings. Some are rolled into one another and some are jumbled, but they all touch or connect in some way. The story of the three woman of mythology who weave fate, a TV show that spoke of time being like a ball of string, string theory and the recurrent pattern of strings both in the macro and micro universe.

Then my mind wonders to the image of the helix. It twines about itself and mirrors, creating and interlocking other helix patterns... like wallpaper it fills the space with a texture.

I smile when this happens as my son is certain it is really called a hexil. He maintains it is called this as it has six sides that spiral. When I asked him how he came to know how many sides a "hexil" has, he told me it made sense as that is how one looks in the books.

Another cube in the rubrics turns and déjà vu sings its song. How often have I felt this before and seen this happen exactly the same way, same postures, same characters, like a plot in a play, where I am both the audience and participant. Knowing that this happens to all of us, though the number of occurrences may differ. It still feels to be a universal experience and I can't help but wonder if it is possible for everyone to experience it at the same time?

But time, in and of itself is not "now" it is always past or present. Trying to define "now" in time is just not possible. Just as pointing the exact moment that past or present occurs, is an impossible act. It evolves and happens without our being able to define it. So, what was to happen if I said there was no such thing as "time"? What if what I said instead was that time is a reference point only, like a bookmark in a book.

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