igordog

I dare you to fuck with my reality.... I double-dog dare you...




A photon doesn't even exist until it's by some means evaluated. It lives in a state of undetermined futures and pasts. Not until it is measured does its wave form collapse into a particle. As the wave collapses into a particle, its history and future become defined. A quanta has no past until it is discovered, sending ripples through time, creating its own history and defining the history of all other quanta in the universe.

When one observes a quanta, can only observe its position or its speed, never both. By observing at one value, the other becomes lost. Like an object at the edge of your field of vision, that darts away when ever you try to turn your head to look. Always there at the edge, but never truly within your ability to study it.



When Descartes said that he thinks and therefore he is, he didn't know that he was talking about quantum physics.


However, quantum physics is a broken model. Some of the interpertations of quantum physics can't even describe one-fourth of the universe's forces. And no interpertation can discribe gravity.
The quantum particle that physists call a graviton doesn't even exist. It's a name for a non-existent particle created to crudely force a square peg (gravity) into a round hole (quantum theory)....

The math can't ever work for gravity and quantum mechanics because infinite values keep popping up in the equations. Infinity + 1 = infinity..... nonsensical numbers....

Quanta are just metaphors to help us understand our observations of light and energy. A lie that helps us relate to the absurdly complex yet magnificently engineered universe.

But regardless of quantum electro-dynamics inability to account for the whole picture, the observations that account for the creation of quantum theory are real.

However, I think super-string theory is where it's at.

An idea where the forces of nature don't even exist at all. The idea that force itself is a side effect of something simple and elementary in a higher spacial dimension.
An idea where all matter and all energy are just vibrations in space-time.
An idea where matter and energy wouldn't even manifest if there weren't higher unseen dimensions to account for their existence.


Hell, but I never could get my brain around any of the math of it all. I could only grasp the principles of the concepts.

But hell, I'll let others do the math for me. I'll just find the jigsaw edge of my reality that I can attach it all to.....

Yet here on Earth, my brain is clogged up with vagueness.... filled with ghosts... with inner demons... with steam.... with smoke.... all impenetrably opaque yet without substance or weight....

I can get a grip on the unified physics as well as the fundemental physics.... but I can't even get a grip on my own thoughts.

Perhaps this quantum universe of infinte posibilities, undefined existence, and unobservable values explains my own inability to manifest an objective perspective of my own existence.

I look at my reflection, and it's like I'm looking at a funhouse mirror. Distorted, grotesque, helpless in the deluge of insanity that crashes down upon me.....

I gotta take a break.... I gotta get some peace.... I need a vacation from my own mind.... I need to release it..... hell, I guess that's why I type it, even though nobody will likely ever read it.....