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So many things
you thought were fantasy
I knew were fact.
So many things
you think are fact
are as yet unproven.
You seek to understand
all that you would know.
You learn absolute truths
in your quest for wisdom.
Do you not know
absolute truths
may fall;
become mear spectres
apparitions of perceived reality
that never was?
(Scientific Muses In Contemplation)
Scientifically, microscopically, focused,
cold grey light probing proof discovery.
Rendering past esteemed dusty theories.
Now void useless; obsolete fictions. Laughable dictions.
Haunting fragments, preconceived normality,
unhinged by startling winds, forcing Ferris Wheel change.
Haunting fragments of normality
unhinged by bellows winds of rekindled time.
Theories hypothesizes kaleidoscopes
are but, slippery stepping stones.
To time variant future.
Paving rocky road, to acquired knowledge.
Theory leads forwards sideways; in
circles to technological nowheres?
Mutant seeds born of space
watered to grow or die.
Vaguely seen in shamrock crystals;
transforming objective existence.
Yet in themselves, theories
may say signify, nothing?
Conceived as real
in perceptions of present.
The interpretations, of onrushing
morrow, so seldom apparent.
Upon the morrow,
discover new phenomena;
not predicted,
by existing theory.
Researched journey, rests upon,
increased intensive sensitivity.
Methodology perceived meticulous
measurement; lending to newer ever,
more advanced; transcribed theory.
An endless scribble sequence,
of more ever ever more,
defined, refined, theories.
Should limit, narrow finite or infinite,
as scientists, physicists,
increase energies understandings.
Leading to an ultimate unified theory;
of atomic subatomic physics; defining what?
Some ultimate theory, definitively defining, creation.
Organic observational placement in stellar universe.
Thus shines, the cold grey light of discovery.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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So many things
you thought were fantasy
I knew were fact.
So many things
you think are fact
are as yet unproven.
You seek to understand
all that you would know.
You learn absolute truths
in your quest for wisdom.
Do you not know
absolute truths
may fall;
to become mere spectres
of a reality
that never was?
The cold grey light of discovery
rendering phantom discoveries useless.
Haunting fragments of normality
unhinged by the winds of time.
Theories hypothesis
they are but stepping stones
to the future.
Paving the road of knowledge
that leads forwards and sideways
in circles to nowhere.
Mutant seeds born of space
watered to grow or die.
Vaguely seen in the crystals;
of objective existence.
Yet in themselves
they signify nothing.
Conceived as real
in perceptions of present
the interpretations of
the morrow
so seldom apparent.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Song of Einstein!
No one is absolute,
No one can predict what is truth,
All theories are obsolete when new one come,
Theories after theories,
What they add to our knowledge,
Only possibilities of truth,
Faulty or erroneous,
Only keep interest and enthusiasm alive!
Theories are the logical and reasoning to predict what we can't think!
But how a theory can be built without a thought,
And a single wave of thought is enough to spoil all!
Like the pickle get spoilt with single dropp of impurity!
Any theory to be put into test,
By intellects and fools alike,
When fools scream something,
Intellects become deaf or act as wise deaf,
When intellect say something,
Their voice is misunderstood,
Faith and belief are such a cheat,
Which can poison any mind!
What is use of all theories,
What will going to change,
If not man understand, theories are made for men,
And not for any living being,
One who knew how to live,
Why to live and what is purpose of life,
All theories are waste,
Just one more to add to the junk scrap,
And wondering monkey mind to play with!
'Stupidity in men and universe are infinite, but I doubt the universe! '
Surely infinite is stupidity in men,
They never thought of me, whether this Einstein is one among them,
Or something different?
If they start think in right way,
they find they are stupid children playing with pebbles when heap of pearls and diamonds hidden by Lord in man's own heart,
Under the veil of stupidity and idiocy,
There lies the treasure,
Theories are not,
but the infinite pleasure,
I know this for sure!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Every theory presented as a scientific concept is just that; it's a theory that tries to explain more about the world than previous theories have done. It is open to being challenged and to being proven incorrect.
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I believe without exception that theory follows practice. Whenever there is a conflict between theory and practice, theory is wrong. As far as I'm concerned, we make theories for what people have done.
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Anything is Possible
The code could also be a hologram - no-one
can explain how it was created by some mind
beyond imagination, we have to invent some-
thing to read the Book of Life
It states Einstein's Unified Field Theory exists
in a 5th dimension beyond these 3 dimensions
of space and 4th of time - quantum physicists
already agree a 5th does exist
Only fact about code's origin: no human could
encode it; proof of an intelligence completely
different from our own, we are not alone, an
outside encoder is somewhere
Michael Drosnin's report on code research
enriches my life, nourishment for a starving
imagination, I feel privileged to study the
theories and thoughts of scientists
Exploring myriad dimensions of holographic
reality by shining their mind's laser-light on it,
we live in a holographic universe constituted
of waves varying in frequencies
Anything is possible, those without interest
need never know - being curious I am not
content to remain in the dark when thought
can illuminate all to reveal the reality
Beyond eternity…
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.45&46
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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A theory is only as good as its assumptions. If the premises are false, the theory has no real scientific value. The only scientific criterion for judging the validity of a scientific theory is a confrontation with the data of experience.
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Blinded by Bias.
.
Most scientists hypothesise.
Then try to prove their theories
Dame nature cuts them down to size.
Producing further mysteries.
Results they cannot replicate
although they try their very best
It seems they don’t appreciate.
There is no scientific test.
Which proves or disproves E.S.P.
They disregard the evidence
that conflicts with their theory.
They conclude it makes no sense.
Because their methodology
lacks any credibility.
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Poets of The Electron Dream
There is a single factum
for the current century
which has
All Meaning
for Poetry.
The Physicists
have
since the 1920's
told us that electrons
can be in two different places
simultaneously.
The Principle of Uncertainty.
They have finally caught up with
Poets who
have long
argued that
Poetry comes
through
many times
from somewhere else;
other channels
sometimes unknown to
the Poet who
often hurries
to write down
new poems
originating
from venues
which seem to burst through
to consciousness;
Whole Cloth
and fully formed.
Commonplace
yet it has never
been explained:
how this could be?
But now
we all
have to take seriously
that not only electrons
can be here and there
simultaneously,
but perhaps too
so can I and you.
Taking this idea seriously
is to understand
that an Idea
in the human mind
has electrons too
and that any idea
may have in fact
come not only from you
but also from that other you
that is not in the room
that may in fact simultaneously
exist
in parallel
somewhere else
leading a slightly different
life Poetically.
A second point made
in Physics labs
is that electrons
everywhere
pop in and out of existence
instantly;
constantly.
But where do they go when they go
and from where are they coming back from?
Finally, there is physical proof that
Electron A with a positive charge,
if changed to a negative one, will
cause its match
all the way across the universe
to revert its charge to positive.
All matter
therefore is
in constant contact
across all of the Universe
at the same time.
This is the 'Theory of Inflation'
Actually not a theory mind you.
At this point a proven fact.
Poets have long argued
'The Connectedness of All Things'
Now it seems
the Physicists
are agreeing;
boggled minds
in the laboratory
are now
sounding like
Poets of the Electron Dream.
Either Physicists are now Poets
or Poets created Physicists.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The wise man regulates his conduct by the theories both of religion and science. But he regards these theories not as statements of ultimate fact but as art-forms.
quote by John B. S. Haldane
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Time's Arrow Arrested
Dusky shadows hide under the leafy boughs of the lanky trees.
Beyond the dark sky the sun carries the bright promise of
a lustrous morning. But it is merely a promise. For, the experience
of the past is not evidence of future events.
And how perturbing can be the obvious. This ever present and
precisely dissected substance that we break to exact hours,
minutes and seconds, and call it time. How mind-boggling is
this historian’s palette, Newton’s infinite attribute, Einstein’s finite
fourth dimension.
Astronomers say that a colossal firecracker called the Big Bang
exploded about fifteen billion years ago, marking the beginning
of time and the universe. Yet this sophisticated modern myth
does not really solve the enigma of time or the mystery of existence.
After all, why does the world exist, rather than not?
Newton viewed time as a mathematical duration, an absolute
temporal dimension in which time flows steadily without relation
to space, matter or human affairs. Many years later, Einstein
dropped the notion of absolute space and time. In the Theory
of Relativity he demonstrated that time slows down as velocity
increases. Clocks can run at different speeds.
Time became the fourth dimension. However, in the tiny world
of the atoms, quantum physicists discover a bizarre universe of
eleven dimensions. In Superstring theories higher dimensions are
curled up within the deep structure of space-time. Moreover,
the number of higher cosmic dimensions is not limited, because
scientists might invent as many dimensions as it takes for their
theories to work. Unfortunately, in relation to nature mathematical
propositions are uncertain.
Physicists nowadays conceive time as an asymmetrical arrow,
flying in one direction, from the past to the future, through
the present. They devise ingenious schemes to ride on the arrow
of time into the future; or to reverse its direction of flight and travel
back to the past.
I believe that time is an illusion. It does not really exists. The hands
of the clock does not really show us time but movement in space,
an artificial human invention of hours, minutes and seconds. And
what we measure with our objective instruments is not identical
with the subjective psychological experience of duration. External
time and internal time are not the same.
Now, if time really flows like a river without banks,
if it is indeed in a state of flux, then what is its speed? And since
we measure speed by the ratio of traveling distance to the periodic
motion of the clock, how are we supposed to measure the
velocity of time? By time itself? Time does not exist. And
nevertheless, it does. It is its own phantom.
Time is a relationship between before and after. Paradoxically, it is
the nothing that allows everything. But time is a mysterious nothing,
an arcane cipher, the magical fountainhead of bondage and freedom.
All events unfold miraculously in it while it also prevents them to
happen all at once. Time is not a river without banks but the ocean
of eternity.
Events did happen of course yesterday and before. They leave their
marks and traces through history. However, the idea of time moving
from past to future is an illusion. The invisible hands of titans do not
shoot arrows of time out of nature’s bow. Hence, time travel is a
tough assignment because there is nothing to ride on.
There is no arrow of time. The future and the past do not exist.
Time stands still. Thus the years do not pass by, we pass through
the years. Our life always enfolds in the here and now, sailing aboard
an invisible boat on the mysterious ocean of the eternal present.
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It really is a nice theory. The only defect I think it has is probably common to all philosophical theories. It's wrong.
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I wouldn't have thought that a wrong theory should lead us to understand better the ordinary quantum field theories or to have new insights about the quantum states of black holes.
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Knowledge is not a series of self-consistent theories that converges toward an ideal view; it is rather an ever increasing ocean of mutually incompatible (and perhaps even incommensurable) alternatives, each single theory, each fairy tale, each myth that is part of the collection forcing the others into greater articulation and all of them contributing, via this process of competition, to the development of our consciousness.
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Kosmos
WHO includes diversity, and is Nature,
Who is the amplitude of the earth, and the coarseness and sexuality
of the earth, and the great charity of the earth, and the
equilibrium also,
Who has not look'd forth from the windows, the eyes, for nothing, or
whose brain held audience with messengers for nothing;
Who contains believers and disbelievers--Who is the most majestic
lover;
Who holds duly his or her triune proportion of realism, spiritualism,
and of the aesthetic, or intellectual,
Who, having consider'd the Body, finds all its organs and parts good;
Who, out of the theory of the earth, and of his or her body,
understands by subtle analogies all other theories,
The theory of a city, a poem, and of the large politics of These
States;
Who believes not only in our globe, with its sun and moon, but in
other globes, with their suns and moons;
Who, constructing the house of himself or herself, not for a day, but
for all time, sees races, eras, dates, generations, 10
The past, the future, dwelling there, like space, inseparable
together.
poem by Walt Whitman
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We Are But Lucid Dreams
The breath of life is love
Surrounding every grain of sand
Joined by the indivisible soul
Each and all a creation of the 'Big Brother in the sky'
Fragments of the collective
We are all born a simile of thoughts
Like snowflakes and sunshine
Lucid dreams of the universal mind
Is this why praying works
Have not your dreams given you answers
Dose not 'God' listen to his dream
If enough people believe dose it not become true
Scientists are looking for the theory of everything
Well if we are but lucid dreams
Thoughts of the 'Big brother in the sky'
Then the theory of everything must be nothing
Two sides to a Penny
Where there is darkness there is light
Where there is fizical there is spiritual
Which came first...
We are but lucid dreams...
I had some hesitations about philosophy because, if you worked out a philosophical theory, it was hard to know whether you were going to be able to prove it or whether other theories had just as good a claim on belief.
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One thus sees that a new kind of theory is needed which drops these basic commitments and at most recovers some essential features of the older theories as abstract forms derived from a deeper reality in which what prevails in unbroken wholeness.
quote by David Bohm
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Craddock’s Time Theory Age Relative
light years apart
in space time
continuum
youth three-dimensional
stretching into mathematical models
age a fourth dimension
spatial dimensions
our spacetime passing each other
is space and time in a single continuum
our shared Euclidean space
on this plane of existence
is but the trap of physical flesh
our atoms bound at every point
in three-dimensional Euclidean space
by flesh infused fixed points
determined by three coordinates
yet our thoughts are timeless
infinite bound by no scientific laws
they can flow spread be anywhere any time
in universe at instant thought speed
instant in arrival at multiple locations
they enter into realities past curved space
worn holes are for porous slow minds
higher dimensions bypass imagination
non-Euclidean geometry the cage play pen
Einstein’s general theory of relativity
a manifold universe of but three
dimensions of space one of time
denies all time existing simultaneously
within a God state span spun within eternity
supergalatic subatomic levels are but focused lenses
begging new observations into eye opening realities
unperceived ignored unknown awaiting perception orientation
before eureka moment God reloading reality matrix
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It could be for C.P Sharma
We search for truth but would we know
if our quest met with success
Perhaps truth changes as we grow.
We can’t be sure so we must guess.
Maybe there is no absolute
unchanging truth that’s permanent.
So we adopt beliefs to suit
whatever seems convenient
That’s fits in with what we think we know.
Because we fail to recognise
What we’ve been taught my not be so.
Though in due course we realise.
The quest fir truth which we pursue
would seem to be man’s destiny.
Its something we were born to do.
To search for truth continually
Although it seems illogical
I offer you this theory
The truth is something personal.
My truth only applies to me.
Your truth is only true for you.
It’s just another theory
I have no way to prove it true.
although it could be possibly.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Lest It Is Taken Away
Why was the universe made so vast?
Is it true we are really alone?
When it was formed the rules were cast,
We must stay in our God given zone.
If there's life out there it's plain to see,
Why the planets are so far apart,
All life has the God given right to be free,
He won't allow us to tear out its heart.
We need to search for the answers here,
Looking to space is a waste of our time,
The answer to our problems is crystal clear,
Our neglect should be classed as a crime.
When we send out probes in the search for life,
We attach really scant information,
Never a mention of the wars and the strife,
Man's greed while others die of starvation.
We portray ourselves as peaceful and kind,
But in reality the opposite is true,
If they ever come here it's a fact they will find,
Other life forms we aim to subdue.
We can't look after the planet we're on,
That's the reason we're looking elsewhere,
At the rate we're going very soon we'll be gone,
To those others it just isn't fair.
Let's surmise we make contact with an alien race,
Will they be they hostile or totally insane?
They may well use Earth as a stopover base,
While they look upon humans as inane.
Theories abound from the experts and boffins,
While in reality they do not have a clue,
What's true is we'll all end up in coffins,
No I'm not a scientific guru.
Future happenings cannot be foretold,
If we could we'd be millionaires,
What we have now we need to behold,
Out there, there is nothing compares.
The past is littered with theories that died,
Yet the truth can be stranger than fiction,
Who's told the truth and who has lied,
Theories are but a hopeful prediction.
Those worlds we look for are out of our reach,
To say otherwise is total delusion,
Cherish what we have is what we must teach,
Or Armageddon is a foregone conclusion.
We are courting disaster with these stupid notions
While there are hectares of Earth we don't know,
From rainforests through to our planets oceans,
If we explore them our knowledge will grow.
We waste billions on a fruitless search,
While our planet is slowly eroding,
It won't be long till we fall off our perch,
That's said with a sense of foreboding.
So let's waken up now before it's too late,
Our scientists are leading us astray,
It's our future on Earth to which we must relate,
‘'Lest It Is Taken Away''