Universal [W]Hole
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wolven7I'm looking for a whole through the universes.
I meant that as "Hole," there, like a "Hole in the Ground," but I'll let the implication stand, and maybe, one day (if there's anyone left), someone'll think it an arrogant artifice. Some play on homonyms and paradoxes. I really don't care about that, right now, though, because I'm looking for a hole through the universes.
All the astrophysics, quantum physics, Newtonian, mathematical, Euclidian, whatever, I know is all pretty much theoretical, and what discourse I've read, on them, has been... different. I've come to a conclusion, though, and I'm pretty sure everyone who listens to me talk about it thinks I'm Insane. But I don't care; I've got an understanding about it all, and, really, they're supposed to think that. I mean, somebody has to, right? Might as well be everybody. But I digress: My conclusion. Everything in the world is interconnected, and balanced, delicately, with everything else. And I mean Everything.
Everything is made of Everything else, and the spaces between are Nothing, which is an Intrinsic part of everything, and Vice-Versa, of course. ...What? See, you've got that "Smile, nod, back away slowly" look on your face. That's fine. I don't need you to understand what and how... I just need you to understand why, and that comes down to a few basic points.
Everything has In Between places and states, right? That border between cells, that slick space between bone and meat, that balancing point between decisions, and points of view. Autumn through Summer, and back again, each state being the in between of one and another. Well, each of those spaces-- those places where one thing is and is not another, at the same time-- has potential. Transformative power, and the tension of change, meaning that dynamic buoyancy that coheres and helps us move. Ultimate Potential/Kinetic transfer and Catalysation. The movement and interactions of these (Choices, actions, inactions, things made manifest, or left unrealised) create possibilities. Each of those holds a branching, and there is a Space Between, there, too: The Schism between the possible and the real.
We tap this, daily, unconsciously, every time we make a decision, and it-- this schism-- is as infinite and moving, and Changing and Nonexistent and changeless and the rest of the universe. Branching, weaving, fracturewebbing like pressured glass, weakened at one and every point. Which, of course, keeps if whole. Later for that, I think. Now means that I tell you more in the Why. And, again, that's kind of simple: I hate it here.
I know, I know: 'If there's so much of this "Potential," around, just waiting to be tapped, and released and changed, why not just do it,' right? Why don't I just change the way things are, until I don't hate it here, anymore? Because I don't get to change the Universe, for that many people. Yeah, I'll leave a hole, when I go, but it'll be filled. Somehow... Anyway, look: that's not my purview, to remove your free will. It's a lot better if I just find the hole, the door, the window, whatever, open it, and go. So, after years of whatever, I'm looking, and I'm leaving. It's really complicated, too.
I told you, a few minutes ago, that I don't know much, in the way of "Hard Sciences," and Maths, and that most of what I do know is theoretical, and strange. But I know a lot of people, in a lot of diverse fields. They don't always know why I want the information, or maybe they think I'm writing... fiction. I don't know I just asked, and told them that I was "working on something." They gave me the information, and it's amazing what you can build and buy, anywhere. Did you know that you can build a small supercollider?... If you have the money.
I don't know where it came from, and I... haven't checked the serial numbers... but they're probably Different, or duplicates, or something... And I'm pretty sure they came out of... Other places... The things you do, send ripples, through all of everything, y'know? And if that's true, then, maybe, somewhere, I said "Hey, me, how's it going? Here, have a few million dollars..." Or maybe I fucking stole it, in my sleep. Who knows, anymore. And it doesn't matter... The money was there, in my accounts, and in my house. It was there... and I used it. I didn't tell anyone, or anything, I just used it. And I started building, and planning.
The things I needed to know, to get out-- to even start looking-- were everyday shit. Hell, colleges offer freshmen courses in most of it, these days. I listed them to you, before, less a few. Physics astrophysics, quantum physics, geometry, calculus, metaphysics, occult studies (actually studying the arts of the ocult, not studying about them)... Biology. It's taken me a while-- like I said, it's complicated-- but not as long as you'd think... I have money, and I have, essentially, disappeared, from "Usual Life Radar." I never had a credit card, and well... I don't have to declare taxes... So, my food is paid for, and my house is my own, everything is... taken care of... and I only have to do this. Work on This.
I'm almost done.
I just need to take everything I've built, and everything i've learned, and apply it, and open that hole, so I can get through, and i can leave. I don't know what will happen, when I open it (because I will, and I'm so close, and I just need to leave, do you understand? I have to go), whether It'll break down, and break open everything, connecting and destroying the individuality, of everything, or if it will create some new golden age of enlightenment and one-ness and individuality, all at once. I'm hoping I just get to leave.
So I'm looking for a hole through the universes, so I can go, and I need you, to do it.
I need spaces between, and potential, and possibility, and choices, and I need to get at that place where skin fat flesh blood bone meet, and that cellular level where all are of a type, and separated by thicknesses of nothing, made of things, and I need someone here to help me, because I can't use the knife, and throw the switches, at the same time.
©Damien Williams. All Rights Reserved
I meant that as "Hole," there, like a "Hole in the Ground," but I'll let the implication stand, and maybe, one day (if there's anyone left), someone'll think it an arrogant artifice. Some play on homonyms and paradoxes. I really don't care about that, right now, though, because I'm looking for a hole through the universes.
All the astrophysics, quantum physics, Newtonian, mathematical, Euclidian, whatever, I know is all pretty much theoretical, and what discourse I've read, on them, has been... different. I've come to a conclusion, though, and I'm pretty sure everyone who listens to me talk about it thinks I'm Insane. But I don't care; I've got an understanding about it all, and, really, they're supposed to think that. I mean, somebody has to, right? Might as well be everybody. But I digress: My conclusion. Everything in the world is interconnected, and balanced, delicately, with everything else. And I mean Everything.
Everything is made of Everything else, and the spaces between are Nothing, which is an Intrinsic part of everything, and Vice-Versa, of course. ...What? See, you've got that "Smile, nod, back away slowly" look on your face. That's fine. I don't need you to understand what and how... I just need you to understand why, and that comes down to a few basic points.
Everything has In Between places and states, right? That border between cells, that slick space between bone and meat, that balancing point between decisions, and points of view. Autumn through Summer, and back again, each state being the in between of one and another. Well, each of those spaces-- those places where one thing is and is not another, at the same time-- has potential. Transformative power, and the tension of change, meaning that dynamic buoyancy that coheres and helps us move. Ultimate Potential/Kinetic transfer and Catalysation. The movement and interactions of these (Choices, actions, inactions, things made manifest, or left unrealised) create possibilities. Each of those holds a branching, and there is a Space Between, there, too: The Schism between the possible and the real.
We tap this, daily, unconsciously, every time we make a decision, and it-- this schism-- is as infinite and moving, and Changing and Nonexistent and changeless and the rest of the universe. Branching, weaving, fracturewebbing like pressured glass, weakened at one and every point. Which, of course, keeps if whole. Later for that, I think. Now means that I tell you more in the Why. And, again, that's kind of simple: I hate it here.
I know, I know: 'If there's so much of this "Potential," around, just waiting to be tapped, and released and changed, why not just do it,' right? Why don't I just change the way things are, until I don't hate it here, anymore? Because I don't get to change the Universe, for that many people. Yeah, I'll leave a hole, when I go, but it'll be filled. Somehow... Anyway, look: that's not my purview, to remove your free will. It's a lot better if I just find the hole, the door, the window, whatever, open it, and go. So, after years of whatever, I'm looking, and I'm leaving. It's really complicated, too.
I told you, a few minutes ago, that I don't know much, in the way of "Hard Sciences," and Maths, and that most of what I do know is theoretical, and strange. But I know a lot of people, in a lot of diverse fields. They don't always know why I want the information, or maybe they think I'm writing... fiction. I don't know I just asked, and told them that I was "working on something." They gave me the information, and it's amazing what you can build and buy, anywhere. Did you know that you can build a small supercollider?... If you have the money.
I don't know where it came from, and I... haven't checked the serial numbers... but they're probably Different, or duplicates, or something... And I'm pretty sure they came out of... Other places... The things you do, send ripples, through all of everything, y'know? And if that's true, then, maybe, somewhere, I said "Hey, me, how's it going? Here, have a few million dollars..." Or maybe I fucking stole it, in my sleep. Who knows, anymore. And it doesn't matter... The money was there, in my accounts, and in my house. It was there... and I used it. I didn't tell anyone, or anything, I just used it. And I started building, and planning.
The things I needed to know, to get out-- to even start looking-- were everyday shit. Hell, colleges offer freshmen courses in most of it, these days. I listed them to you, before, less a few. Physics astrophysics, quantum physics, geometry, calculus, metaphysics, occult studies (actually studying the arts of the ocult, not studying about them)... Biology. It's taken me a while-- like I said, it's complicated-- but not as long as you'd think... I have money, and I have, essentially, disappeared, from "Usual Life Radar." I never had a credit card, and well... I don't have to declare taxes... So, my food is paid for, and my house is my own, everything is... taken care of... and I only have to do this. Work on This.
I'm almost done.
I just need to take everything I've built, and everything i've learned, and apply it, and open that hole, so I can get through, and i can leave. I don't know what will happen, when I open it (because I will, and I'm so close, and I just need to leave, do you understand? I have to go), whether It'll break down, and break open everything, connecting and destroying the individuality, of everything, or if it will create some new golden age of enlightenment and one-ness and individuality, all at once. I'm hoping I just get to leave.
So I'm looking for a hole through the universes, so I can go, and I need you, to do it.
I need spaces between, and potential, and possibility, and choices, and I need to get at that place where skin fat flesh blood bone meet, and that cellular level where all are of a type, and separated by thicknesses of nothing, made of things, and I need someone here to help me, because I can't use the knife, and throw the switches, at the same time.
©Damien Williams. All Rights Reserved
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Date: 2004-06-24 05:37 pm (UTC)Re: ...
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Date: 2004-06-24 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-06-24 07:37 pm (UTC)This is damned nice, though. And a good idea. We don't have a supercollider, but Fuck.
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Yeah, it is a good idea. And i'm more than willing to. I, however, don't get free money from my alternate universe selves. ^_^
If you go through the looking glass
Date: 2007-01-29 08:50 pm (UTC)I already warned you about it past.
My visions are still true this day.