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An electron by itself is unobservable but as an entity it exists only in conjunction with proton and neutron. My body is a conglomeration of atoms recycled and reconstituted from anywhere in cosmos,- and so many super nova must have elapsed before I could come finished to the intent and purpose of my life on the earth. Space and time exist for me from anywhere and also nowhere.

Timelessness exists at one level, which for me holds a mystery as well as mystery of life that heeds to the tyranny of time. Whereas every part of my existence was conceived at the exercise of will, in the union of ovum and sperm as impersonal as well as was conceived in the mind of God before the worlds began.

Of what use is a dead watch? Earlier I had an analogous watch that served me well. Since it was beyond repair I had to lay it aside. It still is useful. Twice a day the hands still show correct time. This makes me realize how time tricks us and on account of my finite state I go along with the illusion.

This is taken from my proposed book Now You Know: man and nature. Everything you want to know of the Big Picture is in it.

benny

 

 

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We got sunlight on the sand
We got moonlight on the sea;
We got mangoes and bananas

We got dem all straight from lab

Hi Tech all in all straight from lab

What ain’t we got?

We ain’t got peace!

We pick and choose color o’ babies
We get movies, live streaming
Music whole day Android
And wanna cry when we cant!

I click what on earth with virus

That get between, what a joke!

What don’t we get?
You know darn well

I see nothin’ like a chance
Nothin’ in the world
There is nothin’ life can give you
That peace cant fix : So gimme peace!

Nothin’ else was built the same
Heaven here and now
As cute as a button thing

Like peace resting on my heart!

benny ( vacationing alas not in South Pacific. Ack:Richard Rodgers )

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I see a bad moon a-rising

I see Harvey comin on;

I see nowhere salvation

I see instead trouble.

Don’t go ’round tonight
It’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricanes a-blowing
I know the end is coming soon
I fear rivers over flowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Don’t go ’round tonight
It’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise.

(Ack:CCR)

benny

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How did man bring out underlying abstract of nature of matter to propound a theory of anything? Man we say is capable of abstract thinking. When one gives a form to God it is that he is clothing it with a form natural for him. The form belies an idea. Whereas doubt is formless, a state of mind from which he cannot retrieve any idea tangible. Only way his doubt can stand therefore is in relation to others. How can he doubt nature provides for him while everything proves otherwise? Can he doubt peace if he in his mind feels no conflict? So doubt can only be dealt effectively in his mind with Mind that works with chaos and order to his universe.

Brain is the thinking apparatus and mind is something else. Psychologists use human behaviour as a clue to the workings of the mind. Although we cannot observe the mind directly, everything we do, think, feel and say is determined by the functioning of the mind.

If we see those who did far greater things than their circumstances warrant, we need to consider mind of man has a range no science can define. Here we shall look at one who made a great stir in China.

Hung Hsui-Chuan (1814 – 1864) As a child he was precocious (he was able to recite the Four Classics after five or six years) but with no means to advance himself. But at the age of 22 in 1836, he realized his further progress to enter the government service was blocked. Success in examinations required a bribe to the examiners. Thwarted in his ambition he fell ill. In a delirious state he saw visions that he was taken to the ‘Thirty-Third Heaven and the Venerable-in-Years gave him a mission to destroy the demon worshippers on the earth. When Hung had recovered from his fever he was altogether a new man. A chance encounter in Canton with Christian missionaries from London Missionary Society, gave him new direction. While reading the book of Genesis his earlier vision took on new significance. The Venerable–in Years of his dream had become the Creator of heaven and the earth. His curious theology was a mixture calculated to win over most supporters.

As luck would have it the Opium War (1839-1842) broke out around this time and it showed the hated Manchu regime was almost on its last legs. Manchus were Manchurian Tartars, foreigners while south of the Yangtse there were many who yearned for bringing back the defunct Ming rule.

Tien Wang began the revolt in concert with the Triads who were for bringing back the Ming regime. Tien Wang’s aim was more of a theocratic rule himself as a brother of Jesus Christ. (In his concept of Trinity god, the Father, Christ the son, and himself was the other brother.) The man who would ultimately bring him down Tseng Kuo-fan had no Tartar blood as the Manchu masters. He was not a supporter of the Manchu regime. But he was believer in Confucianism and had no use for Christian Taipings. Tien Wang’s mind relied on otherworld source while his nemesis relied on more down to earth aspects of his mind. Who shall determine who is right?

Tien Wang’s God was Venerable-in-Years. Mother Teresa’s God embodied Love which however made sense to all those who were sustained in their last years neglected and forgotten. The important point is to determine how great your mind is. Mind that can never ascend beyond dollars and cents adds to its shallowness hypocrisy when he speaks of God. As we see around us man who claims he is rational but destroys the natural habitats of other species with impunity cannot be speaking for species he destroys. His mind focuses only on now. On the other hand late Mother Teresa whose life-mission among the slums and squalor of Kolkotta was empowered by her mind and we can see range of her mind. She delineated the concept God as Love in ways useful to man.

What can Science do when operative range of mind cannot be separated?

 

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A rich woman sat up late one night carding and preparing wool, while all the family and servants were asleep. Suddenly a knock was given at the door, and a voice called, “Open! open!”

“Who is there?” said the woman of the house.

“I am the Witch of one Horn,” was answered.

The mistress, supposing that one of her neighbours had called and required assistance, opened the door, and a woman entered, having in her hand a pair of wool-carders, and bearing a horn on her forehead, as if growing there. She sat down by the fire in silence, and began to card the wool with violent haste. Suddenly she paused, and said aloud: “Where are the women? they delay too long.”

Then a second knock came to the door, and a voice called as before,
“Open! open!”

The mistress felt herself obliged to rise and open to the call, and immediately a second witch entered, having two horns on her forehead, and in her hand a wheel for spinning wool.

“Give me place,” she said; “I am the Witch of the two Horns,” and she began to spin as quick as lightning.

And so the knocks went on, and the call was heard, and the witches entered, until at last twelve women sat round the fire—the first with one horn, the last with twelve horns.

And they carded the thread, and turned their spinning-wheels, and wound and wove, all singing together an ancient rhyme, but no word did they speak to the mistress of the house. Strange to hear, and frightful to look upon, were these twelve women, with their horns and their wheels; and the mistress felt near to death, and she tried to rise that she might call for help, but she could not move, nor could she utter a word or a cry, for the spell of the witches was upon her.

Then one of them called to her in Irish, and said, “Rise, woman, and make us a cake.”

Then the mistress searched for a vessel to bring water from the well that she might mix the meal and make the cake, but she could find none.

And they said to her, “Take a sieve and bring water in it.”

And she took the sieve and went to the well; but the water poured from it, and she could fetch none for the cake, and she sat down by the well and wept.

Then a voice came by her and said, “Take yellow clay and moss, and bind them together, and plaster the sieve so that it will hold.”

This she did, and the sieve held the water for the cake; and the voice said again:

“Return, and when thou comest to the north angle of the house, cry aloud three times and say, ‘The mountain of the Fenian women and the sky over it is all on fire.'”

And she did so.

When the witches inside heard the call, a great and terrible cry broke from their lips, and they rushed forth with wild lamentations and shrieks, and fled away to Slievenamon, where was their chief abode. But the Spirit of the Well bade the mistress of the house to enter and prepare her home against the enchantments of the witches if they returned again.

And first, to break their spells, she sprinkled the water in which she had washed her child’s feet, the feet-water, outside the door on the threshold; secondly, she took the cake which in her absence the witches had made of meal mixed with the blood drawn from the sleeping family, and she broke the cake in bits, and placed a bit in the mouth of each sleeper, and they were restored; and she took the cloth they had woven, and placed it half in and half out of the chest with the padlock; and lastly, she secured the door with a great crossbeam fastened in the jambs, so that the witches could not enter, and having done these things she waited.

Not long were the witches in coming back, and they raged and called for vengeance.

“Open! open!” they screamed; “open, feet-water!”

“I cannot,” said the feet-water; “I am scattered on the ground, and my path is down to the Lough.”

“Open, open, wood and trees and beam!” they cried to the door.

“I cannot,” said the door, “for the beam is fixed in the jambs and I have no power to move.”

“Open, open, cake that we have made and mingled with blood!” they cried again.

“I cannot,” said the cake, “for I am broken and bruised, and my blood is on the lips of the sleeping children.”

Then the witches rushed through the air with great cries, and fled back to Slievenamon, uttering strange curses on the Spirit of the Well, who had wished their ruin; but the woman and the house were left in peace, and a mantle dropped by one of the witches in her flight was kept hung up by the mistress in memory of that night; and this mantle was kept by the same family from generation to generation for five hundred years after.

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Einstein was at a scientific meeting when a noted astronomer said, “To an astronomer, a man is nothing more than an insignificant dot in an infinite universe.” “I’ve often felt that,” Einstein said,” But then realise that the insignificant dot who is a man is also the astronomer.”

Science is for man and all enquiries regarding which direction science is taking consequently must be set in terms of man as the end user. If science is spooky science it is simply because man is fearfully and wonderfully made. Let me quote an astronomer.

“I look up at the night sky, and I know that, yes, we are part of this universe, we are in this universe, but perhaps more important than both those facts is the fact that the universe is in us. When I reflect on that fact I look up- many people feel small because they’re small and the universe is big, but I feel big, because my atoms come from those stars”- Neil deGrasse Tyson, Astronomer

In order to make man see the difference as his self and the visible world without he requires mind.

What is mind?.

Absent-mindedness is a mental condition where a person pays low level attention to events around him. To our present intent and purpose we may say the person is so preoccupied with a specific problem he merely goes through motions of doing basic daily things.

Prof. B.Hoffman, who was working on some relative theories of his own at the Institute of Advanced Study in Princeton, New Jersey, one day called on Einstein at his residence. He explained the reason for his sudden visit. Einstein was willing to hear him and help him if he could. “Put the equations on the board,” the great man directed, “but please go slowly because I don’t understand things quickly.” Unlike Einstein whose mind was contemplative and slow we have geniuses whose mind with lightening speed could solve a problem on hand. John von Neumann was one such, who impressed Hans Bethe, who was the director of the Theoretical Physics Division to wonder “I have sometimes wondered whether a brain like von Neumann’s does not indicate a species superior to that of man?”

Mind of man is his brain in application. Not all men are equal but each holds certain personal tag with which he perceives his world and it must speak for man as the species. His hyper-focus comes at the loss of certain characteristics that we call as absent-mindedness. Some whose intellect never raises above the ground are necessary for compensating the lapses in superior minds. All in all such profiling of mind of man does not make substantial difference. Our safety is in numbers and the cooperative effort of the whole. Man and other species included. Yellow canary in the mine helps as safety lamp when a miner descends into the deep pits of the earth.

Mind is consciousness considering man sees dreams when asleep and mind when awake can recall them and it requires a consciousness that is of a different quality. Nature always spreads her gifts so no man can do without the rest. Dreams visions are all part of a creative Power and Wisdom so man who is clever with hands is as useful as who shall conjure up visions marking the direction for mankind. One represents the whole similarly mind of man is a pixel of the Mind that supplies the necessary inputs for man to evolve. If he has come this far for evil, as we witness the worst excesses of mind in Charlottesville, Virginia, who is to blame? His color?or God? Or godlessness?

benny

 

 

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