Journeys Through Space, Time, and Thought

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2009-04-03T02:16:49Z

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Unplanned Reform (part 5)

2008-07-09T22:00:34Z

Unplanned Reform (part 5)

“Of course,” he started again, “Yana, as I recall in the beginning you said that this, uh reform, is not our, the planet’s, choice. Does this mean severe force will be employed if we don’t comply? Also, how little of a choice we have? Not that all of the things you mentioned don’t sound appealing, but-“

“They are indeed appealing,” said Yana, “as I mentioned before this has been done on many many planets, all basically with a high level of success. During this period of change, everything needed to support people whose lives were impacted by it, mainly support during the re-education period, will be provided. On past planets, about 95% of the population welcomed the change within the first several months, another 2-3% during the next several years. About the choice factor it’s like this: an area of this planet, most likely a developed one, will be designated and all those who do not want to be part of the reform will be given a choice to go there, all relative costs covered of course. These people will continue to use the technologies, medicine, and lifestyle as already established on this planet, with minimal interference from the rest of the people. They are always welcome to come join the rest of the planet at any time. However, they will not be entitled to any of the benefits that the reform offers.

Your question, in essence, questions the very delicate issue of trust. The only way that can happen is with time as you get to watch all the occurrences on this planet. As with most planets, you probably had your share of literature and movies about evil little green aliens invading your planet and causing a great deal of havoc and distress. However, rest assured that even though these little green aliens do exist, they will not be coming here and obliterating everything. Next question.”

The next man got up, and asked in a broken language, “translator?” (These conversations were all held in one language of the country they were in, although being translated around the entire planet.)

“Not necessary, speak in any language, I know them all,” Yana answered.

“Yana, you seem to be very well informed about our planet,” said the man in his own language, “our prevalent diseases, technologies, even literature, is it because other planets have the exact same things or have you or your agents been monitoring this planet? Especially, since you came at such a, um delicate time.”

Unplanned Reform (part 4)

2008-06-27T21:28:30Z

Unplanned Reform (part 4)

Yana continued:

"As time progresses many more changes will follow. During the beginning stages of the reform you will be shown what was the result of these reforms on many other planets. One of the very first goals of the reform is healthcare. We have cures for nearly all of the diseases you have on this planet. One very predominantly used method of therapy, designed by me, is a systematized series of injections to the back of the neck. What these injections do is give your brain direct instructions on what to do with a given disease, in chemical form. The advantage of this system is that it is extremely malleable and can be used to cure almost anything. If for example, someone has cancer, then an injection can be made to tell the brain exactly what to do with it. If someone has an auto-immune disease, a different chemical pattern will tell the brain what to do then. Its rate of effectiveness is nearly 100%. Right after the reform ships descend they will employ this method on those people here that have a very short time to live and thus demonstrate to you the effectiveness of this method. This always works well, since those people have already nothing to lose, they willingly agree to this new treatment method, and we get to convince you of its amazing abilities. Of course, this and the introduction of other advancements will lead to a tumbled over job situation, but that too will be accommodated.

As I am sure you have noticed over the past decades of industrialization that with the introduction of new technologies, the usefulness of certain jobs were lost, but new jobs were created that never existed before. During the reform, this will be the case as well. This brings me to my next topic: education. I place great emphasis on education, especially in the years right after a planet’s reform. When I say education, I mean several things. First of all, general education programs will be run all over the planet about basic facts that every person who is part of an intergalactic community should know. This includes facts and figures about various natural phenomena, different “civilized” species, and general history of the intergalactic world. Additionally, we will explain something which is very difficult for a lot of people to hear: the truth about religious occurrences on the planet, as well as who in your list of famous people were in fact aliens that came here for a purpose,” said Yana and raised her hand in a gesture to silence the now agitated crowd, “but more on that later.”

"Almost instantly after the reform space ships descend, the reform crew will go to your schools and universities and immediately start classes and lectures on many subjects. The first tier of subjects will include elaboration and correction of the sciences that are already in development here such as: biology, botany, chemistry, physics, astronomy, mathematics, engineering and subdivisions and intersections thereof. The second tier of subjects will include those that can only be truly understood when considered from the perspective of the existence of an intergalactic world, these include: planetary evolution, both biological and cultural, linguistics, progresserism (more on that later). The third tier are subjects include very refined and technical information that are needed for actual specializations in the intergalactic world, these include space travel, intergalactic politics, elements and species from other planets. A lot of other random courses will be intended for engineers and will be administered in various mechanical factories. We will give you designs for effective cars, airplanes, buildings, power plants which do not rely on coal, oil, or nuclear energy.

All right, I see the audience is bursting to ask questions, so I’ll let you ask, start from front row, left, one question per person.”

A man that was sitting in the front row left, a president of some country, slowly and hesitantly got up, and said, “Uh, hello, I’m the pres-“

“No need for introductions, just ask,” quickly interrupted Yana.

“Sure,” said the man and tried to swallow, “my question, your uh.., miss-“

“Just Yana,” again she interrupted.

“Of course,” he started again, “Yana, as I recall in the beginning you said that this, uh reform, is not our, the planet’s, choice. Does this mean severe force will be employed if we don’t comply? Also, how little of a choice we have? Not that all of the things you mentioned don’t sound appealing, but-“

Unplanned Reform (part 3)

2008-06-25T19:54:00Z

Unplanned reform (part 3)

She came into the main conference room, where nearly all of the planet’s leaders were seated, she came up to the main chair, in which the chairman was sitting, gave him a look, and he immediately got up, and she sat down.

“Are the cameras turned on?” she asked, breaking the dead silence. Several people near the cameras just nodded.

“All right, let’s begin,” she said, “I am sure you must have a lot of questions and most of them will be answered today. However, let me make something very clear first: whether this reform happens or not is NOT your choice. It will happen. It would have happened eventually anyways without this chaotic situation. This situation, which is this planet being on the brink of self destruction, just made this reform happen a few years earlier. Planetary reforms occur when a planet has reached such a state in its development that it is ready to be assimilated into the intergalactic community, or when it is no longer capable of sustaining itself without direct help from sources outside the planet, whichever happens first. I have done a countless amount of these.

First things first, I am human like you, which is not such a strange fact, since in general about two thirds of all “civilized” beings are human. I have control of over 10,000 galaxies, in 3 clusters, one of the clusters consisting of 1500 galaxies is the one in which we are in now. Control of this cluster of galaxies was maintained for about 2,000 years (measured in a certain planets time, more about that later), by the Banhit, and is referred to as the Banhit Empire. The ruling faction, the Banhit, consists of three people: my husband Tanzar, my father Prince, and myself. The number of naturally occurring habitable plants in a galaxy ranges from 5 to 15 thousand, in well developed galaxies there are usually 20 thousand habitable planets both public and private. In addition to planets there are also numerous space cities which are basically artificially created habitable environments, or for a crude generalization: large spaceships.

Now, back to this planet. There are several categories of topics that need to be addressed, I know you all have questions, and I know exactly what they are, since I have done this many many times. First of all: governments, currently established countries will continue to remain as they are. All land disputes will be abandoned, and to whomever a disputed piece of land belongs to now will continue to keep it. After a couple of decades, countries generally lose their meaning, not due any forceful effort on our part, but because after several years you will generally stop thinking of yourselves as citizens of a specific country, but rather as a citizen of this planet, and more generally The Banhit Empire. This is comparable to the following situation: suppose you are at some meeting in your local city, then when people ask you where you are from you state the name of your neighborhood or even your street, however, when you are at an international meeting, your answer to that very same question would be different, you would answer the name of your city or your country perhaps. Similarly, when at an intergalactic gathering of some kind, and you are asked of your origin, you will answer the name of this planet and this galaxy, with respect to the accepted coordinate system, because the name of your city would be quite meaningless. Thus, the idea of a subdivision within a planet will no longer serve the purpose as it did before."

Unplanned Reform (part 2)

2008-06-24T20:26:40Z

After Yana disappeared from the podium, she appeared on one of the planet’s deserted beaches, and spoke into a device on her wrist, “I want one of my F4 ships in the coordinates…” After about an hour, one of Yana’s many private spaceships landed on the deserted beach on autopilot. She boarded it, turned on some equipment, muttering to herself, “Another reform, I did like a hundred of them yesterday.” She turned on several communication devices, and spoke into them, “Ok, I want the all the regular history files for the D568, in the Tallahassee’s, the Jesus, Moses, Muhammad, Newton, and Einstein, the whole deal, and Moses’ and Einstein’s sleeper list.”

After a while, “What do you mean the Jesus’ files are missing?” she said.

“Jesus’ base did not return the requested files,” said the voice on the other line.

“Well,” said Yana in a mad tone, “tell that fool, that he has been on my last nerves for some time, and no matter what he says or does I will still not grant him passage into the Canaries, under any circumstances, and will fry any ship of his that makes an attempt.”

“Jesus report received,” said the voice on the other line, after 30 seconds. Yana began to read all the history reports.

The conference…

The leaders of the countries on the planet thought that they had nothing to lose if they appear at the time and place the mysterious woman mentioned. In exactly 24 hours after her disappearance from the podium, people saw that a strange craft has descended in front of the building where the conference was to take place. The craft appeared to be floating in the air a few feet above the ground. A door opened, a staircase descended, and the mysterious woman came down the staircase, and the door closed behind her. This time, she was wearing a shiny embroidered metallic suit, that consisted of tight pants with and a top which showed her well toned stomach. She walked with such an air of authority that the gathered crowd stepped away to make a clear way for her to the doors of the building. She acted as if this was the most normal thing ever, (and in fact, for Yana it was.)

Unplanned Reform (part 1)

2008-06-23T16:29:52Z

(Since I have been nudged multiple times :) )

Unplanned Reform (part 1)

She just put on sleeping clothes, and was about to go to bed as bright red alarm went of on the control panel in the wall.
“What?” said Yana with annoyance.
“Emergency reform in the Tallahassee Galaxies, sector D568, 2nd planet,” said the voice in the wall.
“Just great,” said Yana sarcastically, sighed, pressed a few buttons and teleported to the mentioned planet, without bothering to change her clothes.

On the planet…

Hundreds of nervous reporters began to settle down at a press conference, waiting tensely for the army generals to come out and give a statement. The entire planet was glued to their television screens, wondering if these are their last moments alive. Two generals finally came out, with somber faces, “It is to my great regret that I must inform you of the latest occurrences,” said one of them, “the day we feared is upon us. The reports you have been hearing are true, Falinburg has indeed launched several nuclear weapons around the world, and our weapons defense system, or any defense system in the world, doesn’t have the capabilities to stop them. It is predicted that these rockets will reach this continent within a half an hour, and with most probability our automated rocket response will launch several minutes after the first impact. There is nothing we can do to stop them.” There was dead silence in the audience.

After about a minute, a slight whisper was heard, “Am I in the right place? Did he say D568 or P568? Eh, I need sleep.” A beautiful woman came into the conference room, wearing what appeared to light blue pajama pants and a plane white shirt, barefoot. She hand long black hair, which were in a rather disheveled at the moments and deep green eyes. She looked around the room, sighed and said, “Ah, yes, looks like the right planet.”

“All right people,” she said in a loud voice coming up to the podium, “no one is launching anything.”

“Um yeah, ok, so (been a long day)” she continued, and also struggled to keep her eyes open and was yawning “yes, I am Yana, an alien. I have come here apparently because of your, uh, little situation here. As I have said, no one is launching anything, because I, well we, have and have had for some time control of all of your weapons of mass destruction. And um….oh yeah, we are not going to use them on you or anything, just a precautionary measure so that you don’t, you know, obliterate yourselves.” She made a quick cross eyed look at the generals, who like everybody else in the room was looking at her with awe.

“Oh yes, yes, I come in peace, and all that. Um, so what’s going to happen now is called a reform. Now normally, it happens in a more organized manner, with a bunch of spaceships and the whole deal, but uh, again due to your little turn of events here, it’s going to happen now. Don’t worry, it’s all good, we are going to cure diseases, introduce new technologies, and in the future incorporate this planet into the intergalactic community. And, yes there is a quite sophisticated intergalactic world out there. Oh, and I am not just any alien, I have control over 10,000 galaxies, one of which this planet happens to be in, so this is in fact one of my planets. All right, so I will meet the heads of governments here, I mean in your usual head-of-governments-meeting place, wherever that is, (I’ll find it), in exactly 24 hours from now.”

After a brief pause, she muttered, “Am I forgetting anything?” “Oh yes,” she said in a rather mechanical and monotonous voice again, “I am not to be associated in any way, shape or form with a messiah nor to anything supernatural, angelic, demonic, magical, so no prayers, no cults, none of that stuff, caused a lot of problems in other places in the past. A lot of facts about your planet, including religion, will be explained to you in the conference in 24 hours. So see you then, oh and I want full media coverage, translation in all languages all around this planet, for everyone to see. Bye for now,” and with that she waved her hand and disappeared into thin air. The look of awe in the crowd remained for quite a while.

Part 2

2007-03-30T14:39:28Z

She stepped back. Waved to the people behind the wall...
"Hey people!" she said loudly in their language, by the shocked expressions she could see that they had audio access to her room. "My name is Yana, and yes I am an alien. You must have picked up my crashed spaceship. All I want is to get back to it, and fly away on it, its main reactor should still be in tact."

There was no reaction from the researchers, except one assistant quickly making a telephone call.

"You are probably wondering why I can speak your language," she continued, pacing around the room. "Well it is standard for any person in the established intergalactic community to pick up any language on any planet almost instantaneously, meaning the science of pan-planetic linguistics is very well developed."

No further movement from the people outside the room, just wide-eyed stares, and a few whispers.

"So, I ask you nicely to let me out of this room," she said.

More whispers.

"Oh yes!" she exclaimed, still pacing around, "I come in peace."

After 30 seconds of silence, in a sterner tone she said, "I see you hesitate. Lets reason. This must be a secret government facility of some sort, meaning you must be the supposedly best scientists of your field. Possibly, one of the smartest people on this planet. This means that surely you can reason that if I am such an advanced creature that came here on a complex piece of machinery, such as the ship you've found, and I learned your language in seconds, then surely these walls aren't a real confinement me. That means my talking to you and informing you is only a matter of courtesy on my part." After another 30 seconds of silence, she said sternly: "you have 3 minutes, starting now", went back to the bed, sat on it with folded arms.

After some commotion in the outside room, one of the scientists began speaking, choosing his words very carefully: "H-hello. W-welcome to our planet." Yana just continued staring. He continued: "We thank you for your co-co-operation. W-we we fear of some possible cross contamination between our two worlds, h-hence we are hesitant in l-letting you out of your safety containment chamber, for both of our safety."

Yana rolled her eyes and exclaimed: "Oh Bull! There is no cross contamination, and please don't worry for MY safety, you have 60 seconds left."

He continued, "W-we just want to make sure that....."

"45 seconds!" Yana said sternly.

"But, but, you see..."

"Let. Me. Out. Of. Here. Now. 30 seconds."

"We-we don't want to cause any antagonization between us, we simply--"

"15 seconds!"

"J-just w-wait, just hold on a little while, we need approval f-from--"

"Yes," Yana said angily, and got up, "you will need approval for the money to replace this glass wall." She quickly went up to the glass wall, placed her ear to it, and tapped on it several times with her finger. Then, she backed away, cleared her throat, placed a few fingers on her throat, and let out an extremely loud screeching scream, such that all of the people outside closed their ears. After 5 seconds, she alternated the frequency of her scream, and soon enough cracks quickly ran through the glass, and it completely shattered and fell to pieces on the ground.

Yana stepped out of the room.....

To be continued

Part 1

2006-11-22T18:18:26Z

Intense neck pain. Darkness.
Sense of feeling slowly coming back.

Yana slowly extended her hand to the back of her neck and pressed hard on several pressure points, the pain began to recede. She opened her eyes, saw a big bright white light that encompassed everything, and immediately closed them. Darkness again.

"Where am I?" she thought, "Whats the last thing I remember? I was on my spaceship, an alert sounded, I saw a space anomaly through the window, tried to swerve the ship...so I must have crashed. Crap."

She opened her eyes again. She was in a small rectangular room with white walls, floor and ceiling. One of the walls looked different, it glared differently. She was on a bed with some machinery hooked up to her. She got up, tore away the wires that were attaached to her. Screened the room. "Must be a stage 9 or 10 planet, and this is a secret research facility, they must have found the crashed ship" she thought to herself. She came up to the strange wall and thought: "must be a one-way window". Came up close, covered her face with her hands and pressed up against the window. She then saw dozens of people in white coats, gawking with awe, dozens of computers, communication equipment.

She looked at the scene behind the wall. "Heart on the left," she muttered to herself, "vocal cords type 6C, copper/silver wiring, gold/platinum jewelry, crap. Text, text, I need text... " She looked at a name tag, "Dr. Shmulevish," she looked at a computer panel, "temperature 68". "26 letter Latin-type alphabet version 75F", she said.

She stepped back. Waved to the people behind the wall...
"Hey people!" she said loudly in their language, by the shocked expressions she could see that they had audio access to her room. "My name is Yana, and yes I am an alien. You must have picked up my crashed spaceship...

To be continued...

Passover

2006-04-19T03:00:27Z

A: Dude, wake up, wake up!!

B: What?

A: Big Trouble

B: What?

A: Moses's ship got stuck near a black hole singularity, he can't get out for the next 3 standard months, and the last message from him was that by Yana's orders we must proceed with the progression.

B: The whole thing? Us?

A: Looks like it.

B: But we never did a Moses progression, I only saw it on a screen.

A: Dude, what part of "Yana's orders" is not clear to you.

B: Damn, right. Ok. Calm down, its only one planet. What's the first thing we do?

A: No clue.

B: Think man, come on, you have been on a Jesus progression before.

A: I know! There has to be an instructions manual.

B: A manual?

A: Yes, let me find it.

...

A: Found the manual!

B: Ok, whats the first thing to do?

A: Operation BB.

B: BB?

A: Burning Bush! You moron, have you slept through class?

B: Doh! Ok, what do we light it with?

A: It doesn't actually burn, its a string of small electric bulbs.

B: I know that! Where are the bulbs?

A: Oh! They are on the Moses ship! Great what do we do now?

B: Um, can't we just put any lights on it?

A: Well think, what can we unscrew from this pile-of-junk of a ship?

B: Hmmm... ooh, the laptop screens? They are bright.

A: What freaking Burning Bush is lighted up with laptop screens?

B: Well how are they going to know the difference?

A: We need something else.

B: Well you got a better idea then the laptops?

A: Hey I got an idea! Lets make a quick warp to that last planet, where I did the Jesus progression,
about two thousand years should have passed there for sure, we could buy Christmas tree lights.

B: Yep that will work.

Beta testing

2006-02-05T15:33:07Z

Everyl: And God cast Adam and Eve out of the Garden of Eden, declaring, "The beta test is over, you have to start paying the monthly fee now."

Denial

2006-02-05T04:37:53Z

"It's not denial. I'm just very selective about
what I accept as reality."

Calvin ("Calvin and Hobbes")

Reform I

2005-11-18T05:46:18Z

"Yeah, so we are from the Newton-Einstein organization, we are basically in charge of the scientific aspect of a planet's progression. We send in a few of our guys here and there, or coach the people you already got here, pretty standard stuff for us."

"To what extent did your involvement influence our history?"

"Well, ya know, you all will get there sooner or later, we merely regulate the process, and standardize so its easier to schedule and organize planetry reforms. "

"Doesn't that take away the uniqueness of our planet?"

"Well, whatcha all so obsessed on this uniqueness, two thirds of all naturally inhabited planets out there are human, so you aint the center of the Universe ya all thought you were, its all cool, don't worry about it too much. Our models are based on what happens in planets anyway, we just make sure you get there."

"So you never have any problems?"

"Ooooh, man, everyone's got problems, in any workplace mistakes are made, ours is no exception. Let me check the notes for this planet. Oh yeah, this planet was a definately a doozy, Pythagoras called in sick, and we didn't know. When Newton's people got here you all couldn't add two plus two."

"What do you mean? We know of a Pythagoras."

"Yeah, we had to backtrack it. Create myths about ancient found manuscripts of Pythagoras and such, that set you back a couple of centuries though, but hey don't worry folks its all cool, a few centuries here and there don't matter."

"So it was all a lie?"

"Details, details, details, does it matter now? You know, the religious progressors mess up too, one planet got screwed up cause J.C. and Buddha got into a fight in a bar,(over what or who shall remain namesless), and didn't make it on time, that bit was nasty, but its all cool, one way or another you get there."

Quote of the day

2005-11-11T21:47:54Z

"That's not right. That's not even wrong." -- Wolfgang Pauli

Freeze!

2005-10-15T15:41:40Z

"Freeze! FBI!" loudly screamed one of the four agents who violently broke open Yana's bedroom door on a planet where she was staying undercover. Yana was in her bed, and didn't budge.

"Put your hands where I can see them, you are hereby under arrest for launching a program that stole millions of dollars!."

Lazily turning around in her bed, Yana said "hmmm, who found the program?"
"We did, now-"

"You don't appear to have the brain capacity, that is a very advanced program, I want to meet whoever dicovered it."

"I said get up!, Put your hands-"

"Eh, I want to sleep," said Yana and motioned her hand and the agents began to levitate in midair, then with another motion her hand, their guns floated out of their hands to the opposite side of the room. Yana turned around and went back to sleep.

"HEY!"

Yana turned around again, with another hand motion, and they lost their voice, then she returned to sleep.

A half an hour later, Tanzar walks in sees the floating agents, sighed and said "I won't ask." He calmly takes something from the table, before exiting says, "she hates it when people disturb her sleep" and walked out.

An hour later, Yana wakes up, and says "ok, this is how its going to go, I'll let you down, and you'll bring me the person who discovered the program." She motioned with her hand, and they got back their voices.

"How, how, how... did.... you..."

"ok?" she said and let them down.

"We were...up...there..."

"Were you? or did you just think you were? Now get out, and do what I said."

"We'll tell what happened here!"

"Oh you are? What are you going to say that you busted open a door and then levitated in midair? Hmm, if you do that I see a wagon straight to the nuthouse heading your way. Now get lost."

morphisma @ 2005-10-14T15:21:00

2005-10-14T19:21:49Z

Do you believe in one God?
Answer: Yes, up to isomorphism!

Tales from math department

2005-07-07T03:39:45Z

Practically after any mathematician's name is mentioned, be it the name of a theorem or the author of a paper, my professor always says the same thing: "oh I knew that guy, he was quite a character"

"Oh yes, Tom, he was quite a character, I didn't know him too well, but enough to know his theory was crazy. One time when I was doing work in France, I went outside for a walk, sat on a bench next to some guy. We started chatting and he told me casually that he was applying Tom's work to his own research. I said 'really, well you know he works just here at this university', to which he exclaimed 'oh my god, you must introduce me to him'. Then he started to explain how he was going to apply this theory to biology, of all subjects, and he kept talking and talking and my head allready started spinning. Then all of a sudden two men in white coats come running towards us and forcefully grab the man, tie him in a stray jacket, and carry him off. That is when I decided that if actual crazy people want to apply Tom's work, then must himself to be a little insane."

"Oh yes, Eilenberg, quite a character, had a very nasty temper but I got along with him ok. There is a story, that once in a calculus class, one student annoyed him and he yelled at him to leave, so the student was crushed, got up slowly, picked up his books, and then he yelled again 'you are taking too long, sit down allready!'

"Oh yes, Mark, I visited him in St. Petersburg in the seventies once, good guy, quite a character. I remember there was a problem that xerox machines weren't allowed then. Also, the KGB followed me.
"Did they know that you knew that they were following you?"
"Oh yes, they knew, in fact, if I was walking around and didn't know which way to go, there was always a hand waving from some nearby window pointing me in the right direction."

"William, was my advisor, quite a character. When I was about to give a one of my first lectures on my paper, and a famous mathematician Bronstein was going to be there, I asked him for advice on how should I present it. He said, 'well, for the first several minutes, everyone in the room should understand you, in the next 5-10 minutes half the room should understand you, in the next 5-10 minutes, half of those people should understand you and so on, until the end when only you and Bronstein understand what you are saying, then in the very final end, only Bronstein should understand you.'"

time-space-time

2004-11-22T04:04:38Z

One day, after going home from topology class, I was sitting in a subway train and listening to music, and then a strange idea came into my mind. I was sitting bakwards on the train, meaning my back was faced in the direction that the train was moving, and I could only see out the window, only what the train had allready passed. This made me thing of an analogous situation: movement through time. After all, when we move through time, we can only see the past, or what the train has already gone past. We can't see where the train is going, just like we can't see the future. But it is even more comlicated, after all, the train can choose to go on many different tracks and in different directions, just like when we make decisions in life. People are just passengers on a train of time, sitting with their backs to the direction of the movement of that train.

Then, I kept thinking, and came up with a proof of why, if there is a god, he doesn't care what decisions you make in life. This is based on the assumption that god has at least 5 dimensions. If god is 5-dimensional, then he sees many 4-dimensional worlds at once, assuming that 4th dimension is time. If for example you come to a point in your life where you must make a desicion, in one scenario you made decision A, in the second scenario you made desision B. If you are on the train of time, then you either turned left or right. But our 5-d god seeing everything all 4d worlds at once, sees both of these scenarious simultaneously. Therefore, it doesn't matter what you decide, because there exists a parallel 4-d universe for every possible decision you make, and our 5-d god sees them all at once. Drawing an analogy to the trains: you make a left or a right at a fork in the road, but god flies on a helicopter above the tracks and sees all the train tracks from above (but thats only one-dimension of superority), and he sees all possible scenarios of where you go at once (the second dimension of superiority). Therefore, it doesn't matter what you do.

Except, trouble is, you can only exist in one 4-d world, and can move freely around in 3 dimensions only.

Time

2004-05-05T16:13:32Z

No matter what happens in life, no matter the hoards of uncertainties, worries, regrets, and doubts, there is one thing that remains constant: time. Not that time remains the same, of course it moves, but the manner in which it moves is always constant. No matter what happens, time moves forward at a constant pace, and drags all of us along with it. It is the most powerful force that exists. At times it seems daunting and frightening to be subject to such an enormous force, but at other times it is the only comfort. The famous phrase "this too shall pass" comes to mind. Everything and everything must pass at some point or another. It is an eventuality, that I sometimes find great comfort in, especially when facing the bad days of life.

morphisma @ 2004-05-04T11:30:00

2004-05-04T15:33:20Z

If I will ever be a queen of anything, it'll be, without a shadow of a doubt, procrastination.

Mystery

2004-05-04T14:03:02Z

My friend constantly complains of boredom, but why is a mystery to me. I don't think I have ever experienced this strange feeling called boredom. Although maybe I have I just didn't know about it. According to Webster's dictionary, boredom is "the state of being weary and restless through lack of interest". It is the "lack of interest" part that mystifies me the most. How can there possibly be a lack of interest? Interest in what? There are billions upon billions of things and ideas in the world, how can "interest" ever lack? As for me, there is never enough hours in a day to do and think through everything I want. I never liked sleep because it takes away 7-8 hours of the day when soooo many other things can be done. Maybe I am just one of those people that are interested in absolutely everything and anything. In any case, I don't think I will ever truly understand boredom.

Dependence

2004-05-04T04:14:11Z

Everything depends on everything. Every little insignificant decision and every well planned scheme depends on the hoards that came before it and will determine the hoards that will come. Every breath, every word, every step is constantly interconnecting and flowing with mounds of others. Everyone weaves their little tiny thread, fussing around it left and right, completely blind and ignorant of the enourmous quilt of other decisions that covers the bed of time.