Hyperdimensional Cuttlefish
Rising Star
I have been working with the spice in an effort to wrap my little brain around string theory, the brane, and the infinite probabilities inherent in this conceptual system.
It is a draining endeavour, and I have tried to construct a psychedelic analog to use visual spatial memory and offload some of the more...abstract... parts of the idea and make chunks out of it.
Hoo, all I got so far goes like this;
I consider "normal" space as a spiderweb in 4 dimensions. Each intersection of silk strands is another branch in the probability chain and this spins off another strand to another web, which is another link to a different set of probabilities ad infinitum.
Black holes are a singularity at their center, so the strands collect towards and collapse in a superdense tangle of time, events and probability. At the core of this collapse, is the nexus of another brane, or possibly many that intersect at this point.
This focal point is like taking many layers of plastic wrap and pushing a hot spike into them, melding them together so they are fused, and thus the branes have separate leaves still, but are one piece of plastic at the same time.
From here I can't seem to reconcile this with the Newtonian world we operate in on a daily basis and it fatigues me to work on a construct that bridges them. I guess that's unified field theory huh? This shit has been bothering me for way too long, and I am not sure that our consciousness doesn't monkey with the real world on some level of probability.
I suppose that would be magic or alchemy at the very least? Jeebus. Magic is improbable, but extrapolation of probabilities means its possible? Do these meta-strands ever overlap in a concrete testable way in the Newtonian world? They do on quantum levels, and there are some scary/fascinating things happening with research today.
If there was some sort of catalyst to make the probability levels shift such that magic became probable... Well, that is alchemy, isn't it. It makes me come unhinged a bit working on this stuff, but it's the point of humanity to do so...I think?
Thoughts anyone? Or am I howling into the abyss, just hoping/fearing it may scream back at me some day...And on that day have I lost my mind?
It is a draining endeavour, and I have tried to construct a psychedelic analog to use visual spatial memory and offload some of the more...abstract... parts of the idea and make chunks out of it.
Hoo, all I got so far goes like this;
I consider "normal" space as a spiderweb in 4 dimensions. Each intersection of silk strands is another branch in the probability chain and this spins off another strand to another web, which is another link to a different set of probabilities ad infinitum.
Black holes are a singularity at their center, so the strands collect towards and collapse in a superdense tangle of time, events and probability. At the core of this collapse, is the nexus of another brane, or possibly many that intersect at this point.
This focal point is like taking many layers of plastic wrap and pushing a hot spike into them, melding them together so they are fused, and thus the branes have separate leaves still, but are one piece of plastic at the same time.
From here I can't seem to reconcile this with the Newtonian world we operate in on a daily basis and it fatigues me to work on a construct that bridges them. I guess that's unified field theory huh? This shit has been bothering me for way too long, and I am not sure that our consciousness doesn't monkey with the real world on some level of probability.
I suppose that would be magic or alchemy at the very least? Jeebus. Magic is improbable, but extrapolation of probabilities means its possible? Do these meta-strands ever overlap in a concrete testable way in the Newtonian world? They do on quantum levels, and there are some scary/fascinating things happening with research today.
If there was some sort of catalyst to make the probability levels shift such that magic became probable... Well, that is alchemy, isn't it. It makes me come unhinged a bit working on this stuff, but it's the point of humanity to do so...I think?
Thoughts anyone? Or am I howling into the abyss, just hoping/fearing it may scream back at me some day...And on that day have I lost my mind?