Miracles, Impossibilities, Probabilities, One Chain One Humanity of Oblivion
The following are quotes from Dick Cavett's blogcolumn in NYTimes, Saturday, September 11, 2010./I was amused to see how this column and subject related to my morning thought:
"pondering the thought of watching and observing life, to understand life, while at the same time hurling like in a slolom to oblivion, the alteration, end, suspension, alter parallel of life.."
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"Near the end of his talk, he refers to you and me as belonging to a species called “astronomically improbables.” Hasn’t almost everyone, sooner or later, hit upon the realization that because you have two parents, four grandparents, eight great-grandparents and so on into near-infinity, you are related to
practically everyone on earth?"
"He pointed out that we each have millions of ancestors and that, at birth, your sex is determined randomly."..." If any single one of that galaxy of ancestors had chanced to have a different sex, you would not be here to read this."
"how many ancestors can the brain conceive to count and number?"
"Yet another point of view: we are born in the bowels of exploding stars. The atoms in our DNA were created in supernovas. You could say that there's a little bit of us shared all over the universe."
"And I am equally glad all those ancestors found their way to make me, because I am very glad to be here, alive,...(but am i alive for a purpose, or if just as a star, just is, just to be. that is all nothing more?)
And from this exploration, who all are our ancestors? And do we all have the same ancestors? And how are individual creation stories changed with interplanetary integrations; those of/from "parallel universes"?
And can those to be born, whose parents choose differently, can they haunt and spirit attach, curse and collide a life?
Last night on LKLive, one of the guest said you can not return ore review time to the point that once existed, which was proving the point that our perception of linear time is a fallacy and that it is possible that my old self already exists somewhere (parallel universe), and that the entities who would have been given rise to, would their parents have chosen differently, do too exist...?
"the singular individuality of a genetic code" ; yet, "why I am me and not someone else", leading to "the probability of me" but "probability can only be calculated for events which have not as yet happened" which leads me to ponder the names attached to specific genetic codes, probabilities; some of us are new never before (Melise) yet old; others are repetitions (Janes, Michaels...)?
Hm. this all leads to the miracle of our existence (http://www.positiveatheism.org/writ/dawkins3.htm#ANAESTHETIC); and the miraculous randomness of that existence
and funny. this morning i woke up pondering the thought of watching and observing life, to understand life, while at the same time hurling like in a slolom to oblivion, the alteration, end, suspension, alter parallel of life..
but this ends best taken the idea into idealism...as quoted:
"Yes, the numbers are astounding, but it is the concept that counts: that we are all links in a chain going back in time to the beginnings of mankind up through everyone who is currently alive on this planet and on to everyone who has yet to be born. And if one of those links is "broken," that is if I and you did not exist, then the entire chain would unravel. Further, we are as insignificant as grains of sand on
all the beaches in the all the worlds and, at the same time, the most important thing, to us, that there is. And both realities exist and can be understood at the same time. But the concept that we are all tied
together, actually "related" to each other, is the concept that should bring us all together. But why doesn't it? Evolution. We have all evolved into different races, ethnicities and cultures so that our
"common bond," the human species, is not enough, especially today, to even begin to unite us. We cannot even unite as a country. One faction against another, ad infinitum and infinitely. We, as individuals, have become too self-important, and we have forgotten our chain of humanity.
And, now, we are in chains to ideologies, doctrines, causes, trends and whatever else appears and carries us along with it.
The chain might as well be broken because it doesn't count for anything anymore. We need a new birth, a rebirth of the mind and of the spirit, some light that can radiate between and among us: we need a new attitude--one of unity and not of division. And we need leaders, lot and lots of true leaders, to help show us the way out of annihilation and to healthy survival. And there are not any around."
Source of Quotes: http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/09/10/dear-fellow-improbable/
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