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Author: Stephen Pickering

  • Why Aren’t We Being Visited by Time Travelers from the Future?

    This was Stephen Hawking’s famous question and or reasoning for why time travel must not be possible: For if it were, and since Einstein’s equations say that the Future already exists, then we should be flooded with ‘tourists’ all around us from some point in the future, when surely the technology will have been developed.

    Most of the time, I feel like Movies in general, are the worst types of ‘didactic pornography,’ but you just have to appreciate how, say, a movie like ‘Loopers’ at least tries to creatively address such issues. It’s agains the law. Presumably because of the chaos it would create through an endless cybernetic feedback loop would end up giving off more energy than the Universe could handle. The energy from this feedback loop, that just kept multiplying exponentially, would rapidly become greater than the Big Bang itself and just rip Space apart as well as breaking down the laws of physics.

    Whenever I’ve thought about this question, most of the time I end up thinking the darkest of all thoughts, but one that’s all too obvious: That we destroy ourselves before we’ve developed the technology. It’s a terrible thought. God, I hope it’s not true. But look at the facts. This was a real fear in peoples’ live in the 50’s and especially the 60’s at the height of the Cold War, then even into the 70’s and when I was growing up in the 80’s.

    Then when the Cold War ended we thought a real “Dawning of the Age of Aquarius” had begun, and that threat was over. Hope it is. But look out over the next thousand to 10 thousand years, which feels like about the amount of time needed for something like time travel to be invented. With so much technological power growing exponentially every year available to the individual, God, such dark thoughts almost seem inevitable, unless, hopefully, we evolve every aspect of our humanity for one, also develop the technology that would stop the ‘lone rogue’ without hampering the benefits of increasing technology for increasing the standards of living, enjoyment, and prosperity for the majority. As much as I hate thinking about this topic in this way, I’m really surprised that no one responded to Hawking with this answer.

    But anyway, moving on, having just read “The Way of Zen” and currently reading such things as “Creative Mythology” as well as “Spiritual” things by Deepak Chopra and Ram Dass, another answer occurred to me in the shower: What if the reason is more metaphysical? Such as: The Reason we haven’t been visited by tourists from the future is because we are asking the question. 

    That’s the same answer that a Buddha master gave when his student asked, “Am I a Buddha?”

    “No,” said the master, “You are not a buddha.”

    “But,” protested the student, “You said all things are ‘buddha’ things.”

    “Yes,” the master responded, “All things are Buddha things. But you are not.”

    “Why not?” implored the student.

    “Because you are asking the question.”

    Most physicists, even the cutting edge ones like Brian Greene and Michio Kaku, would immediately dismiss and leave any conversation if Metaphysics were brought up. But I can’t help but feel that Quantum Theory itself, as well as many aspects of Relativity, is a “Meta” Physical Philosophy. If that’s the case, then surely a metaphysical answer to the question, and metaphysics in general, must have a place at the modern day “Philosophical” Dinner table.

     

  • The Essence of Zen

    I just got through reading Alan Watts’ “The Way of Zen” which is just awesome, by the way. I didn’t really know who he was, other than, I heard Joseph Campbell mention him a couple times, and in the back of my mind I thought, “Oh, he was just some sort of 60’s new age guy who was sort of in Joseph’s ‘Entourage’.”

    Wrong! This guy was the real deal. He was so “in it” so “grounded” that hearing him speak, which may be even better than his great books, you know you are listening to someone who was “transparent to transcendence.”

    That’s what draws you to someone who is or has really followed their bliss, is that the ground is so speaking through them, that you can just feel there’s no Ego agenda that’s going to try to fool you, no editing out of anything, even competitive forces, because it’s like the ground of being speaking ‘through’ this person. That’s a paradox in itself, and as you get more into this world, you know you’re headed in the right direction as more of these paradoxes, oxymorons, anamorphuses, start popping up, and not only do you not mind, but they have a delicious quality to them.

    Anyway, back to my main point. One thing that strikes me that may be the essence of Zen, especially when it comes to some sort of skill is that the practice isn’t what is making you better. The practice, which is of course required, is rather putting you in tune to receive the genius. The practice, the honest practice, sort of makes you worthy, like an initiation, to receive the message from the Gods. And then it becomes almost effortless, like the craft is working through you. You become a conduit for this genius. So the practice puts you “in tune” to be a conduit for manifesting the eternal.

  • Sonnet #10 – “Awake in the Snow”

    I’ll follow you now through the Russian snow.
    For I’m afraid of nothing now you’re here.
    You’ve whisked away my driving need to know
    And blown a kiss that flies me past my fear.

    I want to see the moonlight fall on you.
    It feels like something’s rising from the woods.
    I live outside in mud and dressed in dew
    With feeding flowers blossoming your buds.

    You’re radiating fires below my thought.
    The impulse for attention, let it go.
    You’re  jewel even gods have always sought.
    Your splendor singing silent songs of soul.

    Let’s listen to the music from the stars
    And know by giving up all this is ours.

    ©2013 Stephen K. Pickering

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  • Sonnet #1 in Iambic Trimeter

    God knows we need to sleep.
    We’re rivers and birds, and trees.
    God knows we need to dream.
    Remember, we’re the breeze.

    I walk with you alone
    An empty street at night.
    Where magic things are born.
    Where dark creates the light.

    This thing I hold the most
    The dearest dream I have.
    I’ve learned to let it go.
    To grow from Earth like grass.

    You’re somewhere here I sense,
    Awake with no defense.

  • Sonnet #4 in Iambic Tetrameter – “Memory’s Daughter”

    I am awake now to each wall.
    That is the wall, this need to speak.
    There’s Buddha’s tall and Buddha’s small
    And secret castles across this creek.

    I want to walk on ancient clouds
    And fall with Isis from the sky.
    Plop, splashing down the Nile,
    These hands that swim know how to fly.

    From Memphis to Syr’ya we’ll go
    As Roman armies swarm the cross,
    Which world we land Nut only knows
    We’re trees, and sparrows, hiding gods.

    The garden’s wall so silent I pray.
    That doves will fly and pierce this gate.

    ©2013 Stephen K. Pickering
  • Sonnet #3 in Iambic Tetrameter: A Sacred Dance

    Sonnet #3 in iambic tetrameter – “A Sacred Dance”

     
    I bring you roses to your door.
    I make this offering in Spring.
    I now know who this dove is for,
    That rises through the Sun’s gold ring.

    There’s something deeper going on.
    I feel the pieces come apart.
    The mountain eagle soars at dawn.
    And cries each piece of broken heart.

    I hold your scars around my breast.
    I sing you songs of ocean rain.
    I look up to the mountain’s crest
    And feel you come alive again.

    Each breath we hold each other tight.
    The dove will feed our soul tonight.

    ©2013 Stephen K. Pickering