What we desire and dream about, anticipate, and expect,
manifest to structure our reality. Things, even the people that share our
world and interact with us, are variations we select from their
multidimensionality to suit our personal theme. We can understand our own
world better by understanding the extent of its multiplicity. Only then
can we hope to understand how we can more effectively steer the course of
our space-time history.
Our personal 'universe' is a product of our conscious
perspective of the infinite resource of Platonia, although humans do not
'do' their worlds alone. Conscious perspective joins with others sharing
common values to form interactive social and 'physical' environments far
larger than we could obtain individually.
Individuality cannot help to be but a relative term in the quantum
universe we know to exist. This is no way detracts from the fact that what
we each experience is a matter of choice, and we are free to make choices.
Choice and personal perspective determine the overall shape of our world,
its interactive structure, that which we call society and human
civilization, but we are each the center of our own universe, and the
world we each live within cannot help but differ from all others.
As an aside, 'choice' is a word loaded with nuances. We
don't always choose from a calm and rational perspective. We may make
choices to harm ourselves either knowingly or through twisted
rationalizations that hide that knowing. Regardless for the reason for a
choice, we are always aware of a choice we have make even when we are not
specifically conscious of it, just as in the instant previous to this
moment, we were aware of light in our environment without
being specifically conscious of the specific light fixture, or position of the sun.
The wild idea to absorb in this scenario is to keep
alive the awareness of our rainbow-like multidimensionality. We 'resonate'
with space-time variations of people we know, but there may be other
aspects of these individuals that do not resonate with us. We would not be
aware of their lives in which these manifest, or even their national and
cultural histories in worlds more distant from our own. Alternate selves of our own inhabit those worlds.
Alternate selves may coexist in our world as well, for all we know. We
could pass them on the streets without ever recognizing them for what they
are, although beyond the space-time we know, we are part of a greater
conscious hierarchy.
Multidimensionality of this magnitude is a challenge to
the human imagination. A single individual can simultaneously get up in
the morning, and as his or her worlds diverge by virtue of choices taken
or not taken, stay in bed, get to work on time, be late, have a fatal car
accident, meet a friend at a convenience store and rush back home to have
a hot morning of illicit sex with said friend. The overall course of history of
each of these divergent worlds and everyone in them will remain self-consistent. Every living
thing has this flexibility, this freedom of movement. Multiply this
divergence by everything alive on the face of the Earth at the Plank level and we can more
clearly see that infinity means infinity and nothing less. Anything
possible is happening somewhere. Forget trying to contain or limit it. The
attempt is pathetically, and without reservation, futile.
Step further away from worlds familiar to us and
world-histories that are the product of gestalt-level choices appear to
view, collective choices that determine the course of human history on the
national and planetary level. Platonia is a continuum, like a rainbow, so
we can imagine everything as a rainbow, people, things and even events.
Our world is a specific frequency as an analogy, and together we form a
band of frequencies close enough to interfere, which links them together.
Move too far away from the band and others appear to view, histories in
which the first orbiting satellites were launched centuries earlier than
in our history, given that the Dark Ages never happened, or histories in
which humanity will never leave its world, histories in which Homo sapiens
failed to colonize Europe and fell prey to something perhaps smarter and
more violent than ourselves, another species of emergent human, or
something not native to this world.
Further away from this subset of infinity are worlds in
which Homo sapiens begins to diverge into unfamiliar races and species and
acquire unfamiliar physical and psychological attributes. Entirely different geological
histories would be involved. A great distance away from worlds familiar to
us, we may also have alternate biospheres to contend with, some of which
would strike us as totally alien in character. There are pristine parallel
Earths beyond counting in which no particular species at all dominates,
Earths that are forests or jungles, or deserts, or oceans in their
entirety. There are Earths that do not resemble ours, Earths that are
veritable paradises, ruined Earths, Earths devastated by war or natural
disaster. There are Earths born to a smaller or larger Sol, hotter or
colder than ours, and uninhabitable. There are Sols around which no Earth
revolves. There are future human civilizations that have harvested entire
worlds to build their galactic civilizations, including ours.
And there are infinite universes in which no Sols
rotate around the core of our galaxy, and infinite numbers of universes in
which our galaxy does not exist in its current form or location.
Mathematicians speak of measures or subsets of infinities. Even the least
likely scenario in the multiverse is infinite in scope, although perhaps
less in measure than another.
And when we talk of 'physical' reality existing as
conscious structures, we are most certainly talking of conscious
structures beyond comprehension, and of conscious structures ensconced
within larger ones, conscious structures lower on the ladder of evolution
looking at their environment and unable to imagine the kinds of mind that
gave them birth, or higher on the ladder of evolution, aware of
hierarchies of consciousness 'beneath' them, but oblivious to those higher
still to which they belong.
Our conscious space-time worlds are each a
manifestation of who and what we are. Each is a unique universe unto
itself shared by no other, but we are interactive with others, and we
share our worlds with those others. Countless others,
human and otherwise, seen and unseen, contribute to our world.
Spouses lost in thought quite often speak at the same
instant, voicing the same thought, although when we say that we interact
with others telepathically, ultimately we are interacting within an
entangled landscape of our unified being. Look into the face of any conscious
creature, human or otherwise, and we are staring into the face of a
multidimensional being and seeing an aspect of it that resonates with us.
On an even more primal level, we are looking at ourselves from that other
perspective.
We never stand alone. We are part of a web or network
of conscious existence. In our social environment, if we are at heart a
victim, our most prominent interactive other may be a predator. If we are
a nurturing mother, it may be our developing infant. If we are a lover, it
may be our sexual counterpart snuggled in our arms, and if we are that
initial predator, it will be our victim pleading for mercy and receiving
none.
Interactions are all conscious choices, but many
conscious choices are choices by abdication and default, determined by the
laws of nature we abide by and indirect to the point we invariably plead
ignorance. This feedback in the world of lesser animals is acted upon at
face value and Darwinian evolution rules. Increasingly, human intelligence
allows us to recognize the consequence of this feedback before it becomes
a physical reality. We intercede. We make conscious, proactive changes and
choices and do things the animals have never done.
In the end, we will know on the level of our ruling
neocortex that our lives are an acausal synchronous structure. We live in
the moment and nothing that happens within it is coincidental. The sensory
and emotionally reactive reality of the old mammalian brain will no longer
hold our unfettered attention. This is not to say we can, or will ever,
know everything we need to know about the nature of human existence, but
we will pay far more attention to the unknowns in our lives before they
wreak the havoc they often do in sensory space-time worlds we never
question.
We are here. There's nothing we can do about it. We
exist. We make choices by virtue of the nature of probability. Our lives
are, in a manner of speaking, fictions, made-up stories, self-sustained
personal dramas reflecting our struggle to understand our environment, our
very selves, and wrestle from it the values, significance and meaning we
want from it.
Our lives are like fiction, perhaps, but they are not
fantasy. The world of our senses is the end product of more information
processing than any of us would ever consider credible, or even
comprehensible. We can at least see by now the futility of blindly
reacting to the events of our lives. They run us in circles until we begin
to take notice of the curious fact that we are indeed running ourselves
around in circles. Aside from conjecture and speculation on details of how
things came to be, our realities are unrelentingly dynamic. Consciousness
radiating from the superpositioned immanent Now has only one option at its
disposal.
Growth is its fundamental nature.
