Ewe: Another bogus creation story, huh?
Eye: All good writers have to have at least one.
Ewe: Why, how many do you have?
Eye: One.
Eye: In the beginning, there wasn't anything
there.
Eye: Not necessarily. Assume, for a moment, a state of
non-existence. That is, imagine that once upon a time, there wasn't anything.
There were no frogs, or trees, or dirt, or molecules, or atoms, or quarks, or
statistics, or math, or aything. In fact, there was such an incredible lack
of an amount of stuff, there was not even a consciousness to notice that
"nothing" was there. Got me?
Eye: Ok, now that you understand specifically in every
possible way what I mean, I'm gonna tell you that it doesn't matter.
Eye: Same as usual, to prove a point. A state where no
thing exists is an impossibility.
Eye: Good question. Once upon a time, a man was drinking
pretty heavily and came out with, "I drink, therefore I am." Descarte was his
name, and he later changed the statement into, "I think, therefore I
am."
Ewe: I heard that before, at least part of it
anyway.
Eye: I figured. Do you know what it means?
Ewe: It means that if I am capable of thinking of
something, then I must exist.
Eye: Good, but why?
Ewe: Because I'm the one doing the
thinking.
Eye: Right. So, if you can think, you must exist.
Eye: Uhh. . . yeah. How can this thought be
extended?
Ewe: What do you mean by the word,
"extended"?
Eye: To put is as simply as possible, an extention is
kinda like introducing a new concept to what one already has, and then makes
logical conclusions based on those new, or as-yet-unseen relations.
Eye: Try this one on. If you have the number two and the
plus sign [For all those who missed the first day of kindergarten, a plus sign
looks like, " + " and allows you to do things like ridicule Bill Gates because
he has so many of them in his bank account, or add numbers, depending on your
point of view.]. Try as you might, you will never have anything more than 2 +
2 if you only have a two and a plus sign to start.
However, if one extends his thought processes and thinks that 2 + 2 has a
possibility of being something other than a combination of two and a plus
sign, he can begin to make conclusions.
The mathematical representation of this extention is, of course, the equal
sign [Mr. Kant taught me that one . . .]. Using this third concept, one can
get four, or add more twos and get 8, or add more and get one quadrillion,
three hundred fifty-six trillion, eight hundred seventy-five billion, three
hundred twenty-four million and two.
ClueSo in other words, if you take the idea that
the ability to think undisputably shows that there must exist something which
is doing the thinking, with the proper tools, you can extend it into something
else.
Ewe: But don't you need to add something to do
that?
Eye: Technically, that depends on your definition of
something. In this case, I am simply choosing to refute the state of nothing-
ness I was talking about earlier.
Ewe: So in other words, if I think therefore I am,
then because I am, a state of non-existence is an impossibility.
Eye: Exactly! And that, my liege, is how we know the
earth to be banana shaped.
King Arthur: This new learning amazes me Sir
Bediviere. Explain again how sheep's bladders may be employed to prevent
earthquakes . . .
Eye: Well, imagine a blank piece of paper. On the page
are two dots.
Ewe: You mean, like with a pencil.
Eye: Pencil, pen, marker, blood, etc. It really doesn't
matter. There are two dots on a piece of paper.
Eye: One of those dots represents something, and the
other represents nothing.
Ewe: How could a dot represent nothing?
Eye: It just does.
Eye: Anway, if there were a line connecting the two dots,
it would be straight.
Eye: Right. That line represents something I call a
pole.
Ewe: What's a pole, and why is that line a
pole?
Eye: Well, there will eventually be an entire page on
poles, but it hasn't been written yet. So, I'll start with your other
question. That line is a pole because it . . . connects two points that are
opposite. Well, it doesn't really connect them, it just allows them to exist
. . . Think of opposites.
Eye: Yeah, like right and wrong, or happy and sad, or
right and left, or up and down, or right and read . . . err, write and read,
or yes and no, etc.
Eye: If you did not have right, there could be no wrong,
and vice versa.
Eye: If right (as in a moral standpoint) were the only
thing there could be, then wrong would not exist. Wrong would not exist
because it would be impossible to take two separate events and compare them.
One could look at the first event and say, that is right. Then the second
event would come along, and because right is the only thing there is, that
event too, would be right.
Ewe: Oh, ok. So if only right, then also, only
not wrong.
Eye: Yeah, I think that's what I mean. Anywhoo, right
would represent one point on the piece of paper, and wrong the other point. A
pole is formed because there can be some things that are more right than
others, and likewise with wrong.
Ewe: So then different points on the line would have
different degrees of "goodness" or "badness".
Eye: Yeah. Furthermore, if I am to attempt to make sense
of the world [which I'm doing at this very moment], then I must also assume
that there are different degrees of existnece.
Eye: Remember that piece of paper with the two points on
it. One representing existence, and the other, non-existence?
Eye: So, when you draw a pole between the points, if you
locate a spot on the pole in between the points, you'd have a particular
degree of existence.
Ewe: And I'm supposed to believe that because . . .
why??
Eye: You're not. However, it makes sense to me, and in
this story that I'm telling, the pole is a necessary part. However, you may,
or may not, decide whether or not the individual (dicrete) points on the pole
exist.
Ewe: Well, I'll choose to believe that the "discreet
points" on the pole do not exist, but that the points on the piece of paper
do.
Eye: Why bother . . . So, the question then becomes,
what exists?
Ewe: I thought you were going to answer
that.
Eye: Well, here is where religion had the ability to
enter into life in a very real way.
Eye: Because the only thing that could have existed at
that "time" COULD be God.
Ewe: You don't believe in God?
Eye: I don't need to believe in a God because I
understand my God. However, before I get lost in a tangent . . . There was a
thing that existed, a thing that didn't, and a pole connecting them.
Eye: I'm not much of a math major, but I believe in
mathematics. I believe that math has an ability to represent the world we
live in, and make predictions about that world using its equations.
Eye: I believe that the thing that existed was a type of
math equation, algorithm, or system of logic. Maybe all of the above. In
order to make that belief plausible, the equation/algorithm/whatever had to
have one particular property.
Ewe: And that is . . . ??
Eye: It has to be able to describe and/or define
itself.
Eye: Say it were a simple math equation. That equation
had to have the property of being able to generate other random equations and
also had to be albe to choose from among those equations the ones that it
thought best described it.
Eye: I thought not. You, the person reading this, have
the ability I was just talking about. That is, you can randomly pick a new
hobby, like sky-diving, and do it. After you've done it (or perhaps even
before you've done it), you can decide whether or not you like it. If you
liked it, you'll probably do it again, and if not, would probably try
something a little less adventuresome, like watching paint dry.
Eye: I personally believe that man, or woman, or both but
now I think the point is getting out of hand, is what man does.
Ewe: Actions speak louder than words.
Eye: Something like that. I can choose to sky-dive, or I
can choose not to. Whatever choice I make in that regard has then become a
part of my being.
Eye: I try to live by the expression, "Don't knock it
'till you try it." And although that expression, as I use it, has one
exception, sky-diving isn't it.
Ewe: So then if you don't go sky-diving your making
some sort of statemente that it is bad?
Eye: Not at all. If I don't go sky-diving, I'm making a
statement that I have no clue what the experience is like and should never be
considered as a valid source of information on the subject. On the other
hand, if I go sky-diving, I'd probably love it and be telling everyone all
about it.
Ewe: So what's the exception?
Eye: Death, but I'm not certain as to whether or not I've
tried it.
Ewe: You don't know if you've tried
death?
Eye: Well, when you put it that way, I suppose I have. I
guess I failed. . . or succeeded, depending on your point of view. Afterall,
I am still alive. However, that too, is an entirely different page [not yet
written]. So, getting back to the piece of paper, we have two points. One
represents nothing, and the other represents a mathematical equation. This
equation has the ability to describe itself, or rather, to create extensions
of itself and modify or discard those extensions.
Ewe: All right . . . what about the
pole?
Eye: The pole is the (also) imaginary line between the
two points.
Ewe: All right, then what?
Eye: Well, just to make things easier to read, I am going
to give a name to the aforementioned equation.
Eye: Tom isn't a bad name, but it isn't my first choice.
Reminds me of this kid I had a crush on when I was in high school. How about
Lapp?
Ewe: Lapp? What the hell is a Lapp?
Eye: Lapp is the name of the equation, among other
things, but she too has her own page.
Ewe: Do you plan on writing a web page for
everthing?
Eye: At the moment, yeah. Of course, that opinion is
subject to change without notice.
Ewe: So we have, Lapp, Nothing, and a Pole
representing the line between them. And then . . . ?
Eye: And then we go an examine Lapp's "mind".
Ewe: Mind? How could she have a mind? What do you
mean by that word?
Eye: Because I think therefore I am, I believe
that Lapp the Equation could notice things with her mind, or that she was
somehow aware of her surroundings (or lack thereof).
Ewe: Is this going somewhere?
Eye: In circles, as far as I can tell. Anyway, Lapp
noticed that she existed. She also noticed that on the other end of her pole,
she didn't exist.
Ewe: Um. . . oddly enough, that makes
sense.
Eye: Because she was dumb, had nothing better to do, or
both, she went back and forth and back and forth along the pole.
Ewe: All right, I suppose that is as plausible as
the rest of this . . . stuff :-)
Eye: Well, she did have speed. Lots and lots of speed.
In fact, she had so much speed, she started giving it away to the neighborhood
kids for free.
Eye: Oh, sorry, wrong kind of speed. Well, she vibrated
between states really really fast.
Ewe: Could you rephrase that, the panel of judges
back there didn't understand your answer.
Eye: Sure. Lapp was aware of herself. And then, just
before a nano-second had gone by, she was aware that part of her wasn't
herself (in other words, she was aware that Nothing was at the other end of
her pole). This formed two opposite states of awareness. Because she move
back and forth so fast, she began to vibrate.
Eye: Perhaps, but I've always thought the orgasm occured
just before conception, and we haven't gotten to the physical conception yet.
Although the mental part occurred just as Lapp chose.
Eye: That said, no, she hasn't orgasmed yet.
Ewe: Oh, sorry. I've always been prone to premature
ejaculations.
Eye: Apparently. As she vibrated back and forth, she
eventually realized that she could overshoot her bounds.
Eye: She'd be going from one end of the pole to the
other, and would actually go past it.
Ewe: How could she do that?
Eye: Too much drugs. Anyway, when this happened, she
began to spin.
Eye: Yeah, spin. Go get the pencil you drew your dots
with earlier. Pretend the end with the graphite is Lapp, and that the end
with the eraser is Nothing. The rest of the pencil represents the non-
existent pole. Now, place the pencil on a flat surface and spin it. That, is
spin.
Ewe: Ok, I think I got it . . .
Eye: Now, because it is the easiest way to continue the
story, I'm going to let the scientists take the stage.
Ewe: Just what I needed. NOT!!
Eye: Regardless, Lapp and Nothing vibrated and spun
around until they had a child named Quark.
Ewe: Like on Deep Space Nine?
Eye: Exactly, not at all. A quark is the name scientists
have given to the "elementary particles" that combine to make electrons and
protons, and fun stuff like that. The electrons and protons combine to make
things called atoms. The atoms combine to make things called molecules. The
molecules combine to make things call chemicals. The chemicals combine to
make things like nuclear explosions.
Eye: What can I say, I'm a cynic at heart. And that, my
friends, is the story of the physical creation of my universe.
Ewe: How was my universe created?
Eye: Either you've chosen a story of creation you favor,
created your own, or don't really exist. Anyway, that is the way I have
chosen to represent the physical creation of matter in my universe.
Ewe: What about concepts?
Eye: Concepts are of a totally different nature. They
can be seen on radio four at seven pm on Friday nights.
Ewe: On another page, eh?