Are there opposites or is it an illusion? Think of Einstein’s famous thought experiment about being in a constantly accelerating elevator vs being in a lab on the Earth. His postulate that eventually birthed relativity was that one was indiscernible from the other. Maybe there is only one thing, one place, and it vibrates or momentarily quantum splits a roughly infinite number of times to appear as reality. Maybe it is (just) all God, or if you prefer, or truth or Velveeta. Wouldn’t they all have to be the same, not that there would be any difference between logic or illogic in that strange world (our world?), either could collapse back into Velveeta at any moment and all moments? If a single opposite exists, does it guarantee that everything has an opposite? Are opposites simply a cosmic stretch-goal? I really believe in the mental model of yin and yang, so why do the broader category of opposites seem so impossible?
How many dimensions are there? How many realities are there, zero, one, or infinity seem to be the only options to me. Is this just an elaborate exercise in trying to find the fountain of youth or to cast death away? Am I already dead? Was I ever born? Were we ever not born? What would that taste like?
A circle not a line. Isn’t extreme pleasure momentarily indistinguishable from pain? Don’t we really go clockwise (viewed from above or below?) and thus get away from one but we find that we must then move through and not simply towards the other only to return to the former? Are dark and light just different amounts or qualities of the same thing? Are there multiple darks and multiple lights, like harmonics? Is there simply differing densities of this primal stuff, God, truth, pirate shirts, that appears as apples or kindness or words?
Symmetry is a real and a really important real I really believe (really). I believe in symmetry more than nearly any other thing, it keeps revealing itself again and again under and around every corner I look. What really separates insanity from creative brilliance? A little more or less of whatever the fundamental building block is? Did Van Gogh really cut off his ear? Did he even have ears? Do we?
Isn’t the best way to end dependence on a vice to tackle some other underlying imbalance or false belief or atrophied metaphoric muscle? Maybe to combat insomnia we should talk more with a good friend or take up ballroom dancing again? How could this be in a world of opposites? What is the illusion?
I’m still not convinced that I exist or that I ever could exist or that I could ever not exist. I am also not totally comfortable with the idea that any thing exists or that it doesn’t. What smells better today? I think black holes are much more plausible than I am. That is strangely comforting. Are there any fundamental particles that do not have a corresponding anti-particle? Is opposite-ness simply a function or illusion of time? All opposites exploding outward to only eventually re-collapse back into the one? Do we just need to wait? Maybe evil and kind will be one someday or have been before, maybe an infinite number of times. Just let it be. Please be still Monkey Brain 🙂
