CONTINUOUS VERSUS DISCONTINUOUS

Consciousness: Continuous or Discontinuous? Before I discuss either aspect in depth, I want to explain why I would look at continuity as a basis for describing Consciousness. Again, I’d like to emphasize here that all we can do is DESCRIBE. A description is the story we tell about our sample data. And our sample data …

THE INCOMING

My philosophy is relational. IT grew out of my thought processes about my journal-published research involving a self-organizing expanding system, not unlike the expanding boundary of our universe. Much of the changes of a boundary’s shape/potential, due to energy/information crossing it, can be characterized using the full Energy Equation and statistical mechanics.

FROM IMPLICIT TO EXPLICIT

In building a model of how consciousness might develop, we assume that there is an “Implicit Order” (as described by David Bohm in “Wholeness and the Implicit Order”) and a “What Is” or an “Explicit Order” as described by J. Krishnamjurti (in his various works).

CONSCIOUSNESS: CONTINUOUS OR DISCONTINUOUS?

For something to exist, like an experience of awareness, part of an apparent continuous consciousness, there must be a relationship across at least one boundary (one difference in potential, or at least one signal/transfer of information). A relationship exists when we sample our environment and it responds to our sampling (the same can be said …

The Changing Climate of The Implicit

The idea here is that we can never know what is behind our observations, since, perhaps, we live in, as John Archibald Wheeler calls it, a participatory universe, the universe of the observer. Observers who sample at their RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW then process the results, generalize about them, and give them meaning, only to “stash them …

Love and Loss

  Is there a difference between reaching into the past to find someone you loved but  can no longer reach and reaching into the future to find someone you love (or might love), but might never meet?  Let me give you an example. People around me are forever mourning the loss of touch with a …