Month: September 2017

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TIME MATTERS – CHAPTER 13: A Not So Silent Night

.Image of the night visitor behind the pipe smoke

The smell of the pipe tobacco smoke woke me up and I saw ‘Einstein’ in my room. He had brought with him the blue light wall again and seemed to be pondering something regarding the information flowing on it.

“Vee haffe access to zo little of vat zee unifferze has to offer,” he said. “Can you imagine zee amount of knowledge vee could acquire if efferybody had access to all zee informazion in it?”

“Could you please put out the pipe,” was the first thing that came out of my mouth.

“Oh, I’m zorry, old habit, zey didn’t haffe zee smoking concerns zey haffe now ven I vas young you know.”

“Why are you here? It’s…”, I said while looking unsuccessfully for my iPhone to check what time it was, “…whatever time it is, it’s too early. In some places being up at this time is considered uncivilized.”

“I’m an old man Ray. People mein age don’t sleep much.  Maybe it’s becauze vee are clozer to zee end of our stay in zis dimenzion and unconsciously vant to get zee most out of zee time left. But I digress; I’m here becauze I understand you haffe delved into mein equazion. Vat haffe you found zo far?”

He wasn’t going away so I rubbed my eyes and got up, being careful not to step into the blue light wall again. I opened my laptop and showed ‘Einstein’ what I had done so far.

“I started by envisioning a universe without time,” I said. “No time means that the equation for speed would be a division by zero; an operation that produces and undefined result.”

I shared with him a simple example that I had found on the internet which explained very plainly why a division by zero is considered undefined. He looked at me like I was nuts explaining such simple concepts to him but I asked him to bear with me. I actually told him that I needed to go through all that because, unlike him, I was no Einstein.  A remark he found particularly amusing. Anyway, this is what I showed him:

If  8 ÷ 4 = 2, then 8 = 2 x 4

But if we substitute 4 by zero then we would have:

8 ÷ 0 = what?  and thus 8 = 0 x what?

It’s impossible to have a number that multiplied by 0 would give a result other than 0, so the equation 8 ÷ 0 = what?  has no answer.

“After establishing that, I went to the formula for speed,” I said as I showed him what I had done next:

r = d ÷ t  where r stands for rate of speed, d stands for distance and t is time.

If time doesn’t exist, then t becomes zero and the formula produces an undefined result

r = d ÷ 0 = UNDEF

“This led me to a significant finding about time’s effect on our universe, and here’s where your equation E=mc2 comes into play. If we substitute time in the speed of light by zero,” I said as I showed him the math behind my calculations,*  “we end up with a result like this:

m = (E ÷ 1) x 0

Mass equals the amount of energy multiplied by zero, hence mass equals zero:

m = 0

In the absence of time there is no mass! Or in other words, matter needs time to exist!  That’s what time adds to the other three dimensions.”

“And if we go back to the equation and start with zero mass,” I continued, “we end up with a result that can be interpreted as an infinite amount of energy. A concept with many interesting ramifications both scientifically and philosophically.”

‘Einstein’ looked at me and smiled.

“You might be on to zomething here Ray. I vould haffe to do all zee complex math to be zure, but I like vere you’re going vith zis. It might effen haffe an impact on zee zearch for an explanazion on vy zee graffitazional forces in zee cosmos are zee vay zey are, effen though zere’s not enough phyzical mass to zupport zem.”

His words energized me and somehow I stopped feeling tired.

“I’m going to go now but I’ll leaffe zis here,” he said pointing at the blue light wall of information, “zere’s no better vay to access zee Akashic records. But pleaze don’t step into it.”

He left and I found myself alone with what amounted to the greatest source of information in the universe. I wondered if it had Google…

 

*I didn’t include the full math in this chapter but, if you’re interested, you can check all of it here as part of an essay the author wrote on the subject.

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TIME MATTERS – CHAPTER 14: A Day for the Records

Image of the blue light wall through which Ray accesses the Akashic records

I sat on my bed watching the wall of light for what seemed like half an hour. The endless stream of  information was overwhelming, and I had no idea how to use it. My bafflement was interrupted by the iPhone’s wake up alarm. It had fallen on the floor and I was about to pick it up when I noticed the blue light of the wall flickering in unison with the alarm’s rhythm. That jump-started my mind and I began to connect the dots:

“Einstein handwritten note mentioned this wall of light was an energy field. The surge of energy in my iPhone brought up by the alarm had an effect on it. Over at the Professor’s, Matthew the ferret was able to feel the energy radiating from my brain. Crap! I had to go telepathic on this thing…”

The challenge was troublesome but I decided not to throw in the towel. However, before embarking on a crash course on telepathic communication with a very slim chance of success, I thought it would be a good idea to take a leak first. Once relieved I went for a much needed cup of coffee and while waiting for the coffeemaker to finish its thing I connected some additional dots:

“The first time the blue light wall appeared in my apartment, ‘Einstein’ had said he hadn’t created it but that he accessed it constantly. A short while ago he referred to this energy field as the Akashic records, and in his note he had asked me to look up his thought experiments. Professor Murdock had told me that some of Einstein’s public expressions suggest he was able to tap into the Akashic records during those experiments. Because of their nature, thought experiments lead to an increase of brain energy. The wall of blue light reacts to surges of energy in its vicinity. Bingo! No need to go mental! Increasing my brain energy should give me access to the records. Time to go back to the thought experiment approach.”

I moved the most comfortable chair I owned to the room and sat on it. Closed my eyes and drew a picture in my mind of a universe without time.

It was an energy field that extended infinitely in all directions. The energy was completely inert for it had no frequency. This must be what existed before the big bang. The big bang then must have been the moment when time came in contact with the original three-dimensional field of primordial energy. Time allowed movement, thus the energy came alive and matter began to appear.

I felt my brain unlocking. Answers came up fast and effortlessly. I figured that was the result of accessing the Akashic records. It was exhilarating! I couldn’t stop inquiring:

“So if what time does, as the fourth dimension, is add matter to three-dimensional space, then it can no longer be considered a path through which we move into the future. The nature of time is redefined as the dimension that allows the future to materialize. It adds a whole new perspective to phrases like ‘I need time to do this’. Of course you need time! But not the way it’s been thought about before. If you’re traveling from New York to Paris you need every step of the way to materialize in order to reach Paris. The trip becomes a construction process that requires approximately seven hours to be completed. Without time, the moment of you in Paris would not materialize. This would change what we measure as time. But new units of measure are not needed; it’s a matter of using the current ones in a new way. Instead of using them to measure the amount of time, we would use them to measure the length of the materializing process. For example, the materializing process of going from New York to Paris on a plane is seven hours long.”

The way the mind works when in tune with the Akashic records turned out to be intoxicating. I couldn’t stop. I had lost track of time when Bob called around noon.

“Hi Bob,” I said trying to sound as normal as possible.

“Hey buddy, are you OK? You haven’t been at the office for the last two days and we have this big presentation on Monday… I’m starting to get worried. What’s going on?” He sounded genuinely concerned.

“I’m fine,” I said trying my best to sound convincing, “there’s really nothing to worry about. I’ve been in touch with the creative team and everything is where it should be from my creative standpoint. The materials look fantastic; everything will go great on Monday. The time machine concept will blow their minds, you’ll see.”

“The presentation is not what worries me; we have a great team. It’s you bro. I can tell a mile away when you are not well. Talk to me Ray.”

“I’ll tell you, but not now; I wouldn’t be able to give you any details now anyway. Trust me, I’m dealing with something that requires my undivided attention and it doesn’t involve anything illegal nor life-threatening.”

“Listen, whatever you’ve gotten yourself into, I’ll respect you request for privacy, but remember that I’m here for you. Whatever you need…” he said.

“Actually, there’s one thing,” I said, “please cover for me at Monday’s presentation. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it. Just tell everybody that I’ve got the flu.”

“Will do buddy,” he said. “Good luck on whatever it is you’re doing and I hope some day you’ll explain to me the whole thing.”

We hung up and a short while later I got a call from Gina.

“Hey Gina, how are you doing?”

“Fine how are you?”

“I’m OK. Have you talked to Bob?” I asked.

“No, I’ve been on meetings out of the office all day and I’m taking the afternoon off to pick up the kids at my sister’s. Why do you ask?”

“Oh nothing. It’s just that I talked to him a short while ago and asked him to tell people I had the flu… which I don’t… Anyway, I thought you were calling because of that,” I babbled.

“Raymond Young, have we met?” she said lightheartedly. “I babysit nieces and nephews, not grownup coworkers. I was calling to check your ETA tomorrow.”

As implausible as it might sound, I had completely forgotten about the BBQ get-together with Gina and her niblings. It took a couple of long seconds of awkward silence for all the forgotten information to come back so I could pull an answer out of thin air.

“I was thinking around 11:30,” I said. “Does that work for you?”

“That would be perfect. Oh and take care of that flu,” she said chuckling.

After hanging up I took a shower and went out to get all I needed for the BBQ. When I got back and saw the blue glow in my room I felt like a junkie in desperate need of a fix.