The images of Dark Matter trails in the Universe and the images of brain neuron networks are virtually indistinguishable, leading to a natural assumption that the Universe itself is a vast, living brain. Kai, a friend, suggested that the information we (and other life forms elsewhere) garner from being alive feeds itself into this omnipotent brain, which could explain the puzzling expansion of the Universe and the fact that it doesn't seem to be slowing down. We could all be contributing to its persistent growth. As brains evolve, they tend to grow, developing themselves into larger vessels to contain the information available.
In the same conversation, I envisaged a water droplet as we were talking about black holes - spinning sinks of information being gathered into a singularity. The form of a black hole looks very like the collective system, from what we understand, of water gathering to fall. We agreed on the concept that when the information bubble gets big enough (or the singularity gets dense enough) it falls off the tendril of the hanging droplet, so creating a new Universe, which may well explain why neutrinos were the only things around just after the ‘Big Bang', alongside a few elements that came through the process with them. As information carriers, neutrinos fit the bill very well - independent oscillators which change their form according to the circumstance, circumstances we know nothing about as we don't yet have a satisfactory window on the quantum realms. But it stands to reason that neutrinos had the information necessary to create compounds and molecules, to forge a new Universe based on the information available from the one which birthed its life in the first place.
When we can adapt our thinking to take account of quantum reality, we are in a better position to make sense of our lives and to harvest the opportunities/information at our disposal. While we are stuck in dependence upon salaried success and wasteful practices, we persist in a detachment from universal progress, as if we are ignoring what the Universe has to tell us, bleating piteously instead about the price of petrol and the quality of coffee. As we stay steadfast to this path, the rainforests are dying and the oil within the earth is being bled at an unsustainable rate. Oil takes many thousands of years to form, it doesn't replenish overnight. Nor do rainforests. Once gone, they are gone forever, as far as we are concerned, anyway.
There are two trains of thought here. One, my own, is that we need a big, fat comet to come along and wipe us out. The Earth might have a chance to rejuvenate life again while she cruises through the Goldilocks Zone, to start anew with a different set of equal values. I'd like to think that, given the apparently unstoppable train which drives us towards the inevitability of self-destruct, we could embrace the end of our time here and bring what we have learned to light in a new surge of planetary existence. The other train of thought, which my friends tend to prefer, is that there is hope for us to travel a new path and salvage what is left before it is too late, that we can somehow collectively come round to a way of thinking which leaves avarice behind and fosters self-sustaining ways of living. I'm not holding my breath. I'm not sure that we haven't lost too much ground already in busily bleeding the planet dry.
There are two trains of thought here. One, my own, is that we need a big, fat comet to come along and wipe us out. The Earth might have a chance to rejuvenate life again while she cruises through the Goldilocks Zone, to start anew with a different set of equal values. I'd like to think that, given the apparently unstoppable train which drives us towards the inevitability of self-destruct, we could embrace the end of our time here and bring what we have learned to light in a new surge of planetary existence. The other train of thought, which my friends tend to prefer, is that there is hope for us to travel a new path and salvage what is left before it is too late, that we can somehow collectively come round to a way of thinking which leaves avarice behind and fosters self-sustaining ways of living. I'm not holding my breath. I'm not sure that we haven't lost too much ground already in busily bleeding the planet dry.
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