Anyway when I did that picture of the tulips with the vase blown up with sunlight, I was wondering how I could stop the world because I wanted to get off... I obviously didn’t. It pisses me off that scientists are messing about with our genome. I have some superb Tulip pictures to Post later. My Tulips I planted four years ago have managed to change colour and grow stamens on their petals. No mean feat. You never know what they will get up to, Tulips are an endless source of inspiration!
I am running out of battery, and it’s my bedtime, so I might post the rest of this tomorrow when the rest of the world has caught up! Stars look wonderful tonight. Moon looks pretty red even though it was a bit of a sliver. Are we going upside down? I am not sure the North Star is in the right place?
Nah I had better get on with it, I am fit to drop though... wine, I need more wine... ... More wine, and a fag just to try and put this better.
Think Organic. Imagine our Solar Sytem as the Internal organs of a Big fish, a bit like a very large Ray. With wings and a tail.
We on Earth are probably the spleen! We need a detox! And Big Ray doesn’t like stuff sprouting out of its body. It thinks it’s got worms. Imagine something like Voyager one and two suddenly erupting out of your eye. Or genitals even worse.
Anyway be serious.
Imagine the outer reaches of our exoatmospere has something like scales rather than bubbles. These are transparent and cause a lensing effect. Anything we look at through telescopes outside of our own solar system is borrowed light, it’s magnified and distorted in the scales. It is distorted. That’s why E=MC2 is a bit off. It hasn’t allowed for lensing. It allowed for turbulence, but not for lensing.
However Mathematically it’s correct, just in isolation. Which means it’s bloody wrong!
Ok the best way I can describe this is like watching an airplane fly overhead at nighttime.
Depending on the atmospheric conditions, the headlights seem to dodge from side to side. The plane passengers don’t experience this, all they experience is a continuos flight mostly, except for a bit of turbulence occasionally.
So in my model, the passengers are experiencing delta 1. Linear mode. A to B with a bit of turbulence. A nice curve to get around the round bits on the 3D model Planet. Which is actually a sort of energy spike flat thing on wheels going around a bright sparkly volatile gas bomb. Which also happens to be hurtling through space in a rather alarming manner ducking and diving all over the place avoiding many obstacles and doing its best to stay out of trouble in the intergalactic highway around a very large gravitationally hungry black hole eating up smaller fish that happen to pass by its jaws. This is happening in alarmingly high speed, except that because we are small ant like creatures that live in the spleen of a flying Fish, it all seems rather slow. Interesting Ants non the Less, and have captured the attention of some very keen galactic Entimologists. I am sure that’s the wrong spelling but even the spellcheck didn’t know what I was on about!
Anyway, I just told Stephen Hawking to buss off, this is my version. If he wants to scull about in an intergalactic wheelchair it’s His thing not mine. He got off on that bloody bit of space junk that twat put up. What’s his name? Musk. Hawking is destined to travel the cosmos in a sports car listening to an endless loop of canned music. Should have taken the Jesus option and got the Eternal
life Card. Don’t ask me what it is, but it isn’t a temporal existence. And certainly not travelling the cosmos in a space roadster. Hope you got the Eternal Life Card mate, far better option. I will try putting in a good word right now. That’s why I thinks it’s a good idea to check out the Eternal Life funeral plan.
Anyway Delta 2... yes more wine, and I plugged in the iPad!
So you happen to be looking up and see this random plane flying overhead. Bloody hell, it’s jumping all over the place. Boy are those passengers going to feel sick. It’s so random looking at how the lights jump all over the place, side to side, before and behind. Do they realise they aren’t flying in a straight line, are they pissed or am I pissed? Nah, it’s lensing in the atmosphere. The old energy spikes and air currents are having a party. They have got some turbulence, what I am seeing is a lot of distortion. Pretty much in the same vector, but all over the bloody place like a manic grasshopper.
So, sometimes you can see the light reflected back to the plane, as though it eminates from outside and meets with the body of the plane a minute time later. Which is shattering time. The energy starts elsewhere and converges into a space at a given point. So that’s version two.
Then you have dog poo time. This is so fucking random it gets like anything can happen anywhere at anytime. It’s like the dog pooed last week and it turns up next Thursday underneath a fucking flower pot. This is so fucking random there is no expecting it, anticipating it, or even imagining it. It’s fucking God Time!
This is when you just have to deal with it! Most of the time though depending on your religious persuasion it’s providence time. How the blazes did this turn up in this place just when I needed it?
How on Earth did that happen? It is way beyond coincidence, and rational randomness. This is a slightly paranoid time. A meet your needs before you even know you want it sort of time. A bloody infuriating, un random intervention, that seems to happen with ever increasing frequency sort of time. A very calculated and knowing sort of time that has a personality. A descriptive sort of time. A time that lets me access itself. A time that shows me what things could become, and how things were. A time of dreaming, imagining, awakening, transportive sort of time. An alive time. An alert time. A not going to bloody sleep sort of time that keeps waking me up at four o clock n the morning with some new revelation sort of time.
Which means mode three is actually place. Or. Should I say Plaice! This is a sort of fishy time. It tells you it is Linear, but it’s not. It’s centralised non time. It just happens. Sometimes it seems a long time, when it’s only a few seconds. At other places it seems very fast time, yet the clock says you have missed hours. This is God time. Time to get things done, and time to rest when you have done them.
The Lie was to say time is a constant. It isn’t. We all perceive time in different ways at different moments. Sometimes on many levels. Time is not money as Rossevelt said. A man can mow an acre of land with a good horse in a day. This is really the measure of time. ... How long would you like your day to be? What would you like to do today? Get real, you have all the time in the world to help other people, and more than enough time for yourself.
If you spend all your self time first, you won’t have any time left for other people.
Better to spend your other people time first, and have plenty of time magnified for yourself. Well, that’s what God told me about time. If you love your job, it’s because you have found something that helps other people, so you get a blessing of time for yourself! You might only have a couple of family hours after a days work, but if you don’t watch TV, or get on media on other people’s time wavelength, you can stretch out this time all you want with the ones you love.
Its just the way it works... and it works for me!
So, just to clarify. We are all in time zone one, a sort of common time. Some of us live in time zone two. Not many of us live in all three time zones at the same place. You don’t even have to go anywhere. It all,happens in your own spot. Infuriatingly random, but excuisitely designed.
I just lapsed and heard Stephen Hawwking. I am dropping off to sleep. Perhaps I will remember it tomorrow.