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OVERVIEW
This is a study
of ontology. Ontology is a general study of
substance. Albert Einstein considered himself to be an ontologist. In general
though, scientists who study chemistry and elementary physics do not consider
themselves ontologists, because they have limited their studies to phenomenal
substance manifesting as matter. The Greek philosophers Democritus
(460-370 B.C.) and Leucippus (5th c. B.C.) were ontologists; developing
a class of study called atomism. Atomism is derived from the Greek word
"atomoi", which means unsplittable. Atomism is still vigorously pursued
today by modern high-energy physicists.
Other earlier
philosophers who were ontologists but not atomists, were Thales (c. 640
- c. 547 B.C.) and Anaximander (c. 610 -
c. 547 B.C.). Thales was known as one of the Seven Sages of Greece.
He believed that water was the origin of the world, in contrast to Anaximenes
(6th c. B.C.) who maintained that air is the origin of all things. Anaximander
believed that the Infinite was the origin of all things; something he called
"apeiron", which translated, means unlimited. He
was perhaps the first to regard the earth as spherical and draw a map of
it. He was also renowned as a mathematician, statesman and astronomer.
He predicted the total eclipse of the sun that occurred on May 25, 585
B.C. As you can see, ontology has a long and honorable history, though
being somewhat obscure today.
When I first
started thirty years ago, I hardly considered myself to be an ontologist;
not even knowing what ontology was nor even knowing the word. I was a young
and fledgling student of physics.
At the time,
I had both a good religious upbringing and an avid interest in natural
science. In looking back, I think that it was this combination that led
to my concern about my relationship to the Cosmos; particularly my being,
purpose and destiny. At this stage in my life though, I came to realize
that both religious doctrine and scientific doctrine had their own share
of deficiencies.
I recall on
one occasion, during my first class of college level physics, the teacher
asking the class of thirty odd students, how many were there because they
wanted to learn the greater knowledge of the cosmos, or otherwise simply
had to take this class. I was somewhat embarrassed and clearly shocked
when only one other student and myself raised our hands; the rest taking
physics because it was an engineering prerequisite. As I now recall, the
class provided an excellent education in thermodynamics.
It was at
this time that I realized that I alone must uncover the secrets of the
Universe, since no one else had done it or was about to do it for me. I
also knew that I was unqualified to go forward in this matter as either
theoretician or theologian. Unbeknownst to me, in this one fortunate stroke
of judgment, I became an ontologist!
The choice
though, was really an easy choice for me. Since I was hardly well qualified
in any area of advanced study, I chose to limit my excursions to the most
simple, the utterly simple: an ordinary garden-variety type rock; not caring
if it was shale, limestone or gold. I didn't want to follow the well-worn
path of inorganic chemistry and the periodic table. I didn't really want
to chase electrons, protons, neutrons, quarks, as well as a myriad other
sub-atomic particles. I wanted to know what substance was: the underlying
sub-phenomenal state of things; what J.R.R. Tolkein has referred to as
the howling primal chaos waiting just beyond the door, outside every world.
As the years
passed, and without exactly realizing it at the time, I was about to embark
upon a quest; a journey of immense time and proportion. I was about to
cross a vast and uncharted ocean; without compass, metes or direction;
and then, at the end, pass through a great tunnel, whose alterations
of darkness and light, would titillate me to its end. What I would
come to know, that which I was searching for, would be Ultimate and Supreme
Being; though at the time, I did not call it that.
In the early
days, my means of conveyance was a slide rule;
upon which I performed endless iterations. I can remember those hot summer
weekends, perspiring, with beads of sweat breaking out on my forehead.
I can remember wasting one whole year, and several other times, pursuing
invalid and worthless directions and odd little spur trails leading nowhere
but to dead ends.
Sometime in
the early seventies, I leased one of the first desk-top computers, an Olivetti
P602 portable electronic calculator; the slide rule
no longer suitable in the simulation of an abstract impulse, which I thought
might be the analogue to gravitation. Even with this new and faster means,
it took literally days for the first results to emerge, and they were wrong!
Such is the
case with this kind of journey; a journey into the microcosm of the unknown.
But for you though, as you read, it will be a bit different. You will not
be taking wrong turns nor traveling along spur trails leading nowhere.
True, though you will not experience the alterations of darkness and light;
the despair and exhilaration as I had felt, if you are like me, like any
other conscious creature who is aware of the relationship of themselves
to their surroundings and to others, especially an emergent creature whose
brethren share uncertainty as to their place in the Universe, then the
anticipation, excitement and rewards of this journey are yours as well.
After setting
sail twenty-eight years ago, six weeks ago (October 1995) I sighted landfall,
the fountainhead of universal being, that thing I now call Supreme Ultimate
Being.
Academically
speaking, I call it non clinical being. To be quite certain, it is not
swirling gases, nor pulsating energy, nor some kind of intelligence. It
makes no laws governing natural behavior, nor does it have a wisp of logic,
nor rationale, nor reason. It is not at all, all powerful, but rather,
inert and quiescent; yet without it, nothing else can exist, which does
not mean to say, that because of it, anything can. To the ancients and
even the moderns, it has remained an enigma. Very soon though, I will introduce
you to it, but first, you must learn, and in a small way, participate in
this quest.
During your
study, give yourself a moment on some dark and clear evening, and gaze
up into the cosmos. Bring someone with you, star maps and a flashlight.
Realize that what you are seeing: a vast panorama of sky filled with a
myriad of stars--but stars that are not at all as close as some might think.
This is but a sample of our Cosmos, our Universe, our Reality... It is
our cosmic neighborhood; the closest star being a
Centauri, about 1.31 PC distant, which just happens to represent the average
distance between stars throughout our Milky Way galaxy. For earthlings,
just getting to this nearest star, using their best and fastest means of
conveyance, would take tens if not hundreds of thousands of centuries!
For us, these
distances are just an illusion, so many stars seem so visible and bright,
and so close, seemingly just beyond the clouds, moon and mountains. But
they are very very much further away than that. It is an illusion caused
by the remarkable efficiency of the propagation of light in the near vacuum
of space.
Utilizing
the most powerful telescopes, astronomers can detect light coming from
sources so far away, that it originated more than ten billion years ago.
So from your vantage point as you gaze into the night sky,
not only are your eyes able to see great distances, they are as well able
to peer into time long past--into antiquity--though it does not seem like
that.
We civilized
men, with our hazy, smog filled skies and light pollution, and our interior
living and our enclosed means of transportation, seldom have this experience.
Perhaps, because of this, we do not share wonderment of it, as did our
ancestors, who on a daily basis experienced the majesty of Nature. Thus
nurture this brief moment upon some hillock on a warm and late evening:
and as you gaze skywards, ask the fundamental questions concerning your
own self. What am I? Why am I? What is my purpose? What is my destiny?
Then, feel
your own hand and understand this, all which you see, you are a part, as
it is real and in common spirit and kindred to yourself; as it has been
for a very long time.
What is this
Being we are a part?
In this endeavor
you have combined the ontology of Being with the cosmology of the Cosmos,
linking them together as though of singular cause, imparting to the seemingly
lesser and more humble ontology the profound implications of cosmology.
This of course is no news to NASA scientists who have known all along,
that the securing of pristine moon rock can provide clues to the history
of our solar system, as well as ourselves.
For myself,
I really had no specific rock in mind, but was seeking rather a simple
place to start; eventually subjecting it to mind experiment; which in German
is notably referred to as a gedanken; meaning just that. In a way,
it is the purest form of inquiry; providing the experimenter avoids biological
logical intrusion. Albert Einstein performed many gedankens, lying prone
as he smoked his pipe, thinking about something, which he did on occasion,
in the company of other scientists, during which time they hardly spoke
to one another. No doubt all of the ancient Greek philosophers, who were
without machine, microscope and virtually any kind of apparatus, performed
all of their studies by gedanken.
So what is
this rock, I would ask. We all know about its chemical constituents, and
about its elementary particles right down to the last quark and parton,
but what are they? Well they seemed to be nothing more than energetic specks
and globules in space; clearly part of some greater order. But then, would
not this great order depend as well upon some sort of underlying machinery
supportive of its function? And what then was this machinery? And what
about forces-at-a-distance? Could empty space between things support such
traction; if indeed empty space itself was something? And this order, does
not the implication of some sort of governing influence suggest that even
greater complexity and command of logical ability is required just to make
the simplest things tick? Intuitively, I felt something wrong with this
direction, but what was it?
Besides things
becoming too complex, there was the overriding feeling that unless everything
came from the same source, be it the big-bang, a god or a cosmic breeding
ground, there could be no explanation for why distinct and individual specks
and globules, would demonstrate sufficiently similar properties. Really,
without some common basis, there could be no explanation for common behavior.
It was that simple.
Besides this,
could the investigator really expect these presumably primal and rudimentary
things to possess the higher capability of thought and logic, such as we
have, or was this an anthropomorphic intrusion? And then of course, there
was the idea of the field and strings in space as being the underlying
fabric of the Cosmos. Nothing yet made sense, other than I seemed to be
taking the right tack. I was clearly seeking ultimate simplicity, at which
point, recognizing my commitment, I realized that in order to avoid traveling
in a circle, I must strike out in some direction and hold it, be it right
or wrong. In other words, as I traveled presumably along the Road to
Truth, I surely would find myself beset by unmarked junctions and side
trails. Now mind you, this is a road few have taken, as far as I could
tell, and certainly one wholly new to me. As any road which travels into
the Wilderness of Nature, even its most unlikely paths and little worn
trails, might lead one to their destination. In any event, what seemed
clear to me at this point was, I must adhere to some principle of choice,
be it right or wrong. It was about this time, very early in the going,
that I chose this as my principle:
Reality
is shrouded in a veil of simplicity.
Simplicity,
strings in space, an underlying governing fabric, globules and specks.
What does this all mean? I can remember, sitting doodling, wholly stuck
regarding the matter, when I came up with this idea. What if the underlying
fabric, the field so-to-speak, consists of a whole system of criss-crossing
strings, and wherever they meet, a unique condition describes a speck or
a globule? Where two strings meet, there might be a speck, and where three
or more meet, would be globules; the more strings meeting at this junction,
the more complex the globule. Though not at all a good idea, it fulfilled
several requirements: a certain level of simplicity, the potential of interaction
and dynamics, a universal underlying field, and of course, globules and
specks as the manifest presence of real, phenomenal particles.
As a possible
model, it had several problems. What kept the strings "glued" together
at these locations? What was the nature of interaction? And, did not the
differential in terms of the number of lines joined together in the determination
of the behavioral nature of these junctions, require counting skills, perception
and the ability to think?
It was a knotty
problem with no solution, other than abandonment.
One positive outcome
was the accidental recognition of locations which might occur if three
surfaces, rather than lines or strings in space, were considered. Given
an imaginary three-dimensional volumetric region of space where within
resided numerous surfaces, each floating at some angle to one another,
there would be many places where three surfaces would coincide. The idea
of course was, that at the exact location where three surfaces intersected,
an anomaly might be formed, representative of some sort of particle or
proto-particle. As the string model before proved meaningless, this system
of surfaces proved the same. It did however lead to the notion that space
is filled with surfaces, myriads of them, whose dynamics and interaction
might provide support as premise to a universal field.
This was only
the beginning of a great journey. Along the way, one thing
led to the next: from the study of Dynamic Geometry and Surface Mechanics,
to the recognition of an infinite and random field of surfaces, field configurations,
geometric stress and the quantification of these stresses in conjunction
with field configurations, to a new cosmology called the Contracting-Universe
hypothesis, and to eventually the correspondence between the hypothetical
model and the real.
Over the years,
I have acquired voluminous notes about this, all out of sequence, so it's
a bit hard to tell where things really started. Once the formalities were
over, I suppose the Water Drop gedanken of
Democritus is where things began to pick up. This is of course the celebrated
mind-experiment that gave impetus to the concept of atomism; eventually
winding its way into the atomic age of today.
In his view,
Democritus deemed that the most extant form of matter possible could be
determined by dividing water, then thought to be fundamental substance,
along with air, earth and fire, into smaller and smaller drops. Eventually
he thought, by doing this, a drop so small would be reached, that no further
subdivision would be possible. This, he called atomoi, which means,
no longer divisible.
In looking
back, I see this to be crucial. To suppose character, purpose, intent,
meaning, variation, structure, parts, size or placement in time of that
which one deems to be supreme in the simple terms of Being, immutably leads
an endless cascade. What I mean is, if you dissect ultimate existence,
which can only be ultimate if it cannot be dissected, there is nothing
more you can say about Being.
In more modern
terms, if scientists feel that they can observe and measure Being, as a
properly recognized procedure of scientific methodology, then they can
only fail to recognize Being as a fundamental aspect of their physical
reality. In short, Being is immeasurable to scientific study, and thus
and unfortunately invisible to science.
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