Concept Search - Converting heat into motion
Concept search, and converting heat into linear motion
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Have you ever wondered why the search for science concepts is so long in coming? I would like to give an example of why so much time is involved in the search for basic concepts.
We live in a world that has been created in such manner that all manner of physical principles work together. This has been accomplished through the Agency of Wisdom and Understanding. Obviously, a Creator. It is because of what we observe in this world that we know to examine what is about us for underlying reason for the existence of individual principles.
Our search is like a person, having heard that the entire alphabet is able to be found in individual grains of sand, goes in search for them. Each letter has to be of a particular height, width, depth, and be of the same color. After spending an entire lifetime searching for such grains of sand, he discovers two. When that person dies another begins looking, and during their lifetime they find three more. Then the searching becomes more difficult. The beaches, deserts, and different continents must all be searched - even the South Pole region.
The further one moves from the obvious, the more difficult becomes the search for the systems end. Having said this, let me present a few concepts that should help a person who wishes to convert heat energy directly into linear motion. The application is up to the reader.
The primary concern is frequency (heat) isolation. Heat energy, itself is linear motion in random order. What is needed is for this random motion of atoms to be lined up to there is a motion of frequency in one particular direction that exceeds that of other directions - like when a balloon is blown up and released.
In order to do this, we shall need an energy source and a "sink" for that heat energy to move toward. We begin by having a long, thick walled cylinder that is closed at both ends. The cylinder must have zero vacuum (as close as possible). Traversing the entire length of the cylinder is a single strand of material. This is to begin with. (The more strands the greater the motion, using a singe atomic number material). I would choose, to begin, an "iron whisker". The frequency begun in the strand must be kept isolated so there is no leakage laterally. (Perhaps the sides of the iron strand would have to be finished like that of a mirror).
On the heat end, the strand would be the sole recipient of the heat energy; much as possible (the area about the strand could be silvered to reduce heat transfer). The sink on the opposite end would be a gradual expansion of the filament (funnel shape) to allow for the frequency to expand, thus forming a "partial frequency vacuum".
Of course, some things are easier said than done, and I would expect this to be one of those things. It would also be possible (though much more complex) to have a single strand of material wound in circular fashion, but that no part touched another. This would increase the distance given for a single frequency to form.
Motion is frequency, that is what the quest is. To find a single frequency maintained in a single material in one direction. Find that and you shall have converted heat energy directly into linear motion, and you shall put the gas companies out of business. (Barrel of "crude" for a dollar).
The opposite of this concept is that of the breaking system in your automobile. Here the motion of a single frequency within your moving automobile is converted into many frequencies. It can be worked out - go for it.
Parameters: the following are the construction and testing concepts I had thought of using at one time. It seemed there were four substances that were most likely to be successful in converting heat frequencies into a single one of motion. The “iron whisker” had unusual tensile properties. Quartz because of piezoelectric property. Silicone because the atomic lattice was the same as diamond. And diamond because, due to its hardness and brittle nature, should be able to tune a frequency to a greater degree of accuracy than any other substance.
If the filament is very fine, it appeared as though, were to be solid all the way through it would work. Should a filament be of a wide construction, it seemed as though it ought to be hollow. A filament needs to be experimented with in such manner that there are slight atomic variations within it at different temperatures. It seemed that by using the tension, torsion and compression values this could be done. Applying tension to an “iron whisker” for instance, will cause the rapidity of heat transfer to change. This is true also of compression. Then by means of torsion this value is able to be refined. Designing a filament with different mass values at different locations along a filament would also change the manner in which a monofrequency is formed.
By observation, when the experiment is being performed, what I would look for by means of a very sensitive infrared sensor, detecting a very small area, is a location that becomes cooler than the rest of the surrounding filament. Then, I would seek to expand the values that made that particular location cooler, much as possible. Final testing of the concept might be done on a pool of mercury, where a self-contained unit could be observed in free motion.
The disc stage. Once the frequency has been learned for a particular material, to convert random heat motion into linear motion, next use that value and transfer it disc to disc, having large surface areas (discs in direct contact with each other would negate the necessity of a large vacuum, but it would still be necessary laterally). It is when this is done that “antigravity” values will able to be realized. Of course, it would not be anti-gravitational in the real sense, any more than a hydrogen filled balloon or aircraft are anti-gravitational. It would still require the expenditure of energy in order for it to operate, though, hopefully, very small.
Then, we are back to the beginning of this writing. Having been told that there is a complete alphabet within the grains of sand upon our planet, some will seek it (though there really isn’t, it’s just part of the illustration). Likewise, we know there is the ability of mass converting heat into linear motion, for we see the reverse operation in the breaking system of our automobile. Some will seek it. The closer a person comes to needing the final grain of the alphabet, the more difficult the quest becomes.
Nation (Story)
Nation (Story)
Nation
The nation whose people are not ruled by righteousness shall soon be misruled by the unrighteous.
The following is a speech given by a typical president who is being questioned by a reporter about a far-reaching change in the National Security System.
"Because the National Security has been run in its antiquated manner for so long, I am in the process of revamping the whole thing. I believe we shall do much better than the previous administration by redesigning the organizational structure of this powerful vanguard of our nation. We shall, 'Do more, more effectively, more than ever before.' We shall have a system of highly qualified people who shall be able to take appropriate action in any emergency; whatever that may be. They shall be people of outstanding ability, each having the very highest qualifications in their own field of endeavor. We shall act together as a highly trained, close knit organization having but one goal uppermost in our minds. Your safety."
"That sounds very well, Mr. President, but what is going to happen in case of national emergency? Who is going to be responsible for the final decision making process? Should our armies have to be put into motion, who shall have authorization to activate them?
"The final judgment naturally falls upon myself. I shall be the one who makes the critical decision at such times."
"Often you are away, perhaps overseas. Who makes final decisions while you are gone?"
"The person I appoint shall superintend, of course. I shall choose a person who thinks in full accord with myself. One with absolute integrity and undisputed qualifications."
"Would you mind sharing with the millions of people viewing our program this very instant who that person might be?"
"There are several I have in mind at this particular moment. I do not wish to appoint just any person, for such a position of responsibility must be given a great deal of consideration."
"I'm sure the people of the United States agree with that assessment, Mr. President. But I see a problem in that you have begun revamping the old system already. If a crisis were to arise in the United States while you are in another country, who shall manage the system, and which system would have control? The new or the old? There are millions of people, sir, watching this very second, wondering about the program offered them by your administration. Is it adequate?"
"The people of the United States have no cause to be concerned about the internal affairs of our nation. Let all viewing this fine broadcast rest assured every measure is continually taken to protect them. My administration shall live up to its motto of, 'Doing more, more effectively, more than ever before'."
"Perhaps it would be wise, Mr. President, to have the person who is next to you politically head up your new organization. After all, you were both elected to office at the same time and are both representative of our nation."
"You must have just scanned my mind. As matter of fact my running mate was, of course, at the top of my list. I intended on making him temporary head of the department until it was well established, and another would be trained for his duties. I know everyone will be pleased with the idea. The need to brief him in my absence is practically nil so the transition shall be smooth. As I said, there is no need for concern when it comes to the defense of our nation for we are, 'Doing more, more effectively, more than ever before'."
"Thank you, Mr. President, for these informative moments concerning the security of our nation. I'm sure there are those who will sleep more comfortably tonight, resting assured someone is on constant lookout for their safety."
If the election had gone the other way ...
"Sir, our National Security System seems antiquated for our present needs. What is being done about it?"
"Security is not due to a single person or group of people. It is impossible to trust national protection to a person or to an organization, though people and organizations are needed to make things operate smoothly."
"Do you have any proposals to increase the security of our nation, Mr. President, or are things going to be left as they are?"
"I'll tell you what must be done. The people of our nation need to return to the principles that made our nation great in the first place. Our greatness came from our forefathers educating their children to fear and trust the God of the Holy Bible. They were taught about God in public school, where they read the Bible and prayed for our cities and nation every morning. That, sir, is what is needed to advance the security of our nation. My main thrust is to reinstall those principles back into the very fabric of our culture."
"Isn't there the necessity of a committee to examine what we have at present and then advance proposals of change?"
"We have enough committees. We are as strong militarily as the best of the nations. Wars are not won because of an abundance of 'smart' people; organizations, and committees do not win real battles. We have enough of these to fill an ocean. Wars are won by individual people fighting and winning small battles all of their own. A nation is not protected by a group of elite people. It is protected by an army made up of millions of men and women, each fighting for the same objective - truth, truth they know and live. When our army is prepared in this manner, God fights for us. But, should we as a nation reject this precept, then all the best of everything we have shall no longer save us."
"What shall our viewers expect then, Mr. President?"
"Everyone is beginning their day by asking God to give themselves and others about them wisdom to do their jobs the right way. Next, we are going to have Bible reading and prayer put back into our schools where it belongs, so our children learn to know and love the God Who created them and who has made our nation so great. These things are being worked on this very moment."
"What is going to happen should a sudden war arise and you are in another country? An entire army must be activated immediately, and then given proper direction in times of crisis."
"From the human stand point, yes. But this administration trusts God to take charge of our armies as He did with Israel when they obeyed Him. Wars shall come. There shall always be those who love evil and seek to promote death and destruction for their own gain. When such people rise against us, they shall find our armies powerful and ready. But our national goal shall be to promote peace and safety for all people, both here and abroad. I know we shall find the good we seek for our nation and its people, because God shall lead us in the future as He has in our past."
"Thank you, Mr. President. I'm sure people around the world shall sleep better tonight knowing Who it is that protects our great nation."
c2 and Relativity (The Problem and Repair of Relativity)
To further understand how E=mc2, m=E/c2, and c2=E/m relate, in more detail than given here, please scroll down to:
"c2=E/m = Gravity ... How ..."
THE PROBLEM AND REPAIR OF RELATIVITY (C) 2004, Duane Ertle
In order to introduce the problem, I am going to quote a few sentences from a book "The Universe and Dr. Einstein," by Lincoln Barnett, published in 1960 by Mentor Books. The quotes are from pages 61 and 63 respectively.
The first concept involves that of mass.
"In its popular sense, mass is just another word for weight. But used by the physicist, it denotes a rather different and more fundamental property of matter: namely, resistance to a change of motion. A greater force is necessary to move or stop a freight car than a velocipede; the freight car resists a change in its motion more stubbornly than the velocipede because it has greater mass. ... But Relativity asserts that the mass of a moving body is by no means constant, but increases with its velocity relative to an observer. In short, energy has mass!"
Next, we need to look at the reason for this belief.
"By further deduction from his principle of Relativity of mass, Einstein arrived at a conclusion of incalculable importance to the world. His train of reasoning ran somewhat as follows: since the mass of a moving body increases as its motion increases, and since motion is a form of energy (kinetic energy), then the increased mass of a moving body comes from its increased energy. ..."
Now I am going to quote a paragraph from "The Bones of Time," copyrighted in 1978 by Duane Ertle, it is from the chapter "Flexible Time."
"The reason a fast moving mass is so difficult to stop, or have a direction change in, is due to its becoming frozen in a linear manner so energy cannot pass through its total volume as happens when it is at rest. When a mass moves at one-hundred thousand miles a second, the energy existent and having potential movement at right angles to its direction of travel could be at most a distance of eighty-six thousand miles a second. When moving at the speed of light minus two feet per second, the potential energy existent at right angles to its forward motion would only be two feet in one second. At the speed of light the mass would convert from being a three-dimensional object and would become a single beam of high energy photons streaking through space, all existing in only one dimension. Obviously there would be zero energy potential at right angles to the direction of travel."
Moving mass does not acquire additional mass as it moves. Atomic matter is composed of waveform. As electromagnetic energy (a wave) has differing energy values so, also, does mass at different speeds have an overall differing waveform. The waveform is derived from the moving mass itself, as energy at right angles to direction of travel decreases in line density with movement, and transfers a proportional amount of that frequency toward the direction of travel. In this sense greater mass is being added to the forward motion of the mass at the expense of the energy/mass at right angles to it.
There is an expression that deals with frequency density and an increase of energy as the lines of frequency increase. The expression in question says that E=hf. The energy of an electromagnetic wave is equal to that of a very small numerical constant times the frequency of the wave. The greater the frequency of the wave, the more energy the electromagnetic wave would have. Radio waves may have very long peak-to-peak distances of thousands of meters, while cosmic radiation is able to have its frequency so compressed that it acts as dimensional mass, and there may be trillions of frequencies, or waves within a single meter. Now consider how the frequency at right angles to direction of movement changes from having great potential in those directions, toward having less, thus giving up mass/energy potential. Energy, in form of greater frequency, converts to an overall change of mass, or as some would say, "... resistance to a change of motion."
The concept of E=hf is an equation that works for three different elements of nature:
1. E=hf, is an equation that describes why electromagnetic energy has greater and lesser energy values. Radio waves have very little energy value, while gamma and cosmic radiation have a great deal. And it all is dependent upon wave frequency and the density of that wave in a particular space.
2. mk=hf, (mass kinetic energy, equals hf) describes why mass shrinks to an observer as it moves. Because mass is composed of electromagnetic energy, it has the same wave values as electromagnetic energy, but in a very condensed manner. Electromagnetic energy remains in three-dimensional space in form of standing waves, yet having the same linear value of 186,000 mps all the while. Like a runner on a racetrack traveling all the while at that great speed. The same distance is traveled, just not in a straight line. As long as the velocity value within mass maintains the value of "c" it does not matter how small the "race track" becomes.
The, mk=hf, value demonstrates that the shrinkage of a moving mass is constant with frequency change. There are no sudden changes in mass/energy values. It also explains why the energy transfer takes place as frequency converts at right angles to that of forward motion. Just as sound waves have greater frequency with greater mass speed (thus the lines of frequency shrink, or become compressed) so, also, mass in the direction of travel shrinks in proportion to a greater or lesser internal frequency or energy values.
3. c=hf, is that for the relationship of a gravitational field and its frequency. It is possible that a "graviton," a single gravitational wave, has the same frequency as all other gravitational waves, no matter where they form; and what we consider as field of gravity has to do with quantity and not quality. Even though it might be either way, at present it appears that a gravitational field is formed of a quantity of waves (a greater multitude of waves all exactly the same no matter where in earth they formed) and not their frequency; although the c=hf concept would be valid in either sense.
Dr. Einstein understood moving mass from the perspective of how it related directly to that of energy - and it worked for him. He arrived at E=mc2! But the same result is able to be found by understanding that mass is composed of waves, and the moving mass undergoes a change from being greater in mass in three dimensions toward that of becoming greater in waveform in one direction and less in the other two dimensions.
In order that the reader may understand the thinking of today concerning the potential ramification of compounding mass, I am going to quote a paragraph found in a book entitled "Asimov's Guide to Science," (c) 1972; published by Basic Books Inc..
"... When Oppenheimer worked out the properties of the neutron star in 1939, he predicted also that it was possible for a star that was massive enough and cool enough, to collapse altogether to nothingness. When such collapse proceeded past the neutron star stage, the gravitational field would become so intense that no matter what, no light could escape from it. Nothing could be seen of it; it would simply be a "black hole" in space."
To which concept I would say; Oppenheimer did not realize that the force of gravity is a field of energy, c2=E/m, initiated by the heat energy within a solar mass. No heat - no energy.
Black holes today are an attempt to explain why so much mass is missing from creation - 90%. The galaxies have been stretched out, and there is not enough mass in empty space to account for distances outward and their being so far apart from each other. But, that condition is not really new news. In the book of Isaiah 45:12 God said 2700 years ago that the heavens had been stretched out. "I have made the earth, and created man upon it, I, even my hands, have stretched out the heavens, and all their host have I commanded." So, then, it is not 'black holes" that mankind needs to find, but God.
The conclusion is this. Because moving mass has increased frequency change in direction of movement until it reaches the speed of light, it then converts into radiation; there is no manner by which a black hole is able to form under any condition. There is no manner whereby the mass in question may be anything other than the original mass converted into what it already, intrinsically, was. This means, if it is impossible for a black hole to form, then it is just as impossible for the "big bang" to have happened. Neither of these events ever did exist nor shall they. They both soon shall disappear with a "little poof" into an obscure page somewhere in antiquity.
An Experiment You Can Help With
There is an interesting trilogy in physics relative to electromagnetic energy and its formation into mass. The first part of the trilogy you are sure to know, the other two parts you probably are not familiar with. The first part is E=mc2. All know this as the conversion of mass into energy. The second part of the trilogy is obvious though not popular. It is m=E/c2. The conversion of energy into mass. For a long while those who have an interest in these concepts have known about the equation for converting energy into mass but they cannot practically do anything about it. The concept is left largely alone by the public other than as an "Oh, hum" sort of a thing and it is then passed over. The third part of the trilogy is less obvious yet, in that the value of "c2" is not recognized for what it represents as a physical concept by itself. It is the "c2" representation that needs to be examined by empirical evidence - meaning an experiment needs to be performed to determine if it is a singular entity to itself as are energy and mass. The entire equation is c2=E/m. This value of velocity is that of a field of time, or that which accelerates one mass toward another through empty space, bonding planets to their orbits about the sun, and us to them. It is also the equation for earth's gravitational constant and is the basis of both mass and energy.
Newton first described the force of gravitation as to how the force acted instead of what it was. The force was described as, "F" (for the force of gravity) = "G" the gravitational constant, times "mass one," times "mass two," divided by the distance times itself. The result of this equation was in giving a numerical value to the attractive force between earth and its moon. That is all Newton wanted at the time. But this equation does not tell a person what the force of gravitation would be if all the mass of the universe were to be a single mass, as some project once happened in the "big bang" theory. As you are aware, according this theory there would have been no second mass to compare with the first, so there could have been no gravitational equation formulated. All that could be known would be F=m (the force of gravitation is equal to the mass), and that's it. The present equation for a gravitational field is not wrong, it's just incomplete. It's like a person describing a house by the postal address. It isn't that a particular house address is incorrect information, but if you want to know what the house looks like physically it takes more than an address in order to learn that. In order for Newton's equation to be able to describe the force of gravitation both by what it does, as well as what it is, the equation would have to read "F" (the force of gravitation) = "G" the gravitational constant, times "mass one, times its heat energy squared", times "mass two, times its heat energy squared", "divided by the distance multiplied times itself". (F = G x (m1 x Q2) x (m2 x Q2) / d2); "Q" here representing the heat energy within the mass. Using this concept, the equation for a single mass only would be (F = m x Q2). I'm sure you get the idea. Mass of itself is not capable of completing the equation for the force of gravitation, for mass is an entity to itself. There has to be something more. As things stand now, with the way the force of gravity has been represented, there must exist a perpetual creation of this force in all mass at all times in order for its presence to be explained. A continuous creation is the only manner the force of gravity can have perpetually existed through the supposed past eons of time and yet exist brand new at present. Those who seek to understand such things make no allowance for any natural energy source to form this force. They, by default, subscribe to the perpetual creation concept, even though they do not consciously state it. Consider, as we have seen in Appendix "B", that it takes the consumption of 0.00444 kg. per second, or 31.8 tons of mass, or its equivalent energy, converted into gravitational frequencies per year to maintain the energy level required for earth's gravitational field to remain standing. Our sun requires the continual breakdown of 10,485,720 tons of matter, or its equivalent energy, per year into gravitational frequencies in order to maintain orbiting planets in their positions. Does it not seem a wise act to be looking for the energy source that propagates this force?
The reason for going through all this is that I wish to show that the force of gravitation is part of a basic equation that is able to stand by itself (c2=E/m). The force of gravitational acceleration is in reality a physical field of what we loosely call time. Mankind does not think of time as being a physical reality, but it obviously must be just that in some fashion or the concept would not exist at all - i.e. the continual linear flow of past, present and future events, these always having the same unchangeable physical value. I wish to present a manner whereby the existence of physical time forming the force of gravitation may be conclusively examined, but it requires the assistance of others to do so.
There are three primary manners whereby we use energy in our physical world (discounting plasma, the fourth state of matter). Whenever any form of energy associates with a mass, then that energy must evidence itself in some manner. This will be either in linear movement of a mass, by angular movement, or as heat energy existing within a mass. There is a singular instance where an obvious energy expenditure does not appear, in what we would think of as being a "normal" manner. It is when there is a great deal of potential heat energy contained within a large mass, as found in our solar systems sun and planets. The heat energy contained within our planet does not obviously evidence itself to our senses in any manner other than by the occasional action of a volcano or thermo-spring. Why not?
The internal heat energy within our planet causes its mass to form into the shape of a sphere, compacting the mass of earth. It is the heat energy within our planet, forcing the mass to become compacted, that causes our gravitational field to form to the intense factor it does. Were there no internal heat energy within our planet then there could be no gravitational field. Were the internal heat energy within our planet to decrease in value, our planet's gravitational field would also decrease in intensity. The value velocity of "c" (c2=E/m) within earth's mass evidences itself apart from the mass containing it. In the past, the value of the time wave (c) has been ignored as having an existence at all when considering electromagnetic energy. Yet this velocity is the basis for the explanation of electromagnetic radiation (speed), and is itself formed of electromagnetic energy. The value of "c" is the common velocity that all clocks measure in some physical manner as being time, and we, ourselves, are composed of this value as is all else having physical existence. It is also this velocity that we relate with as being real time.
Having explained the basis for gravitation, take a look at how it may be proven whether the gravitational field of earth might have as its origin the internal heat energy within or not. The location in which the experiment needs to be performed is in outer space, where it would be free from earth's gravitational influence and surrounding, small gravitational fields are able to be well isolated. This, obviously, is the part others need to perform. The experiment would consist of three pairs of lead spheres, each set of two spheres being distant enough from any other surrounding mass that they could only influence and be influenced by each other.
The first set of spheres would each be heated to near six hundred degrees f. and placed a fixed distance apart in such manner they would be perfectly motionless relative to each other before the experiment began. Once the restraint on them was removed and they were free to move, each sphere would begin moving toward the other and they would meet at a midway point.
In the second set of spheres, one sphere would be heated to the same temperature as those of the first set while the second sphere would be frozen to as near absolute zero Kelvin as possible, then the spheres would be distanced as were the first set. What would be observed once the spheres were released to freely move, is that the heated sphere would remain motionless while the frozen sphere would begin moving toward the heated one until they met. They then would begin sharing the heat energy and both would have a reduced gravitational field.
The third set of spheres would consist to two lead spheres set the same distance apart as the first and second set, but each sphere would be frozen to as near absolute zero Kelvin as possible. That which would be observed once they were released to move freely, is that neither sphere would begin moving toward the other as in the first two sets. If each sphere had a temperature of absolute zero Kelvin, they would never move toward each other.
This simple experiment would demonstrate the force of gravitation to be or not to be a field of time (c2=E/m), whose origin is that of a particular form of energy and not of a continual creation. What do you think? Is it possible? Will it ever be known if it is not examined? It might be something to consider.
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The formation of radioactive elements
The formation of radioactive elements
Formation of Radioactive elements
Copyright 1971 – 2005, D. Ertle
One of the things I’ve wondered about was the reason for the half-life of radioactive elements. I thought I’d present what appears to be the explanation for that unique event among the elements in a general manner. (To understand the relationship of radioactive material to that of an atom, see “The Relationship of the Electron to the Proton” in this blog.
The place to begin is with Appendix D (The Bones of Time). It is noted that an atom is composed of layers of shells formed of nodes through which electrons pass as they maintain position about the core point of an atom, as well as maintain their frequency by means of velocity and polar position. Not all locations about an atom are node points, for the shells are not solid nodes. There are areas through which electrons pass that are but lines of force extending outward from the core point location upward. The frequency of the electron does not match these, so its passage through them is uneventful.
There are wave patterns that form about an atom of which an incoming electron may become a part of, supporting and amplifying that pattern. There are only so many openings in each sub shell for a limited number of electrons to fill, so when a wave pattern is complete the pattern itself rejects all other newcomers. Similar to allowing only a certain number of players on a football field, or on a basketball court. The pattern begun in the lower shells cannot extend perpetually outward from the core point of the atom, so it must begin to change as the shells of an atom extend outward. To amplify this thought conceptually, consider a knitted pattern that must extend outward but having only the same number of stitches as the innermost section. A design plan must be formed. In the atom the design plan is the insertion of nodes in places which do not directly match a lower pattern. A new, unstable standing wave pattern (node) is able to attach and fill a wave opening, which wave pattern is tenuous due to its harmonic frequency not being directly reinforced by the entire wave pattern. This means that when the pattern is disrupted the entire non-reinforced node is released, along with whatever energy is associated with it.
“But,” you say, “Why do particular atoms have differing half-lives?” The answer to that lies in the mystery of mathematics. The concept is that of probability. The concept of probability is not as random in finding solutions as a person may think. In fact, the more facts that are gained about any particular event, the less probability there is of deviation that is not accounted for. In that there are so many unstable atoms, and they are all exactly alike and are losing node points through the passage of time, the probability of individual atoms losing a node point or electron wave nodes is predictable. What is not predictable is which atom will have a frequency disruption. The releasing of a node or electron wave does not have to do with temperature. It apparently has to do with the overall wave of the mass, and the probability that the overall wave pattern will meet and match, and force a tenuous node away by the increased support of the entire wave mass frequency acting against it. This also means that an element that loses an electron frequency into what we call “radioactivity” may have a like frequency reassociate with it, thus becoming radioactive again, whether over a long period of time or instantly.
So, we conjure up an atom with the differing standing waves in the different sub-shells and pretty soon we see there is an opportunity exposing itself in an area in which the wave pattern does not regularly support. A node point soon forms in that location as a standing wave not moving with the entire sub shell wave pattern but attached to it. The wave pattern of that shell may last for centuries to thousand of centuries, but at some point the shell wave pattern exerts its force where that standing wave is located and that standing wave, or node, has to seek a spot somewhere else. The atom then loses that much mass and the shell wave pattern remains covering that new area. Conversely, when a new wave is forced upon a sub shell wave pattern, forcing the sub shell pattern to hold to a new position, the forthcoming energy shall have found a new home, however tenuous the half-life may be. In some atoms the node being ejected shall have been formed where the reinforced pattern must exist perpetually, and that new, forthcoming energy is immediately forced away. The half-life of that radioactive mass is almost zero. In other atoms the new wave is formed in a location where the reinforced standing wave seldom moves to but does so occasionally. The half-life of that radioactive mass may only be a few days. So on and on go the possibilities of node attachment to the reinforced wave motion of shells forming an atom, with each particular atom only granting particular locations where node attachment may occur.
And that’s how it appears that God has engineered atomic energy so it can be of benefit to mankind. It is, of course, not an accident that atomic energy is formed as it is. God could make all atoms to be as inert as neon or one of the other noble gasses. But it has been made for our advantage. We have been given the understanding of how to use atomic energy for the benefit of all, that we may subdue Nature, which only possesses the nature of destruction.
TIME
TIME
Is there anything in our universe that is not composed of physical time? No matter how mass and energy are examined, all that relates to them, and what they are composed of, has as its composition physical time. In the three equations that describe our universe (E=mc2, m=E/c2, and c2=E/m) the value of “c” is a necessary component, and is the most basic of the three, in that it is always a particular, absolute value. The value of “c” is the value of physical time.
For those who consider such things; do the above equations fit? If so, what would you say that the value of “c2” represents in our physical world? It must represent some particular physical value in order for it to have any meaning to the other two parts.
The electron, and its multiples, being the common unit of physical matter, becomes the basis of physical creation. The electron is composed of electromagnetic energy when it completes an arc of greater than 360 degrees and overlaps its own frequency, thus becoming bonded into three-dimensional mass. The value of “c” does not diminish when forming a circular standing wave having a diameter of a chronon. The magnetic lines extending outward at just one pole, give such “mass” a necessary third dimension, so that one mass has the capability of uniting with another, and yet, because it is a mono-pole, it does not lock into a non-flexible state, so that electrons pile up with no manner of forming neutrons and protons.
Three dimensions are able to exist in an electron “mass” formed of electromagnetic energy – thus this entity becomes the basis of our three-dimensional world. Were our world to be reduced to its lowest possible form, that form of existence would become that of linear “c”. Everything that was once matter would become electromagnetic energy, or gravitational energy, and become only one-dimensional. This is the reason time works for everything in our universe when comparing one value, or object, with that of another. Everything has for its basis of existence physical time; and mass, as “c”, all travel the exact same distance in one second, or in one year.
It is obvious this condition did not happen by itself. The waves of energy are too tenuous to accurately form a circle and connect to their own frequency. They move too fast to form an arc so small, and there are too many of them all in the same location, needed to form our universe. It cannot happen by chance. It seems the logical conclusion is that physical “time”, what everything is formed of, was done by an act of creation. No Creator, no creation.
Now, take a minute and scroll down to "The (new) American Way". What if it is true?
New Atomic Theory
New Atomic Theory
Copyrighted 1971 - 2005 D.Ertle
When people consider the physical world about themselves it is normal to visualize matter as existing no deeper than a layer of paint or a coating of chrome. Our world, for the most part, is a “what you see is what you get” kind of a thing. But the “micro-world” does not have an existence according to appearance at all, such as there is no entity as actual color, it is frequency change our eyes determine when we wistfully look at a shiny new car. Then at the other end of creation, the “macro-world,” there exists the seemingly endless expanse of huge stars traveling through space at near the speed of light, but to us they appear stationary. The actual stars are not where they seem to be at all, and neither is our own sun. But of all physical concepts, small or large, I think the one most interesting is the realization that there exists no such thing as solid matter. I suppose this is because matter is so personal, in that we are all composed of it.
In this appendix I would like to consider the proton to electron arrangement of an atom and how they relate, also why the atom is not to be considered as being formed of solid matter. For those who have looked into the atomic theory they know all atomic particles have a wave value associated with them. Furthermore, matter completely unraveled comes apart as high frequency electromagnetic radiation. We consider matter as being solid because we use it to make a real house, car, clothes etc., and not least of importance, we ourselves are made up of these same tiny fields of force. The information mankind has gathered through the centuries has become a strong argument for most people that solid matter resides within little bits of matter called atoms. But let’s take a look at why our present atomic theory, formed through the ages, may be incorrect.
Strange as it may seem, all matter has an internal velocity within it in form of standing electromagnetic waves. This wave of velocity forces all matter to have an identical time value when at rest and change proportionate to time and distance when physically moved. Once again, we see that our physical world does not actually exist as it appears, for what person looking at an apparent stable mass would think that it was moving internally at the speed of light and was itself formed of electromagnetic energy? Matter, as also all forms of energy, has an inherent time existence, forcing all “mass” within our universe to exist in present time apart from either the past or future. Was matter not to have a physical time duration and limitation inherent within as a basis of its existence basic equations concerning mass and energy would have no meaning, for physical real time might be any number of arbitrary time values.
The foundational reason for physical existence to us as we consider an individual atom is the proton’s existence and arrangement, along with the presence of its sometime sleuthy partner the neutron. The reason for our particular interest in the proton is the ever present shadowing electron moving about within it, for it is the action of the electron that forms our chemical world and is the basis for the entire field of chemistry. The proton is formed of electron multiples, or multiples of their masses. There are 1836 electrons, or their equivalent individual masses, forming each proton. When a proton is formed, a field of line force extends outward from its center point for a distance of one angstrom. One angstrom is equal to 10 x -10 meter in length. At the one angstrom distance about the core point of a proton the frequency of an electron and the extended lines of the proton are identical, so not only is there no resistance to the electron’s movement, but there is a great affinity between the two at these node points through which the electron passes as it moves about within the “mass” of the atom. Were the electron to move closer to the core point of the proton, where the standing node density did not match that of the electrons, the electron would be repelled forcefully away by both its own frequency as well as that of the protons. Were the electron to move further away from the core point position it held in the one-angstrom sub shell, then the frequencies once again would not match and the electron would be forced back to its former position.
There are four possible separate sub shells an electron may go to once the K, L, M, and N shells are all in existence in the heavier elements. The four sub shells, s, p, d, and f together form each separate shell, just as it takes nuts and bolts to make an automobile (there are seven possible shells about large atoms, lettered K through Q). The reason for the sub shells existence is that the electron has four different spin states, and each electron spin state exists within a different node zone of the protons standing wave. All electrons are not exactly the same even though they are all electrons of the same mass. To visualize the four different states of spin an electron may have, picture a single drop of water falling through the air. If that shape were amplified in size until it were six inches in length and held in a position so the tail of it pointed upward, it could represent a single electron. By marking its present upright position with a dot, then moving the tail point two times, one-eighth of an inch at a time to the left, and marking each position with a dot, the first three spin states of the electron would be proportionately known. By moving the point to the upright position again, then moving it one-quarter inch to the right and marking that position, the last of the four electron spin states would be represented.
When a person considers matter as compared to that of waves of energy there seems to be little relationship between the two, but there is. Here, again, we find that E=mc2 firms up the argument toward lines of force extending outward from the core point of an atom are exactly the same as if they were mass extending outward. We just don't think of mass and energy as being the same entity, but they are. For every multiple proton, plus neutron, added to the nucleus of an atom, beyond hydrogen, one 1836 part node(s) is extended to accommodate one more electron in an outer sub shell.
It can be seen from this position why there are weaker and stronger forces existing within an atom. The completed electron shells of an atom have a natural resistance to other atoms also having a completed shell. The further one atom is forced into the electron shell configuration of another, the greater the resistance between the two becomes. It is for this reason that electrons and protons are accelerated to the speed they are in linear accelerators. This great acceleration must take place in order that one atom becomes part of another or for an atom to become segmented. Electrons existing in their sub shells as they do also helps to explain why chemical bonding takes place as it does. It is because the outer sub shell electrons have the frequency room necessary for like matching electrons, with their matching nodes, that they are held together. For a node will accept a matching node whether joining from inside or outside the shell. In essence, not only do the electrons join in an outer shell, but the nucleus of the atom joins the bonding process at the node point as well. Because inner shells are filled first, and offer resistance to any other electron intrusion, one atom can only move a certain distance into another. If this were not true, an outer shell of one atom might bond with an inner shell of another, bringing the center points so close they merge and unravel into electromagnetic energy.
The greatest bonding in an atom to atom arrangement is when one atom is forced into the inner shell space of another once mutual resistance of the separate electron shells has been overcome. This would occur when two atoms collide at a high rate of speed and merge into one space. All the sub shell electrons are then forced to share their room with other frequencies vying to use the same space within the newly formed atom. This is especially true of the “s” or lowest (innermost) sub shell, which sub shell is existent in all seven shells. It is obvious that some electrons must leave the inner sub shells of a newly designed atom, which they do in form of electromagnetic energy, the form of energy composing them. But, notice that when two atoms are forced into the same area of frequency, and two core points of two separate atoms are joined to form one new core point of an atom, that the “mass” of one atom is not added to the “mass” of another in form of protons and neutrons. We conceive of mass as being existent only in a particular spatial area, but mass extending outward from an atom core point as lines of energy is the same as if it were compacted in the nucleus of a conventional atom. An analogy to this may be found in the concept of a solid mass converting directly into a gas. Dry ice is a solid mass at -100 f. but it directly converts into a gas above that temperature, and being a gas is no longer visible to an observer as having any particular existence at all. Yet it exists with the same reality as when a solid mass. In a newly formed atom its unseeable “mass” of merged node frequencies forms a new atomic entity which allows only a specific number of electrons to attach them to it, thus forming a new element. Atoms being converted from one element to another do not gain or lose a greater central mass, they gain and lose shells, or parts of shells composed of layered nodes about which electrons move from node to node at right angles to the core point. Electrons moving within a sub shell occupy a certain amount of space in a specific amount of time during their existence - their speed from node to node being equal to the frequency of the nodes within that sub shell. An electron cannot change shell to shell or sub shell to sub shell apart from increasing or decreasing its speed to match the sub shell frequency it becomes part of. This frequency shift apparently being controlled by the neutron in heavier atoms. When their frequency level is less than what is necessary to complete a resistance level in a shell, other electrons may enter that sub shell until the electron frequency is complete. There are no divisible parts within an atom where one may say, “Here is a proton, here a neutron,” for they do not exist in a central nucleus, and they do not exist apart by themselves within an atom.
When one atom is smashed into by another, or when a neutron is forced into the inner space of an atom at great speed, the frequency of the atom changes for an instant at that location and during that time the electron sub shells no longer have an exact matching frequency in the nodes, and so may be forced away as a separate unit of mass-energy. It appears that when this happens the electron shells that are forced apart from the center point of the parent atom collapse upon themselves, instantly forming a new atom. This would be expected when the protons, in form of energy, along with the electron shells, are already united in the same space. It is interesting that there exists between the electron shells discrete gaps for this purpose. These gaps are filled with lines of force equal to that of the needed proton mass to hold the above number of electrons in their shell.
When a new atom is formed from two separate ones, such as when two hydrogen atoms form a helium atom, or when a large uranium atom separates into separate atoms of barium and krypton, plus scattered radiation, the new elements must form completely new electron shells. The manner in which this is done is by frequency matching. When a frequency of energy, as electromagnetic energy, or subatomic particles, approach the inner space of a nucleus and there is an open space in a sub shell node, the forthcoming energy has its frequency matched by the sub shell below to that of the space above, and once matched it is forced upward into the proper electron sub shell.
There have been those who wondered if God had a choice in the manner of how our world was put together or not. The reason for this question may not be as antagonistic toward God as one might expect. Rather, because mankind is able to see a progression of order within the physical world, which order excludes everything but a correct response, he wonders about this. Sort of why mathematics work when trying to solve physical problems. Everything fits exactly in place and there can only be one way for things to work. It is not that God did not have a choice when He instantly formed our physical universe as He did, rather it is an evidence of His own unlimited power and knowledge of all things and how they work together. He knew the end result of creating our physical world of electromagnetic energy the way He did, and it seems just like His Wisdom to make complexity from a single entity. Our world is an honor to God but it is only a passing world that has no real duration of by itself. The only “real” existent world is the spiritual one where time fits into the reality of eternity and does not change.
The (new) American Way ...
The (new) American Way ...
Since I first posted this information few weeks ago, I found at the library in Benton Harbor, Michigan, that was using a filtered system for young people, that my blog was "ACCESS DENIED - HATE SPEECH". I understand why it is considered such. It is much like "John Brown" telling those of the South that slavery is wrong. I do not like being in the position that I am in, relating to the animosity for the work I have done and what is being posted, but I do not apologize for it. The concept of evolution is a form of religion to those who espouse it. It gives them an explanation for their beginning. It is NOT science. There is no empirical manner to redo what has been done in the past. It is all speculation. Evolutionists take present-day bones that cannot be denied as to their existence, and fabricate a past existence for them that is no more than their own wish taking form. Because this form of religion is being taught as fact, I speak of it as being a lie. Were it taught as a theory, which it is, then it would be spoken of as being such.
The following is true. There is an experiment found in the previous writings I have posted on this site, "The Problem and Repair of Relativity" and "How to Form and Collapse a Gravitational Field" that gives empirical evidence as to the formation and collapse of a gravitational field. These postings will further describe what this writing is about. Take a minute to read it. Thanks.
American Center for Law and Justice
P.O. Box 90555
Washington, D.C. 20090-0555
Mr. Robert Ash,
A person may wonder why there cannot exist a state of peace between those who believe the Bible to be truthful, and those who believe that evolution is how mankind came into existence. The reason there is no common ground between the two is that there is need of deceptive lying by someone. One group of people is knowingly promoting that which is, obviously, not right – but which one is it?
It is those that believe it necessary for them to lie in order to support their claims. The real “truth” concerning evolution is that it is a THEORY. That is the absolute truth. Those who espouse this idea do not speak of it in the sense of it being a theory at all. Because they have a vested interest in this devised concept with its preemption of God, and hoping there is no actual judgement before God for what they do, they believe if they run with the herd they are safe. It is not a particular person or group of people, but it is the Christian religion in general that those who espouse the concept of evolution oppose. Evolution, the ‘big bang,’ and abortion are all pretty much tied together in the attempt to get rid of a Biblical God. Though this statement is not a surprise to anyone, the person who reads this is likely not to realize the animosity and desperate need these people have to always prove themselves a judge of life-values.
It is because of their necessity to lie, and their promoting deception at any cost, that I am stating the following and then come to a conclusion regarding them. I have done a great deal of work in understanding how and why time functions in our world as it does. I would like to list some of what I have discovered:
1. Earth’s gravitational field is propagated the speed of light. It is a product of electromagnetic energy. The equation for this force is c2=E/m. This is part of the physics trilogy. I have conducted gravitational experiments where the gravitational field has been increased and decreased according to the value of c2=e/m.
2. I determined that it is the spin of our planet that forms earth's magnetic field. Were our moon to have been created having any spin to its mass, the magnetic field formed would cause it to become slowly attracted to one of earth’s poles where it would begin approaching it till earth and our moon met.
3. The electron is composed of electromagnetic energy that has overlapped its own frequency, thus bonding frequency to frequency, and all the while maintaining the velocity of ‘c’ within. This form of mass then forms neutrons and protons, which in turn has formed our physical universe and has given all matter a common time value, which all clocks measure in an abstract manner.
4. I worked out the time structure of our solar system, as the relative time values of "core point physical time" and "surface location physical time" were compared. Then I explained what the differences between the two meant in ‘real time’ values.
5. I showed where Newton made a mistake in believing that all mass of the universe automatically attracts other masses. The force of gravity is a product of a particular kind of energy. Were this not true, then this force would have to be created in all mass at all time. planet earth uses 0.00444 kg. per sec. of gravitational frequency. Our sun expends 665 lbs. per sec. in order to perform the work that it does in keeping the planets in place.
6. Then, Einstein made a mistake in stating mass increases its own mass as it is accelerated. An accelerated mass does not gain mass, it converts the overall mass frequency so there is a decrease of energy at right angles to its motion, and a proportional increase of energy in the direction of travel. As the reader will note in "The Problem and Repair of Relativity," (this blog site) there is a major problem with our current concept of earth and sun, and their interior workings. At the 0.716 mile location inward within the core of our planet, were a mass to be released at this location, it would exceed the speed of light in one second (a mass cannot do this and yet remain a mass). This same critical distance in our sun is 400 miles inward from its core point. At that location a mass would exceed the speed of light in one second were it released there. The problem we have at home with this form of mass acceleration needs to addressed first, before mankind wanders through the universe seeking to understand why solar forces act as they do.
“Interesting,” you say, “but where is the proof, and so what if you have learned what you say you have?”
The evidence of what I have written is in the gravitational experiments I have performed. If it is possible to form and collapse a gravitational field, then the source of this force is known, and the other concepts would become obvious.
This effort was begun because of the way the theory of evolution was being lied about thirty years ago. These people have a (religious?) agenda that they pursue at all cost, and they need to be brought to account. Their object is to destroy the message and messenger. Twice in the 90's I went to Washington, D.C. and gave to Senators and Representatives information on what I had done and complained of "Agency" interference. Then, at the same time, I did the same in Lansing, Michigan. I knew at the time, what I had done would likely not be believed - and, evidently, it wasn't; I did it anyway. Just recently, April 20, 2006, I ordered a part for an ultra light engine. I returned home for the part to be sure it matched up with the picture in the book (it was an old part). When I returned to the store shortly, the owner tried to persuade me it was all wrong, even though the picture matched up. This sounds sort of "shammy", but if there is someone who would like to represent a person against the U.S. Government and how they seek to control citizens because what they promote is "politically incorrect" please contact me. It seems as though it may take a government not friendly to us in order to do this, otherwise the foxes are out counting the chickens! Partially, also, what has been done toward the work I have finished is to destroy my “web” work; that is why I have written what I have. I would like the organization exposed after an examination and determination of what I have stated. If it is true ...
Respectfully,
Duane Ertle
South Haven, Michigan
Words (Story)
Words (Story)
Words
Truthful words, showing another where their own hurt is.
Deceptive words, soaked in rags of flammable poison.
Kind words, building a protective moat about another.
Cruel words, aggrandizing pride of destruction.
Informative words, digging irrigation ditches in the field of understanding.
Lying words, grabbing at another's dream.
Helping words, opening a stuck door so another may enter first.
Hindering words, untying a runners shoe during a race.
Healing words, recovering from another's hurt.
Wounding words, performing unnecessary surgery without anesthesia.
Loving words, carefully building beauty in the mirror image of another.
Angry words, storing acid in another's heart.
Humble words, teaching truth and goodness by acts.
Proud words, proclaiming popular ignorance of self.
Wholesome words, baking bread for future families.
wicked words, dressed in the attire of a Jester while destroying another.
A woman asked the Lord what she could do to comfort a mother whose child had just been killed in an accident. It seemed as though there was nothing that could be done, but if there were, she was willing to do it.
"And Lord," she said as she continued in prayer for the other, "what can I say to a mother who has lost her child? What words can be spoken so her joy ceases to crumble apart as does sand passing through an hour glass. What are words to one whose joy in this life has been crushed and turned to powder, where minute by minute it falls upon the growing heap of despair? Lord, what are words?"
Then she waited. She waited for the still, small voice of God. Though often seemingly slow, He was never late.
"Go," came the reply. "Go visit this one dear to us both."
"But, Lord," she began, "I don't know what to say!"
"Go," was the only reply.
So she, by faith, left to do as the Lord had commanded. To the house of sorrow she went, where a section of the roof, unseen by mortal eye, had fallen in, and heavy, unhampered rains were pouring in through it. The gale beat about the windows, pounding the once carefully tended shutters back and forth, smashing them against the side of the house. But no one cared and they were left to be destroyed. Streaks of lightning accompanied by immediate claps of rolling thunder roared overhead as the front door with great difficulty was being forced slowly open by her friend, allowing her admittance.
The raging storm was just as intense within as without. Clothing, pictures and loose papers were being whirled about from room to room in chaotic manner, while furniture and dishes smashed against the walls - pieces scattering over the floor. The din was very hard to stand against, but the Lord had said for her to "Go," and here she was.
There was really nothing that could be said during such a tempest. Words could not be very well heard because the howling gale kept the two separated by all but presence. So there the two waited and watched as the world about them was torn apart.
Later, when the visiting person had to leave, the storm besetting the house yet remained. Had she made a mistake? Had the Lord really said for her to "Go?" What good had been accomplished by her visiting her friend? Her steps increased in speed as she directed her way toward home. She thought about the terrible plight of the sorrowing mother, and hoped the answer might be more clearly understood than had the command.
That night, after the things of the day had quieted down, God spoke with her again. As often happened, it was not the time expected. Still, she listened closely to the quiet voice.
"You did as I bid and you did well. You stood in the way representing me. Though you see not, your presence meant a lot. For as I speak to mankind by creation, so the language of your staying as you did speaks of your care and compassion. The message was heard."
"But, Lord, nothing happened. The storm was still there, blowing as fiercely when I left as when I arrived. Is there something you can do to help?
"By my Word I stilled the winds and waves of Galilee. I raise the dead. I am the Lord. The grieving you have for your friend also grieves me. I, too, shall go." And that was all. The voice and presence of God passed on. But in passing, the Lord had left peace.
The next day, with much trepidation as to what would be found, she returned to visit the storm buffeted house once again. But now, even a block away, she could see a radiant glow covering that part of the sky where low lying storm clouds had been the day before. Drawing closer she saw a large, shimmering rainbow of promise arched silently above, displaying the protective presence of God there.
It was evident that Lord had once again stilled the waves and wind of the Sea of Galilee. The large repaired rend in the roof looked normal again, other than the new roofing was gilded with silver and edged with gold. Even the shutters, and side of the house where they had been banging against, were repaired in like perfect manner - having the silver and gold trademark of the passing of the Lord. The house of sorrow was now a house transformed into one of beauty and light.
On either side of the front door climbing roses were in full bloom, their full springtime fragrance evoking thoughts of peace and rest. On the door itself this message had been artfully engraved, "Blessed are all who enter here. The blessing of the Lord be upon you."
Just as surprising as was the outside appearance, was the manner in which the door opened by itself at one's approach, bidding them welcome. Heavenly, clear notes of joy mixing with beams of light coming from within flooded over the yard, lighting up the street beyond, the luminous grace vying for excellence with the protective rainbow abiding above.
Inside everything was in order as should be. It was evident the train of the Lord had passed through the house, each seeking some good to perform. Was it not possible that the fading, glowing fingerprints on the papers and books, so neatly placed where they belonged, were those of the Lord? And the furniture that was repaired so perfectly, could it not have been done by the Carpenter from Galilee? How much it was like Him to take care of all things.
It was such a sweet place to be, she would have loved to stay longer, but another visitor was already enjoying the presence of this home blessed by God. The dear one, whose heart yesterday had been broken apart with sorrow for all time, was now happy, rejoicing and encouraging another mother who had experienced the same sorrow, and who could not get free of her storm.
The clouds hanging about the head of the visitor, obscuring her vision, were evaporating away. It was strange how her face was beginning to show a life warming glow and becoming youthful in appearance as she listened to earnest spoken words. In spite of herself, a new risen smile of happiness touched the corner of her lips while hope revealed its presence in her eyes, and her soul was once again awakening to the dawning presence of faith rising within. How could it be that there were no words which could be spoken amidst the storm yesterday but today the same one was able to not only speak to another burdened with the same problem, but even seemed to have the ability to still the waves of sorrow and hush the winds of adversity. What kind of magic was it?"
Leaving the two alone, reluctantly, she departed and began walking toward her own house, wondering at what she had seen. "So you see," began the still, small voice of God while she was musing about the mystery, "I have a reason for the storm. Because our loved one has been through the wind and waves of Galilee, she shall speak often of Me and I shall comfort many others. Because her affection is set on things above, she shall have eternal riches. I am the Way. The lame and the blind are Mine. The rich and the poor belong to Me. I am the Lord." Then the voice was gone. The Lord in speaking had gilded understanding with silver and edged it with the gold of wisdom. Such was the trademark of the passing presence of the Lord.
LUST (story)
LUST (story)
Lust
Lust is as a vengeful slave beating an abolitionist with a whip.
"Fifty cents apiece," said the suave salesman with a very friendly smile as he indicated by gesture of his hand the racks of multi-colored slacks beside him. This was the first time Krod had ever been in this particular store and he could not believe the prices of the goods offered for sale. The store, a converted airplane hangar alongside an old, abandoned airport, had a small, white, freshly painted sign hanging out in front with the word "Goods" printed in broad, black letters. It was not a store Krod would have entered due to its sign, or impressive store front, he had really only stopped in hopes of finding some water for his overheated car engine, and the owner had invited him in to look around.
"I'd like three pair," said Krod, not really sure what to expect. He thought the owner at this point might smile and say that it was all a joke. Nobody sold goods at these low prices.
"And what colors would you like?" asked the owner, whose name Krod had learned was Slatan.
"Dark green. That certainly is a deep, rich color."
"Excellent choice. This is the most royal-rich green I've seen in a long while. It's almost velvet-like, isn't it?" responded Slatan.
"Yes, but all the trousers you have for sale seem to be made of this same kind of material," replied Krod, as he looked over other merchandise, but for which he had no particular interest.
"Now, how about a new car for you?" remarked Slatan after he had taken the money for the slacks. He came from behind the glass counter and headed toward the back of his store, seeming to sense that Krod would follow along.
"I can't afford a new car now," said Krod, as he held back a short distance. He didn't know if he liked the attitude of this self-confident salesman or not. Slatan didn't respond to Krod's hesitancy, but continued walking toward the rear of the store where he slid a large door aside for himself and Krod to pass through. Before them was the interior of a large warehouse which once housed airplanes. Mercury vapor lights, illuminating the windowless expanse cast a bright, metallic sheen over the room and its contents.
"We have the blue Corvair, perfectly good, for ten dollars," began Slatan, as he touched the hood of the first car of about forty in line, all of which looked brand new.
Krod almost lost his breath when he heard the price. He had actually bought the slacks he tightly clutched under his arm for a dollar fifty, so he had no reason to believe Slatan would not sell him the car for the price he had been quoted. Krod was in the process of saying, "Sold!" when, Slatan said there were still better buys further down the line.
"We have a selection of cars at the end here which will probably be more suited to yourself. There is a Cadillac at the end here which may be just the thing for a person of your taste," Slatan finished, as he continued walking along, Krod now trotting close behind.
There it was. The last car of the line. The most beautiful four door, pearl white car he had ever seen. Krod walked around the gleaming car as Slatan stood to the side, smiling. There was not a flaw to be seen anywhere on the inside or the outside. It was perfect.
"How much do you want for it?" asked Krod in a quavering voice as he stood looking at it, trying to appear but moderately interested. He desperately wanted the car but was sure he could not afford such luxury.
"Seventeen dollars and fifty cents," responded Slatan evenly as though he were saying seventeen thousand dollars. "If this one isn't the one you want, we might consider one of the others..."
"I'll take it! shouted Krod. "This is the one I want!" He grabbed his wallet, snatched a twenty dollar bill out and shoved it toward Slatan. He was going to seal the bargain immediately. Once Slatan took the money Krod was offering him the car would belong to him. His heart was pounding within as Slatan paused a moment, looking at the bill a second before reaching out to accept it.
"An excellent choice," he responded in a condescending manner while taking the offered money, smiling as he did so. "I'll return in a few minutes with the title to your new car and you can be on your way, unless you wish to remain and shop awhile longer. I've just begun an extensive advertisement blitz which should be on radio and television in about fifteen minutes. I expect to have quite a few sales at that time, so then I'll be
very busy. If you see anything else, now would be the time to buy it. Just look around and I'll be right back."
Krod did look briefly around the large, expansive airplane hangar. From where he stood in the interior he could see some busses and motorcycles along the far wall, then came rows of home appliances and furniture groupings. There was a lot of everything in the vast interior of the building, but all he could think of was his new pearl white Cadillac.
Krod pulled outward on the door handle to his new car and watched it noiselessly swing open. Sliding behind the wheel, and then dropping his three pairs of slacks on the seat beside him, he saw the key was in the ignition. Krod turned the key and the engine snapped to life, purring its power through the length of the car. "Mine," he thought to himself, "It's all mine. What a beautiful automobile!" He pulled the shift lever into dive. The luxurious car moved silently, effortlessly down the wide aisle designed for the cars to be driven outdoors on. It was difficult to wait till he could leave so he might run his new car on the open road.
"Here we are," said Slatan, as he flagged Krod down and handed him the necessary papers showing ownership to his new car.
"Thanks. Thanks a lot!" responded Krod, accepting the papers along with the change from the twenty dollar bill. As he looked at the signed title, the realization swept over him that it really belonged to him.
"As you drive straight ahead you'll see an overhead door marked with an 'H'. Go through that one. Of all the doors, that is the only one that opens by itself. On your way out you might wish to stop and look at our airplanes. We have a really good price on them all. Thank you for your business ... drive carefully." Slatan lifted his hand in farewell as Krod drove toward the overhead door marked with an "H", which opened by itself as he approached.
Krod's intention was to head directly downtown and drive about the streets awhile and then go for a long drive on the open road. But his attention was drawn to his right as he drove out the door. There was an Executive Blue Star Jet parked not more than fifty yards from where he was. His new, sleek, beautiful pearl white automobile seemed to stop by itself just about half way there. Krod jumped out, looking at the beautiful plane from a distance, and then hurried over to the waiting jet. Krod almost fainted as he kept his eyes on the glistening finish and sleek lines of the aircraft. His heart was transmitting strange pounding sensations to his mind as he considered the possibility - even the remotest possibility that he might be in position to buy such an aircraft. He would work the rest of his life for such a beautiful jet plane.
He ran is fingertips over the tread of the tires. They were new. The paint looked fresh and the skin of the ship was perfect. He stood there wondering if he could sell his new car in order to make a down payment when the familiar, friendly voice of Slatan came from behind him.
"This is really an excellent aircraft," began Slatan in his usual suave manner, "but we do have less expensive ones inside another hangar. If you could afford it though, this would be the best buy of all. This is our featured best buy on the sales blitz I was speaking of."
"Yes, yes," began Krod not knowing exactly what to say. He was afraid to make mention of the price because he didn't have the million plus dollars it would take to buy it. He was afraid not to speak because he might pass by a lifetime dream. "Yes," he continued in a small voice, "but how much is it?"
"Because it is in near perfect condition, having full instrumentation, ultra-plush interior, pressurized, and has every option possible, the cost has been set at a very firm seventy-five dollars," Slatan stated in a matter-of-fact selling voice which indicated he would not be swayed from the figure he had spoken.
"I'll take it!" shouted Krod, not realizing how loudly he was speaking. "I'll take it!"
"I was hoping you would," replied Slatan, "so I brought the papers with me. Just sign here and I'll give you your receipt - once you pay me, that is," finished Slatan in his almost apologetic voice, having been forced to remind Krod of that slight detail.
"Here! Here, keep the change!" said Krod, as he pulled out his wallet and handed Slatan most of the bills within without looking at their denomination.
"Thank you. But this is much more than the asking price," said Slatan, with a trace of a smile.
"I don't want it! Keep it all! Just get out of the way and let me up the ladder!" said Krod, pushing his way past Slatan, holding the bill of sale tightly in his hand. This was his plane now. As though in a trance, he hurried up the ladder and entered the most plush, executive aircraft ever built.
Krod needed no introduction to his new airplane. He had read books and studied manuals concerning the Executive Blue Star ever since its introduction. He knew its instruments by heart and he knew how to fly it. What Krod wanted now was to get his new plane in the air.
Krod climbed into the pilot's seat. It was all familiar as sitting in his living room chair. Automatically his hands passed over the switches to start the powerful jets, touching them in sequence. In his mind he was now headed down the runway at one hundred knots. Now the wheel was being pulled back slightly. Then the wheel gear came up. Now to settle back and enjoy the cruise. Yes, he could do it. Krod knew how to fly his Executive Blue Star, and he was going to do it right now!
The nose of the Executive Blue Star had been pointed away from the warehouse or Krod would have seen what was happening outside and would have quickly hidden his new, pearl white car, then he would have returned for his new jet and parked it out of sight of the unruly crowd which was driving itself into a frenzy as they sought to buy everything in sight. The swirling mass of shouting people was arriving by the hundreds every minute. There was no longer parking anywhere near the street by the huge store. Were it not for the shut gates leading into the airport itself, cars would have been jammed about Krod and Slatan. As it was, people could no longer leave the building once they arrived. Anxious shoppers were abandoning their cars as near the store as possible, then forming part of a stream of humanity that continually pushed its way inward. The advertising Slatan had done was very effective indeed.
The inside of the store was a nightmare. Those who had any article they wished to pay for might find it snatched out of their hands or arms by another who was determined to get a bargain. Clothes were being torn apart, goods smashed and objects thrown about. All this caused tempers to flare, so fights started and people were knocked about, shoved down and trampled on. For those who wanted to buy what they were able to keep there was no sales person to take their money, and there was no way out for those wishing to escape the insanity about them, and the press grew tighter and tighter. Many of those seeking to force their way in were looking to buy the Executive Blue Star which was being advertised on radio and television for the price of just seventy-five dollars to the first one there.
This pandemonium had been building during the time Krod had been mentally flying his new aircraft, while Slatan stood just behind him, smiling at unknown humor he seemed inclined not to share. He was still there when Krod rose up from his seat and started toward the aft part of the plane to shut the door.
"I'm going to take it up," said Krod, motioning to Slatan with his hand that it was time for him to leave.
"Fine, replied Slatan, "I'm sure you shall enjoy your new aircraft. I've been trying to think of some minor malfunction I was told about, but it escapes me at the moment. I'm sure you shall discover what it is. It can't be very important, for the plane was flown here just yesterday."
"I know how out check the systems," replied Krod with assurance as He began walking toward the rear of the aircraft, Slatan trotting close behind. Stepping to the entrance of the door Krod could see a throng of people at the back entrance of the hangar from where he had just recently come. Slatan, watching the mob mill about, seemed not to care about their unruly tempers as they shouted and fought with one another in their effort to get out the back door so they could see what was for sale outside. They had spotted Krod's new car and were surrounding it. To Krod's amazement, people were even getting inside - inside his new car!
"Is this the plane for seventy five dollars?" demanded one of the men who left the car when the mass of shouting people had grown so large it was obvious no one was going to get it in any condition other than wrecked. He was being followed by a thin stream of others. They reminded Krod of a colony of ants milling about, seeking their prey.
"It's mine," said Krod. "I just bought it from Mr. Slatan here." It was at this point that the smile disappeared from Slatan's face and a scowl appeared. He did not like to have his acts ascribed to himself in public.
"I suppose that car is yours too," responded the same man in his belligerent manner as others moved in close to hear the conversation.
"It's mine!" said Krod, shouting at those surrounding his car, and at the man who stood below looking upward at Slatan and himself. He winced as he recalled he had left his three pair of velvet like trousers in the car. Then he remembered that he had left the car title inside also, and the keys were in the ignition. Things were happening about him he did not understand nor like. Something was terribly wrong. People were tearing at each other to get in his car. He saw a slim woman running away from the crowd with all three pairs of his trousers. She was being chased by others!
As he watched, the back window of his once beautiful car smashed outward, while people all about were trying to establish some form of priority so they could claim ownership of it. A man emerged out the rear window with the title held high over his head as though he had just won a prize. He was immediately hit in the head by a large, fat lady who clubbed him with her heavy purse. She pulled him forward off the trunk of the car onto the pavement and fell with all her weight on his spine with her knee. Snatching the title out of his hand, she climbed on the trunk of the car and began forcing her way into the window from which the man had just emerged.
A back and forth rocking motion of his airplane brought Krod out of his stupor. He realized there was a mass of people moving about his airplane, many were now looking up and shouting at himself and Slatan. Men were fighting as to who was going to pay seventy five dollars for his aircraft! These people didn't seem to understand that he wanted both his car and airplane. He watched as a man reached into his pocket and pulled out a bundle of large denomination bills, holding them high for Slatan to see, while he screamed something indistinguishable above the rising tumult about himself. The man was hit hard in the stomach by a well directed elbow and his money scattered through the air while he collapsed into the milling throng. The world about Krod had become something insane.
It was even more startling to Krod when he felt Slatan try and push him out the door. Were it not that he had a tight hold on the hand grip, Krod would have been shoved headlong out the door. As it was he continued his body motion outward with Slatan still gripping his left arm, while he hung on with all his might with his right hand to the hand grip. Slatan suddenly swung out in midair, falling out the door of the aircraft with no place to go but down. He vanished instantly in the swirling sea of people as though swallowed up by an unseen vortex.
Krod snarled at those looking up at him. They would not get his new airplane. It belonged to him and he was going to keep it. He slammed the large door shut and locked it. He could no longer hear the din around his aircraft. It was amazing how silent things had suddenly become. The only evidence as to what was happening outside was the continual rocking of his airplane as people fought about it, seeking to establish their right of ownership from scores of others who forcefully sought to do the same. Running to the cockpit, he fell into the pilot's seat and began starting the two powerful jet engines. Almost immediately the two engines sang their duet to energy, as their hot blast drove people away from the powerful machine newly come to life.
With both engines running full throttle, Krod let off the brakes momentarily and then reapplied them. He did this time after time, forcing the heavy aircraft ahead further and further, faster and faster each time as he did so. Krod wanted the people in front of the tires to have a chance to get out of the way. It wasn't that he cared for them, but he knew if people were to fall down and become packed in front of his aircraft their bodies would act as wedges under his airplanes tires, and from a starting position he might not be able to roll over them.
His plan worked. As his engines sang their forceful song of persuasive power people hurried to get out of the way. The Executive Blue Star began picking up speed, its resolute mass clearing a way for him. Faster and faster he was going, and then all the people were gone. If they did get in his way now he could run right over them.
As he swung the aircraft around so it was pointing toward the runway, he saw his once beautiful car with people still milling about it, and it appeared as though the fat lady had actually made it to the driver's seat! Krod could see many people were yet interested in his airplane, for they were pointing in his direction. He cared nothing for them or about the car now. The car was a wreck - let them have it. He had his Executive Blue Star. He was going to leave this crazy place and land in some safe spot where he could collect his thoughts.
Outward he raced toward the landing strip, his mind gaining composure as he sped along. Stopping as he came to the runway, so he could turn his aircraft onto it, he glanced out the window to his right, and to his amazement saw his pearl white car coming directly toward him. It appeared as though they were going to try and stop him from taking off!
Wheeling the heavy plane onto the runway, Krod shoved both throttles all the way forward. He watched the car make adjustment in order to try and intercept him. Krod leaned forward in his seat as though the momentum of his body might be added to that of the thrust of the roaring jets. His speed was increasing quickly as the two hissing infernos mocked the white car whose speed was quickly decreasing relative to his own. The air speed indicator had quickly risen to one hundred twenty knots. Krod knew he was safe. He no longer had to pay attention to the car and air speed indicator at the same time, so he focused all his attention on what he was doing, and on the runway.
Just ahead he saw a brown ribbon cut clear across it. It was a ditch of some sort, and there was no possibility of stopping for it now, but he didn't have to. Krod pulled gently back on the wheel and the Executive Blue star took to its natural element. He could feel the ground vibrations cease as his aircraft became airborne. Hitting the "wheels up" lever, he could feel greater forward thrust as the air resistance decreased due to their being tucked away.
The possibilities stretching out before him now were limitless. What luxury the Executive Blue Star would bring to his life. He was master of events now, and as master he would sweep over the howling mass below and show them who had conquered. They had gotten his new trousers and car, but he would have the last laugh. He would skim over the top of the old airport hangar with his engines going fill blast.
Beginning a right hand turn at three thousand feet, Krod started a steep descent toward the airfield. Below he could see the clogged freeway near Slatan's store looking much like a huge, winding parking lot. He could make out a rising line of black smoke coming from a dot inside the brown ditch which traversed the airport runway, and he knew it was his pearl white Cadillac that had crashed into it.
"Serves 'em right," he muttered to himself as he completed his turn, still on his angle of descent. He was headed right for the mass of tightly packed, multi-colored dots below. They would soon know...
Leveling out at one hundred feet above the ground, traveling at four hundred fifty knots directly toward Slatan's store, the twin jets of the Executive Blue Star whispered their last notes. Krod was flying a dead ship. The minor malfunction Slatan had mentioned, but which he had failed to remember, was the fuel gages did not work. They always registered full, even when the tanks were empty - as they were now. In just a few seconds the Executive Blue Star was going to be shared among them all.
Consider: What things constitute that which is worth fighting and dying for? Is it object or principle? Then, whose?
Hello, Night (Story)
Hello, Night (Story)
HELLO, NIGHT
Enchanted night when people asleep are able to fly, while long shadows reaching for more than they can hold meet others in the way.
Silence, heard by sight, floats over the land, softly nodding greeting, ”Hello, Night, hello, hello, hello.”
“Hello, hello, hello,” responds reflected light of the moon, the echo of day.
Awakens Quiet, to discourse upon nocturnal repose, and so greets Endless Sky, “Hello, hello, hello. Hello Moon; Hello, Silence. Old friends, hello, hello, hello.”
Moving over resting land, arm-in-arm, friends of the clime leave the heat of day to admire scenes painted through the sky.
Soon the hinge of time, whence Day’s rays begin to show, and where people no longer can fly, force all but self away.
The chart of Memory alone remains of a time when we were able to fly.
Pride (Story)
Pride (Story)
Pride
Pride is Satan's bribe to the most powerful.
Early on the third day the sun shone. The prowling cold winds of a fierce storm had been striding about the surface of the Great Mountain, whistling their aimless tunes of loneliness while poking themselves in and about the rocks, examining closely whatever was there. Then it seemed their examination of animate and inanimate objects gradually became uninteresting and they vanished to another part of the world. But in their impudent passing they left behind a cloudless, deep blue sky delicately reflecting itself in a brilliant world of white snow, broken only in starkness by the occasional black and grey barren rocks swept free of their white carpet.
The freezing wind, though causing the warriors to shiver with cold during the night, had rendered a benefit to them by blowing clear a smooth, wide ascending path. The men continued their journey soon as it was light, assured they would reach the legendary city where all the inhabitants were said to be kings and queens, and a mystical power existed capable of making a man ruler of all the earth and cause him to live forever.
Twenty warriors had begun the trek up the Great Mountain. They endured many hardships and dangers while following snow and ice covered ledges, some along the side of deep crevasses, where if one were to slip and fall they would be lost forever. But now the city could not be far away. They would soon know if the legend of an ancient race of people who once ruled the ancient world was true or not. The ten warriors would also learn if the other ten of their original group, who had decided to continue on during the storm in order to keep warm, had reached the city or froze along the way. The desire to conquer the unknown spurred these last ten starting out toward exerting themselves to climb faster.
By the middle of that day the group of men finally reached the walls of the city which had been lost to the living for so long. As they slowly approached a gateless, towering, black granite bulwark, it seemed as though a sentry somewhere above should challenge their presence. But everything was silent along its entire length, other than occasional drops of water falling from the top edge making a drip, drip noise as they splattered on the rocks below, sounding loud and out of place in the surrounding absolute stillness. Standing close together, the men feared the unknown expecting the unexpected. Could it be possible the ancient people were yet alive and living within these walls? If so, were they waiting to destroy their visitors by some strange power?
Walking slowly along the towering wall, keeping far enough away from its incriminating presence to feel safe from a surprise attack, they heard no noise other than an occasional distant drip of water and the continual crunching of snow beneath their feet. After turning the corner of the dark city wall they found a number of arch openings. They were small, just large enough for a single person to pass through, but they were closed, and the doors had no handles on them. The warriors did not try to force them open. No more than a ten minute walk beyond the last of these small doors was the tall, broad, main gate into the city, and it appeared to be wide open. The men remained in a tight group while standing in the center of the gateway, having once reached it, looking for any sign of life along the expansive avenue leading into the heart of the ancient city they had been searching for. Other than many small mounds of drifted snow scattered along the length of the broad main street, the city seemed in perfect order.
"Hello!" shouted the leader of the warriors. His voice echoed back and forth among the buildings as though seeking someone to acknowledge its passing presence. But everything was silent. There was no answer. After a moment the men, who had been holding their breath so they might catch the slightest returning sound, resumed their normal breathing.
Walking, spread out side by side, the group passed on through the gate. There were no footprints in the light dusting of snow that covered the street, but they wondered if in an enchanted city, that this meant anything. The eyes of the warriors gazed intently place to place, their weapons ready. Every form registered on their minds. Dark doorways were stared at intently, but not entered. Tops of the flat roof lines towering far above were scanned for any movement. Colonnades and statues of men, women and beasts were watched carefully. But the city was, as it appeared to be deserted.
One warrior, who glancing behind to see if they might be walking into a trap, suddenly toppled backward. He fell hard on the stone pavement, his drawn sword clattered on an unseen metal object in the drift of snow over which he had fallen. The loud clanging sound was quickly muffled as the broad blade sank into the drift.
"Hel...!" began the shout of the warrior as he fell backward, unable to catch his footing on the icy pavement. The part of his call for help being cut off as the breath was knocked out of him.
Immediately all eyes were fixed on the fallen comrade to determine the cause of alarm. Relief flooded their minds as they realized his cry had come from his tripping over one of the drifts of snow. The echo of alarm quickly passed and silence reigned once more. The city was empty.
Two men grabbed their fallen friend by his arms and lifted him to his feet. Another picked up his sword and kicked at the drift of snow his friend had tripped over. Yellow gold gleamed back at him in return, and a man's perfectly preserved arm was partially revealed, exposing a large, gold armlet around the upper muscle. The caution of silence turned into excitement as the clasp was opened and the heavy metal band taken off the frozen arm. Immediately the men began arguing about whose it was to be. Such a prize would make any of them wealthy when they returned home. Then they found the same fallen man had another exactly like it on the other arm. Then they discovered a massive gold chain with a ruby pendant about his neck. Those who grabbed the gold objects kept them, while others wondered how they could make those who had the treasure share it.
The warriors then began exploring the other mounds of drifted snow. These too were found to be fallen men and women dressed much as the first man had been. Each wore something of gold, and many gold items had precious gems embedded in them. Soon so much gold and gems had been gathered that the men were leaving behind anything but what they felt was the very best. Then it became too difficult for each man to carry his individual hoard of even the best treasure, so they began making separate piles, shouting to one another where their claim was. But after a time even the lure of gold and jewels became tiresome. They grew tired of taking gold from the dead, and adding more to their piles that were already too heavy to carry down the mountain.
One of the warriors noticed for the first time a building far down the street that appeared the tallest and grandest of all. They hurried in that direction, hoping to find greater treasures yet. As they approached the building they noted tall figures of lovely people exquisitely carved into the front wall in such manner their bodies seemed a part of the building itself. Some were carved so as to make it appear they were stepping directly out of the solid wall, while others were made to appear as though they were walking into it. Some of the figures had their hands in front of them while facing each other, as though gesturing while in the midst of earnest conversation, while many others had their heads turned, gazing toward two, tall, lovely maidens standing on either side of the tall doorway leading into the building. Each of these two maidens had the simple gesture of a slightly extended open hand, apparently beckoning all to enter. There was something about the design of the building itself, being intimately united with human form, that drew the mind and desire of each man toward the entrance ... something very pleasing and difficult to understand. The longer they considered why the simple gesture of the maidens who were standing partly in and out of the stone wall, each with her hand extended toward them so attracted their attention, the less they cared to know the reason and wondered what was inside.
Finally they decided to go up the broad steps together and explore its interior. When they reached the top, they saw in the light powdery snow many footprints! They could have been there for days or they could have been there for centuries. The warriors did not know the answer, but they did see that there were none leading back out! They took their weapons firmly in hand once more, and started slowly inward.
As they moved along the highly polished floor toward the interior, a fine mist of warm oil drifted over them all. It was so fine the warriors did not know they had been covered by it, but the immediate effect it had was to make each of them comfortably warm for the first time in many days. The mist had acted as an insulator against the cold for the first inhabitants for many centuries, and still served all who entered. They could not know it, but this same mysterious oil would also preserve their bodies from ever aging while in the cold. At one time it had even helped preserve the lives of those who once built and lived in this mysterious place. But whatever it was that changed that condition, it happened to them all, and that only which remained of this royal, beautiful people were preserved corpses.
Realizing they had suddenly grown warmer, yet not knowing the reason for it, the warriors accepted it as being part of the magic of the city and building. Focusing their attention upon that which was about them only, they moved slowly further into the interior. Passing through a vast archway they came to a place where they witnessed a beautiful, intense blue green light glowing brilliantly. Deflected sunlight coming in through a very large opening in the roof was focused into what looked like a huge block of emerald rock setting on a tall, black column of granite. The incoming light then became a single beam of pure radiance focused on something in the back distance of the huge, magnificent wedge shaped room where they now stood, all amazed at the focused and diffused brilliance of the light.
Relief work, some thirty feet in height, of handsome men and very beautiful women, everywhere adorned the walls. Even the ceiling was of the same kind of relief work, done so as to make it appear the entire interior of the vast room was of people stepping out of the walls, or magically suspended as part of the ceiling. The figures appeared to be directing all their attention to where the light was focused. The visual direction and frozen motion of every silent being also turned the warrior’s attention toward what it was the carved figures found so important. Awed by the excellent carvings and sublime beauty about them, the men moved slowly onward through the silence, seeing scattered about on the floor more corpses as had been outside. Later, while looking back along the wall to where they had entered, one warrior noticed, and pointed out to the others, how the images became smaller the further in they went. Also, the walls were drawing closer together, so the appearance to the warriors at present was that all the figures they had passed were of nearly one size.
Had they been more aware of what was before them, they would have noticed frozen corpses becoming more and more numerous as they moved further into the blue green interior. But death had now become common, and the prostrate bodies were unmoving, so they stepped over the lifeless forms without thinking of their presence.
Then, drawing near to the furthest end of the vast interior, one by one the men stopped as they approached two thrones raised on a black granite dais that were totally bathed in the single beam of light. On the thrones sat two motionless monarchs.
The queen, whose features were held in timeless perfection, showed beauty and grace as does a frozen flower. Long curling hair still fell in graceful lines about her shoulders from beneath her crown. Her head was tilted against the back of the high throne; her eyes were shut and chin slightly up. A hint of a smile could be seen at the corners of her lips, as though she had stopped what she was doing for a moment to meditate on a pleasant thought. The man sitting next to her, looking directly ahead through glazed, open eyes, was one of their warrior friends with whom they had begun their journey!
Had the men taken flight at that instant, they could have saved themselves, but they did not. The arresting beauty of the yet lovely queen and the radiant glory of the large thrones on the raised dais, and the beautiful jewel covered crowns the king and queen wore bewitched them. The stiff, frozen bodies of their other nine friends lying about the bottom of the dais were not even noticed.
It was the king that wore the crown who ruled this kingdom. He who had the crown would have more glory than any other king in the world. Though not spoken, every man there wished he could sit upon that throne and keep the crown, if just for a while. Here was a kingdom a warrior could have just for the taking. They would be surrounded by glory and riches beyond compare.
That man most used to giving into the prompting of greed first headed forward to take the king's crown. Another, instinctively knowing what he was after, grabbed his arm to hold him back, but the first lashed out at him with his already drawn sword. A close friend came to the wounded man's assistance while yet another moved up the dais steps toward the throne in order to grab the crown and the kingdom - but he was stopped also. Again and again this happened, each man determined to possess that which was so close to his grasp.
One of the ten finally stood alone, he also mortally wounded, but that did not trouble him. Struggling upward he made it to the top of the dais and then to the throne of the king. He leaned heavily against the side of the massive throne, then lifted the heavy crown from off the head of his former comrade and put it on his own head. He felt it was a perfect fit, but the weight was so great he had to stand very erect, and move slowly and carefully while he shoved his frozen friend off the throne, and then, heavily, sat down himself.
Now he was the lord of the most glorious kingdom in the world. Yes, he was king, and there shone the light. It was just for him. Even though beginning to wane in the lowering sun, it still shone wonderfully bright. He turned his head to look as his lovely queen bathed in the same brilliance. Her slightly upturned face and closed eyes were radiant with rapture at his being her new king.
Moments later his eyes shifted slowly toward the silent forms all about his throne. There were thousands of magnificent people coming out of the walls and ceiling, all looking directly at him, all reaching out toward him, expressing their admiration for him! While looking directly into the light he could see nothing but the light, but as soon as his line of sight traveled to the upper or outer edges of the vast room, he could see those of his kingdom. He was now their new sovereign. Oh, the glory of it all!
Within a few minutes, where his disposed friend had been looking when the young warriors had entered a short while ago, warm and alive, he now looked. His open eyes were glazed and sightless. The light no longer thrilled him with its excellence. Upon the brilliant glowing crown of the new king, as his queen, etched in a very ancient language he had never heard before, was a single word meaning "perfection". That same word in that ancient language also meant "pride".
An experiment proving the physical value of "c"
An experiment proving the physical value of "c"
The following is taken from an already published work "An Experiment You Can Help With" found on this site. It is part of a copyrighted work called the Bones of Time.
The reason for re-publishing this is that this experiment needs to be performed. There is a lot of confusion as to what gravitational waves are, and their point of origin. There are those who believe that these waves have no physical value to them at all, and the value of "c" is just an abstract number used to describe a function of mass/energy. Gravitons are a function of energy being divided by mass, and they perform a specific function in our world. These waves allow a mass to accumulate a great deal of kinetic energy without coming apart, due to physical mass being combined with energy as physical mass. It appears that God has made our world in such manner that we occupy physical time in a very limited manner, and that which is not directly part of our physical time does not exist in our time in any manner whatsoever. The direct speed of light, and only that speed, is the universe we live in. Any mass or energy value not composed of that speed does not exist to us. By the release of gravitons, our entire world always remains the same speed, no matter what. It is similar to when electrons (or part of their frequency) come apart in the filament of an incandescent light bulb. By releasing the energy in the electron state, the nuclear release is of a continual small value. Were the energy able to compound in the protons and neutrons, the energy could come apart as very high forms of radiation, and perhaps as the greater mass coming apart.
"The internal heat energy within our planet causes its mass to form into the shape of a sphere, compacting the mass of earth. It is the heat energy within our planet, forcing the mass to become compacted, that causes our gravitational field to form to the intense factor it does. Were there no internal heat energy within our planet, then there could be no gravitational field. Were the internal heat energy within our planet to decrease in value, our planet's gravitational field would also decrease in intensity. The value velocity of "c" (c2=E/m) within earth's mass evidences itself apart from the mass containing it. In the past, the value of the time wave (c) has been ignored as having an existence at all when considering electromagnetic energy. Yet this velocity is the basis for the explanation of electromagnetic radiation (speed), and is itself formed of electromagnetic energy. The value of "c" is the common velocity that all clocks measure in some physical manner as being time, and we, ourselves, are composed of this value as is all else having physical existence. It is also this velocity that we relate with as being real time. Having explained the basis for gravitation, take a look at how it may be proven whether the gravitational field of earth might have as its origin the internal heat energy within or not. The location in which the experiment needs to be performed is in outer space, where it would be free from earth's gravitational influence and surrounding, small gravitational fields are able to be well isolated. This, obviously, is the part others need to perform.
"The experiment would consist of three pairs of lead spheres, each set of two spheres being distant enough from any other surrounding mass that they could only influence and be influenced by each other.
"The first set of spheres would each be heated to near six hundred degrees f. and placed a fixed distance apart in such manner they would be perfectly motionless relative to each other before the experiment began. Once the restraint on them was removed and they were free to move, each sphere would begin moving toward the other and they would meet at a midway point.
"In the second set of spheres, one sphere would be heated to the same temperature as those of the first set while the second sphere would be frozen to as near absolute zero Kelvin as possible, then the spheres would be distanced as were the first set. What would be observed once the spheres were released to freely move, is that the heated sphere would remain motionless while the frozen sphere would begin moving toward the heated one until they met. They, then, would begin sharing the heat energy and both would have a reduced gravitational field.
"The third set of spheres, would consist to two lead spheres set the same distance apart as the first and second set, but each sphere would be frozen to as near absolute zero Kelvin as possible. That which would be observed once they were released to move freely, is that neither sphere would begin moving toward the other as in the first two sets. If each sphere had a temperature of absolute zero Kelvin, they would never move toward each other.
This simple experiment would demonstrate the force of gravitation to be, or not to be, a field of time (c2=E/m), whose origin is that of a particular form of energy and not of a continual creation. What do you think? Is it possible? Will it ever be known if it is not examined? It might be something to consider."
Answer to Arthur concerning time duration
From Arthur:
The Real Answer to your quest is that of Time itself. Just as changes in mass modulate the progression of Time within Space, the only coordinating feature of Quantum Mechanics is the relationship of Time Frames. As such, all we have is Time after all. -- Posted by Arthur Collins to Time Bones at 2/07/2006 01:04:02 PM
Dear Arthur,
You didn't go far enough. Were you to seperate the past from the future, there would be but present time. Were this to be examined, it would be found that we move through time at the speed of light, possibly the only physical duration of actual existence is that of the dimension of "h". That which we see as reality has actually ceased to exist even as we move through it; all that we consider as "present physical time" is what is being processed "after the fact."
True or false?
When the value of c, e, and m are zero
Why the value of e, c, and m is able to equal zero in value, and what this means.
First, what would happen if all the mass (m) in existence were to be moved to one location as a giant cube? It would be formed so there was no kinetic energy, and the total heat value within would be absolute zero. Would there be any distinguishable feature about this mass that would be different from a large solar mass of today?
Since the value of any sort of energy (e) would no longer be existent, the mass could no longer have a gravitational field. If the energy value were zero, so would the gravitational field be zero. In order to form a gravitational field, c2=e/m, both mass and energy are required. Mass (m), energy (e), and the speed of light squared (c2) are each able to stand alone as an entity to itself, but are interdependent to make our universe function as it does.
Second, remove the mass altogether and then what would be found? That which would exist would be energy in form of electromagnetic energy (EME). This form of energy is able to exist as long radio waves to very short cosmic radiation. Wherever these waves would originate, in one year they would be about six trillion miles away. Space would be totally empty of all form of energy. There would be no heat energy or kinetic energy anywhere, because both of these require the presence of mass in order to form. There could be no gravitational waves form because this form of energy requires the presence of mass plus that of heat energy to come into existence. Mass, itself, could not form because there would be no manner for EME to form into electrons, which would in turn form into protons and neutrons. It requires an already present mass to convert the linear frequency of EME into forming three dimensional mass.
Note that the closer these forces exist by themselves, the less value the others would have. For instance, were there to be only (m) in existence, the value for (e) and (c) would be zero. As soon as e were added, there could be kinetic energy as well as the formation of c2.
God has given mankind the ability to reason by "what if's." This is one instance where the "what if" brings us to the conclusion that were our universe not created as a whole, it would not have been created at all.
c2=E/m = Gravity... How ...
c2=E/m = Gravity... How ...
Appendix B
Time, Energy and Gravitation
This is part of a work called "The Bones of Time" (c) 1971 - 2005, D. Ertle
This short appendix shall describe how the relationships exist between (m) mass, (E) energy and (c2) a field of physical, real-time. The simple manner of relating the three we shall look at later.
The place to begin is with a familiar equation to us all, E=mc2. I am going to use this and other simple equations found in a book called “The Great International Math on Keys Book”, copyrighted in 1976 by Texas Instruments Inc., to relate the parts of E=mc2 to that of gravitational attraction. The first equation is going to be that for converting mass entirely into energy, ch. 8 - p. 11.
As with many things God has made, the conversion of mass into energy is a straightforward concept. The effort in accomplishing this has come to pass because of those past people who have reduced mass and energy into relatable, basic units, and to Mr. Einstein who perceived the relationship between mass and energy and then reduced them to understandable terms. In using the equation for converting mass into energy I shall define what these three are, then show their relationships one with another. First, we shall consider mass. Mass in our equation is defined in kilograms. By multiplying the speed of light times itself in meters per second, which number is 299, 790, 00; we gain the energy value of mass as found in units of Joules (notice how time as an absolute velocity (c2) and energy (Joules) are related as being the same entity). 1 (the “1” here represents one kilogram of mass - 2.2 lbs.) x 299,790,000 x 299,790,000 equals 89,874,044,000,000,000 Joules of energy in the one kilogram of mass.
That is a lot of energy, but that energy is directly equitable to mass by reversing the entire process. It is obvious if you have the value for energy you must have the value for mass also. The problem with this concept is that we don’t know how to convert energy into mass as we do convert mass into energy (and even in this transformation we are not very efficient). God had to do that at the time of creation. Ever since that instant every mass to energy relationship in the cosmos has been running down in some manner. Like a watch unwinding that has no manner whereby it may be rewound (to demonstrate the point, try catching a bunch of passing gravitons sometime and then form them into electromagnetic energy).
Another difficulty that has existed in the past with this equation has been with the c2 concept. Why in the world would multiplying a kilogram of mass times the velocity of light squared have anything to do with the ultimate amount of energy a mass would yield? (Notice, once again, that time is directly converted into an expression of energy). It wouldn’t have anything to do with mass if mass were not composed of electromagnetic energy, but because mass is composed of this form of energy, it becomes the basis of the existence of mass. Accelerating a mass increases the mass frequency in one direction, which frequency increase has really converted three dimensions of mass into one dimension of greater kinetic energy. This may sound vague to you at first, but consider that Sir Isaac Newton already had it partially figured out as to how a field of time was defined, which we know as our gravitational field, but missed the concept that the energy of acceleration itself was a field of physical time. (It appears to myself that were Mr. Newton to have continued on with his work he would have figured it out before his life ended, had God so intended). So the c2 concept is an elusive thing to consider relative to what we observe in our normal, physical world. Also, a field of time cannot be reversed, as we know it, into the mass from whence it came, thus reversing the flow of physical time so we may check our findings as we may with the back and forth mass and energy relationship.
In ch. 8 - p. 14, there is a very good synopsis of the force of gravitation and how it operates between two masses. The equation we are interested in is G (gravitational constant) x m (mass of earth), then having this product divided by earth’s radius which has been multiplied times itself. The resultant number shall be equal to the mass acceleration at the point of the mass radius, or center of earth. The force generated (by the value of earth gravitation, times mass, divided by the radius times itself) shall be equal to c2 in form of ENERGY as a mass moving in a field of time. Apart from a mass the c2 concept has no meaning. Were all the mass of the cosmos converted into c2 there would be no physical existence, and any other kind of physical existence would not exist (physical, real-time, itself, appears to have three dimensions to it also - magnetic and electric gravitons (waves) as well as the value of c). Real-time effects upon a mass have expressed the force of c2 since the time of Newton rather than the concept of what c2 is by its own self (a field of time). Let’s take a look at the background of this concept, then at how it relates to our physical world.
A British physicist, C. Vernon Boys, in 1895 measured the weight of earth using a principle first instituted by Henry Cavendish. This was to compare the weight of small lead spheres with that of gold spheres, and how the gold spheres were deflected by the gravitational pull of earth. Boys did a good job. Mr. Boys at that time actually discovered the value for the c2 equation for earth mass. The gravitational constant for earth is c2=E/m. We need that information Mr. Boys provided to determine the velocity of a mass at different points within the earth. So a chain of observations by different people were brought into existence. It was Sir Isaac Newton, Henry Cavendish, C. Vernon Boys, and others who in turn influenced them, that makes possible the equation we use today for finding c2 in relation to earth and other solar masses. As usual, there is a long line of people over long periods of time behind any advancement in understanding of how God put our physical world together.
In understanding the force of gravitation, a good way to begin is to see how the relationship between the gravitational constant, the mass of earth, and the radius of the mass of earth combine; and to do this you need to see how a problem works out for yourself. Using the illustration in our text, we need to multiply the gravitational constant 6.6732 x 10 -11 or, 0.000000000066732 times the mass of earth, 5.98 x 10 24 kg., or 5,980,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 kilograms. (You can see right away that it would be nice to have a small scientific calculator that handles exponents so you don’t have to keep track of all those zeros). By accomplishing this multiplication you shall have found the energy relationship of the mass of earth to that of the gravitational constant - this is the (E) part of the equation of c2 = E divided by m. The (m) relationship to E is that of distance from the core point of the mass to an outward point being considered, and the mass contained within that area. Let’s take a closer look using some more numbers.
First, we shall look at the c2 value for the surface of earth (R = 3,950 miles), then we shall consider earth at its radius of (R = 0.717 miles). Earth mass, 5.98 x 10 24 kilograms, times that of the gravitational constant 6.6732 x 10 -11, shall give us 399,057,360,000,000 or 3.9905736 x 10 14. This is our (E) energy value. Next, we need to convert 3,950 miles into meters. So we multiply that number times 1,609.26 to find the distance in meters for the 3,950 miles. This equals 6,356,577, which number we have to multiply times its own self in order that we arrive at (R2). The radius number times itself becomes 40,406,071,000,000 or 4.0406071 x 10 13. This is our (m) mass number. Now we divide the (E) energy relationship by that of (m) mass and we arrive at 399,057,360,000,000 divided by 40,406,071,000,000, which equals 9.876 meters. By multiplying 9.876 meters times 3.281 we arrive at a 32.40 foot per second, per second acceleration 3,950 miles from the center of our planet, at which location you are probably accelerating right now.
I know it is confusing messing around with a lot of numbers that you do not often work with and at first do not fully understand how they are supposed to relate. I have to stop and figure it all out again each time I do it too. But I’ve taken the time to figure the mass acceleration for different distances into earth so you can see how the mass in each of these locations beneath us is already accelerating at the speeds indicated. The only reason the mass does not suddenly, immediately, begin collapsing is that it is all mutually supporting each other. Sort of like a “keystone” does at the top of a stone bridge, which single stone keeps all the rest from falling apart. Here we go:
1,500 miles from the core point of earth mass is atomically accelerating at 224.70 feet per second per second.
100 miles from the core point of earth mass is atomically accelerating at 50,557.91 feet per second per second.
10 miles from the core point of earth mass is atomically accelerating at 957.53 MILES per second per second.
5 miles from the core point of earth mass is atomically accelerating at 3,830.14 miles per second per second.
2.5 miles from the core point of earth that mass is atomically accelerating at 15,320.58 miles per second per second.
1.5 miles from the core point of earth that mass is atomically accelerating at 42,557.16 miles per second per second.
Then at 0.717 miles from the center point of earth, mass there is accelerating at 186,258.84 miles per second. This is almost the speed of light. The object here is not to just line up a bunch of numbers, but to show that it is the mass of an object times the gravitational constant that determines the energy of a gravitational field. If the gravitational constant is lessened relative to the mass (the E factor), or the mass factor is lessened in relation to the gravitational constant, then a new c2 resultant shall be found.
Notice how the force of gravitation operates within the core of earth. It is the mass directly opposite the other side of a sphere that performs the attraction. It is impossible for a large solar mass to have an imbalance of gravitational attraction within its very core. Notice, too, that it is not the weight of the mass above the core point that compresses the mass of earth into forming a gravitational field. The greatest energy (velocity, or c2) is found within the core point. This means all mass, and everything outward beyond that mass, is drawn to that point. The mass of earth is not compacted by the force of gravitation due to the mass above it existing in that particular location. This is obvious, or the gravitational field of the sun would not attract the planets of our solar system, which masses extend so far beyond the mass of the sun. Were you to have a mass the size of Earth, and there were no internal heat energy within that mass (the gravitational constant), then that mass would have no gravitational field, or c2 value. c2 is the agent performing the work within the mass, not the mass within the c2, although it takes both of them to form c2 = E/m (a field of gravitation).
Now for some observations concerning the possibility of a “black hole” existing, and a conclusion to the matter.
A “black hole” could not form within a large spherical mass, for a large accelerating mass moving to the speed of light within an inner void, such as exists within our sun or our own planet, would convert into electromagnetic energy and destroy that host mass containing it. To illustrate this force of acceleration, consider that the sun has a time difference of 13,903.87 years, absolute physical time, between its core point and surface. This means that were you to have the energy within the core point of the sun, in form of velocity applied to your body, you would be totally non-existent in any form whatsoever for 13,903.87 years - taking by supposition that you could ever slow down incrementally by the value of c. (Does not the physical nature of this core point force have all the attributes of a time-distorting, mass-sucking “black hole”? But notice that the nature of such a force is not to form a new mass within the core point area, but convert a once mass to its lowest possible value, that of a field of time, or gravitation). The reason this great amount of energy, also known to us as power or time, can exist within the core point of the sun is that the force of gravity is a velocity frequency (time) that has no mass value at all while passing through that point and beyond it. (This is because, in essence, gravitons are one third of one dimension. For it appears the magnetic, electric and time wave may all be the same wave evidenced in different manners). But a mass cannot exist within a 400 mile distance from the very core point of our sun without accelerating to the speed of light, thus converting into one-dimensional energy. So no mass of any kind could ever reach near a center point anywhere in any of our large solar bodies in order to begin forming a “black hole”. Were a very large portion of mass to move past this 400-mile point within our sun that mass would explode, for (m) would instantly convert to (E) moving at (c). Were black holes able to exist they would already be existent within the planets about the sun and most especially within the sun itself. But they do not exist for they cannot exist.
It had been thought in the past that, perhaps, the gravitational field of the sun fueled its continual output of energy somehow. There is evidence that mass moving inward would be converted into pure energy because electromagnetic energy converting from mass would all be headed directly toward the core point of the sun. There it would have to pass through that core spot maximizing the conversion of mass into energy. This energy in turn would compress the mass of the sun, which compression would release energy to heat the solar system. (In 1854 Hermann Von Helmholtz, a German physicist, determined that were our sun to contract one ten-thousandth of its radius, it would then provide a 2,000 year supply of energy to earth. "Asimov’s Guide to Science", Basic Books, 1960, p.45).
The following is how the E, m, and c2 concept works in a back and forth manner in the approximate conversion of one kilogram (2.205 lbs.) of mass into energy expressed in Joules:
(E)=mc2; (1 kg. times 2.9979 x 10 8 times 2.9979 x 10 8) = 8.9874 x 10 16 Joules.
(m)=E/c2; (8.9874 x 10 16 Joules divided by “c2” 2.9979 x 10 8 times 2.9979 x 10 8) = 1 kg.
(c2)=E/m; (8.9874 x 10 16 Joules divided by 1 kg.) = “c2” or 2.9979 x 10 8 times 2.997 x 10 8.
Energy and the speed of light squared are the same entity, just evidenced differently. c2 is expressed as power or work done in a particular amount of time. Energy is expressed in quantity, or how much potential exists, but both are the same. Just as in the core point of earth there is a mass that exists in potential as found when multiplying the gravitational constant of 6.6732 x 10 -11 times earth’s mass of 5.98 x 10 24 kg. which equals 3.9905736 x 10 14. This number is the total time velocity passing through the core point. This number divided by c2 is equal to a potential mass of 0.00444 kg.. Then, as we have seen earlier, this same core point velocity may also be considered as 15.4 days physical time. It’s all the same.
Theoretically, it has been thought that mass and electromagnetic energy could be channeled into a black hole and there remain as a mass in an altogether different time state. But it does not appear as though a black hole could form in this manner due to the formation of light being that of waves of time. This concept does demonstrate, though, that our universe must have been created instantly. (In order for time to exist as mass, all the mass must have been created in the duration of the existence of time itself. It also demonstrates that the physical time of our universe is actually one-dimensional and ceases to exist at time of a person's death). Mass accelerating to the speed of light within a "black hole" would vanish and the gravitational effect of the original mass would lose that much of its new attracting potential. It’s all balanced. After the mass-energy value reaches a certain point it won’t go any further, just as electrons don’t let heat energy, or frequency, compound within a mass so that the nucleus converts into electromagnetic energy as happens to electrons. It doesn’t appear as though scientists will ever find the missing ninety percent mass of the universe. And if a black hole cannot exist (for whether the accelerating mass were that of a neutron star or a mass as our sun, it would still convert into energy) then there could have been no “Big Bang”. That hypothetical, "all-everything" mass could not have formed (as God said it did not, because the heavenly host were created on the fourth day of creation). And that isn’t even the worst of the problem. The real problem is: how could time be formed into three dimensions, thus becoming electromagnetic energy? Then, who formed the electromagnetic energy into three-dimensional mass? Where did this all come from, and who was able to bond these infinitely small, non-tangible, high-speed waves together? I know. God created it that way.
“To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal? Saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number: He calleth them all by names by the greatness of His might, for that He is strong in power; not one faileth. …Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard, that the Everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the Earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? There is no searching of His understanding. Isaiah 40:25, 26 and 28.
Fallen leaves (Response to written article)
Fallen leaves (Response to written article)
Spirited away (Response to Reader’s Digest article)
It seems as though a person ought to respond to this. The doctor who had written this dealt in the area of near death experiences of children. The child first spoken of was thought to be dead, but she revived and recounted what had happened in the operating room, the procedures, and described the doctors present – even though she was comatose. The reason I would like to recount this story is due to the doctor’s remark at the end of the story, which was “But I am deliberately holding back from dealing with it (the spiritual aspect of what he had been speaking of) because I know that once I cross that line, I’m no longer a scientist.”
It is interesting how the concept of “scientist” has changed. This doctor felt because he would not include God into his work, that decision made what he had done scientific. If he had included the spiritual concept in his work, it would not have been scientific. Does this appear as a programmed mental block? Were Newton and Einstein scientists or not? Because they believed in God, does that mean that in another twenty years they will have been rewritten out of history as being scientists and placed in the “religious” category?
People seeking to rewrite history, and the meaning of words, seem to think themselves as minor (g)ods. Before they seek to change reality, perhaps they could try the following:
Create something from nothing.
Think a thought that has nothing to do with the values of this world.
Or, easier yet, and open to more inspection – tell where the stock market will be at the end of the month.
Like leaves that fall from the tree and land upon the ground, so our days and lives disappear into the past. Each leaf is separate and experiences its own reality, and each vanishes away from view of others, to be left to its own fate. When left alone to your fate, what then? Will you be pleased that you have influenced others to become like yourself, so that when they approach the same situation as you, they will be glad? In the end moment the only thing important will be the spiritual. Everything else will be left behind, and there will be no one to know and share your fate but yourself. Don’t “write off” as nonsense that which “is evidenced” in our world but not seen.
How quickly time flies
How quickly time flies
How long time lasts
Physical time is of interest to all of us. We have seen others who have run out of it long before they, or anyone else expected them to, and we realize it can happen to us. I would like to present a short thought on what it is, and when it runs out, what it is that a person no longer is part of.
Physical time is a velocity. It is a universal speed of energy that is common to all physical entities in our universe. The composition of this energy is two waves that run together, mutually supporting each other. These waves form the smallest unit of mass known to us - the electron. The smallest value of physical time relates to the electron and is known as the “chronon“. Because of its tiny displacement in space, the smallest physical value of time is thought to be the diameter of this mass. I would add that the smallest value of physical time might be considered to be that of a completed individual wave of the electron.
As the chronon is the smallest value of physical mass, the aggregate of this mass becomes the basis of all other physical, dimensional entities that are not directly waveform. Were the electron, and our universe that is composed of this value, to be converted into the radiation from which everything is formed, it would be found that all existence would be that of electromagnetic energy. The ultimate physical time value that we exist in is this fractional amount, and the chronon concept is how quickly we are able to remove from this world. We have all the time we need to exist in our universe, but no more than that.
God says that our spirit lives on forever. This is the enduring value that keeps physical time, to us, as a continuum. One thing that each of us cannot escape is ourselves - we always return to ourselves and what we have become. Everything else is instantly left behind (no time to blink) when the spirit (the real us) leaves the body.
When we ASPIRE (story)
Aspire The greatest aspiration of any person, or people, is to perform the will of God.
Long ago a very strange event happened on a very large island called, "Otai", meaning Orchid Land, so named because of an abundance of the many colored, beautiful orchids growing there. On this large island a young man called Taika, and his lovely sister Laitai, played most of their time away along the cliffs of a natural lagoon. The blue water was very deep at the entrance, and warmed during the day due to the spreading shallow waters surrounding it. Because of the fair weather continually blessing their island world, life was very carefree and undemanding. Parents and children rose up in the morning according as their demand of sleep required. There was no need to hurry to finish a particular chore, for one day, one month, or one year were all much the same, one after another. What was not done one day would probably be done on another, and if not then, it was generally felt the job may not have been worth doing in the first place. There was no need to gather food other than from off the trees which bore both blossoms and fruit the year around. The inhabitants also enjoyed the rich bounties of the ocean, whose coffers of diversity surrounded them, offering the dwellers an abundance of pleasing diversified food.
At times fierce storms passed over the island, whipping the trees back and forth, smashing apart boats not pulled far upon the beach to where the trees were, and blowing apart those huts made of too flimsy thatch construction to withstand the winds. There was generally one fierce storm every few years, so the people stored dried food and wood in large natural caves found in the mountain further back of their village, just to ensure their comfort when this happened. They would stay in the caves until the passing gale had finished doing its damage, then would return to rebuild what had been destroyed.
Because there was nothing to do of particular interest within the confines of a cave, the people, amidst the howling winds and breaking distant surf, would gather around a warming fire and tell stories. They told old stories, newly made up stories, true stories and make‑believe stories. But one thing they never, never did was to say that a make‑believe story was a true story. The people of Orchid Island loved make‑believe stories, but they loved knowing the truth about their world even more. So ingrained was their desire to know and practice only that which was true, a person who would willfully lie was despised and shunned by everyone, this being what they had been taught generation after generation. Liars, in their true stories, were spoken of as being foolish people who often destroyed their own families and themselves even though they knew they were doing it. The liars and their friends, if they had any, would always disappear into the night and never be seen again, or they would come to a sudden catastrophic end. In the minds of the people this was the only right and good thing to happen.
It was after one of these fierce storms had passed the Island of Orchid, and the people had come out of the caves, that they found a strange boat cast far upon their beach near the trees. Because of its great size and how it was shaped, it immediately attracted the attention of all. The men of the island, led by their Chief, began a search of the craft for its owner. It took but a few minutes to determine that it was an abandoned vessel. So the men began to strip the craft of whatever they wished. Large sections of torn canvas were being removed from the mast by the women while the men began carrying away the cargo of cork, wondering at the lightness of it, trying to determine what it could be used for. Before long all that remained was to finish the last of the unloading, for everything else had been removed.
It was during the last of this operation that a lone survivor was found. After he had been pulled out from the dark interior of the cargo hold and laid down in the bright sunlight, the natives found him to be a strangely dressed young man of about Taika's or Laitai's age ‑ the fifteen year old children of the island Chief. The natives who had seen white hair appear on their own aged people wondered if the young man's blond hair was a sign of age or if it was a natural color of a strange people, for they had no stories about people with yellow hair. They were to be just as interested later when he awoke and they found he had blue eyes.
There were Orchid Island stories about people living in other lands, but they were spoken of as being perhaps true and perhaps not true ‑ the people just did not know. The presence of the newly arrived young man, along with the strange craft and cargo, had just shifted all their stories of other people into the category of being the truth.
It was a long while before the young man opened his eyes and realized he was no longer on a tossing boat in the midst of a world of raging wind and driven sea foam, but lying on the still, white sands of a strange beach with a lovely young girl and older woman beside him. They were shielding his face from the hot tropical sun with large palm leaves. Laitai, by her gestures caused the newly awakened young man to know he was in their care and he should go with them. It had been decided that the stranger would stay with the chief and his family until he could learn their language. Then they would learn about his people and the strange craft that had bought him to their land.
Days followed days and became numberless very quickly. There were no major weather changes of note, so there were no seasons by which to keep track of years. On Orchid Island time mattered not, for there was no need to know anything but the present. In the passing of daily events, the inhabitants learned the young man called himself Erin ‑ Erin Waterford. And Erin in return learned the names of the people of the village and learned the rudiments of their language. Erin became very popular among the people, for around the Chief's large campfire at night he would tell them stories of things they could never have imagined, not even by stretching their wildest speculations to the limit. He told them of cities whose houses were so strong the most powerful wind could not blow them apart. Of the city where he lived whose tall stone church had a clock in it that would tell people the time of day whether it was cloudy or not, and during different times of the day music came from it. Then he spoke of other lands and other oceans, of people and their customs, and of the many different kinds of animals he had seen. Most of what Erin told the people was not accepted as the truth ‑ to them he was telling make believe stories. Sometimes the people would sit quietly and smile and shake their heads at the thoughts his halting words and gestures would bring to their minds. One time when Erin tried describing the features of an elephant, with its large flapping ears, a huge body, strong legs, little tail, and a nose so long that at times it would drag on the ground, the people staggered away holding their sides, trying not to laugh any longer because it hurt so. Everyone knew it was a make believe story, but what a story! An animal that had a nose so long that it could touch the ground, indeed. And they tried to picture in their minds what they would look like if their noses were long enough to touch the ground. Then later, when Erin spoke of a gun men of his world used which spoke with a voice like thunder, and threw heavy stones with force enough to knock down a distant tree ‑ well, the people wondered at his imagination. Then there were the pieces of water he spoke of that existed far away, some larger than their own mountain. These mountains actually "floated" in the ocean. "Ice," he had explained, "was hard as a rock, crystal clear, and turned to sweet water when one held it in their hand." Of course nobody believed him. Even so, there had never been such stories as the ones Erin told, and the people loved listening to him.
Erin did not understand the customs of the people he was living with or he probably would have allowed his stories to be thought of as make believe until they could be proven true. It was while he was retelling how extremely cold water could become hard as stone, and at times even fell out of the sky in form of hail, that he made a fatal mistake. When he finished speaking, Erin used a term meaning, `my story is true`. This was a word he had recently come to understand the meaning of and used it at the end of his own story.
Prior to this time the people had just assumed Erin was telling them another interesting make- believe story in order to amuse them. He was kindly corrected at the end of his story-telling by the Chief who continually changed the word meaning "my story is true" to "my story is make believe." After Erin was corrected and told the proper word, the young man maintained what he had spoken really was the truth. Erin then used the word for make believe at the end of one of their fables and then the word for truth at the end of his own story so all would realize what he had told them was true. The Chief then listed other strange stories Erin had told previously and Erin used the word for "my story is true" at the end of each.
It seemed impossible! Those who knew Erin well could scarcely believe what they heard. His make believe stories were more strange than any they could imagine, yet he steadfastly maintained they were true. It was incredible this lovable, young stranger whom they had taken such good care of was actually a liar. It was as though one of their own tragic make believe stories they knew to be untrue had come to pass during their own lifetime, and in their very midst. There was nothing to do but wait and see what strange, evil fate would befall him. Though he could live among them, he was now regarded as being taboo‑evil.
When all the people began silently rising from their places, and left Erin alone at the fire, he then realized what he had done. He understood they considered him to be one of their proverbial foolish liars they were often warned about in their true stories. Everything he had to say from this time forward would be ignored and so would he ‑ this, their way, was already stated in their true stories as being the only correct manner to deal with a liar.
During the following months Erin was an unhappy social outcast. Those who had been his friends shunned him as much as possible and refused to engage in any type of conversation. Whatever the people were doing he was not welcome to join in. When at first he tried joining others at their evening fires, everyone stopped what they were saying and doing and left, saying nothing to him. It wasn't long and Erin didn't attempt to speak with the people again, but stayed away. He also moved out of the Chief's house and moved into the boat he had come to the island in. It became his home even though it lay tilted on its side far up on the beach.
From the time Erin moved out of the Chief's house onward, his one ambition was to launch his boat and leave Orchid Island. Day by day he cut down trees and buried them end to end deep in the sand till he had formed two rails of trees leading to the waters edge. On these he would lay logs crosswise to serve as rollers to move his heavy craft back into the water once he had it caulked tightly with coconut fiber. Then he would make any type of sail possible, store provisions aboard, and sail away. It was the thought of eventual escape that drove him to work day after day, from sunrise to sunset. Little time was set aside to do anything else but work, gather fruit to eat and dry, or to catch fish and gather oysters from the ocean to steam in his fire pit at night.
On rare occasion, when he grew weary of work, Erin went to dive from the rock where Laitai and her brother Taika also dove. One day after working hard all morning, Erin went to this rock. Though Laitai and her brother were there, Erin said nothing, but walked to the edge and sprang outward as far as possible, was pulled speeding downward, then knifed into the deep, clear water. Climbing back to the top of the rock he was surprised Laitai and her brother were yet there. Erin said nothing as he sat on the edge of the rock, then looked out across the horizon, wishing he would see a sail.
"Erin," began Taika as he watched Erin looking out to sea, considering his once happy friend who now was obviously unhappy, "why do you tell such great lies and say the lies are true? You do not act evil, but you speak of things one cannot believe. Why do you say you speak the truth when you know what you say is not believed by anyone?"
"What if what I have spoken is the truth, Taika?" responded Erin, as he turned to face his one time friend.
"I know my people, my people know the people who were before them. We have always known what truth is. We know what you speak cannot be true." responded the young chief‑to‑be in an emphatic, authoritive manner.
Laitai had listened to others of her people as they spoke of Erin. She had been troubled for a long while about this strange young man who had come to the only world her people had ever known. He had not done evil. He had not spoken as a fool or a liar about other things of life. Even the strange craft that had brought Erin to their land might have been considered as make believe because of its great size had not her people seen it. Laitai watched Erin as he sat a short distance away, and she believed what he had told them was true.
"What of the boat Erin came in?" asked Laitai while turning to face her brother who was seated beside her. "Would you have said that was a lie also had you and the others not seen it?"
"You are a girl. This does not concern you. Beware you do not speak well of a liar lest the fate of the liar fall on you."
"I do not believe Erin has lied. I have not seen the things he has spoken of, but I believe what he has said to be true."
"Beware sister. Though you are the daughter of the Chief, you cannot turn your face toward Erin without the anger of the people being against you."
It was true. Laitai knew if she were to admit that she believed what Erin had said was true she would become an outcast as was he. Being daughter to the Chief would not spare her the sorrow that would be hers. Laitai looked into the waters below. She recalled the times Erin had told her in his own language something of his affection for her, but she did not know what those words meant. She did know that she somehow loved Erin more than anything else in the world.
Laitai did not know what to do. Could she leave her family and home as an outcast for one whom she did not even know if he loved her or not? What would it be like to have her friends turn their backs and refuse to speak? How could she bear to live being thought of as a fool and liar, as she knew would happen?
The true stories she had listened to many times had taught her to be faithful to that which she knew to be right. Laitai had lived her life doing what she believed to be correct. Her desire to continue on, living in truth rested strongly within her heart. She was the daughter of the Chief and she would do what was true.
Rising from beside her brother, Laitai moved to where Erin sat a short distance away. Erin had no idea what it was costing Laitai to move from beside her brother and sit beside himself. It was obvious Taika did not like what she had done, for he became very angry, speaking harshly to her, telling her she was a fool. Laitai said nothing while looking into the waters below.
"I shall not speak of what you have done. It shall be known of itself. You cannot hide fire in your hand," finished Taika as he jumped to his feet and stalked off toward the village.
"Laitai," began Erin while watching the lovely young girl who was now facing him, "making your brother angry is not good. The boat I came to your land in is almost finished and so are the logs I have been working on to move it back to the sea. I am going leave soon as possible."
A power greater than herself kept Laitai where she was. The terrible flooding thought that Erin would leave her behind when he returned to his own world paralyzed her as she sat unmoving. The possibility of giving herself to the one she loved and then being rejected by him, her family, and friends too, was overwhelming. As intense as the fear was, it was instantly replaced by peace and confidence of greater power. She had made the correct choice. Something within told her Erin would remain and they would be protected.
"Let's swim before the storm comes," said Laitai pointing to the dark horizon as she quickly rose up, a happiness she had not known before flooding her heart.
Erin was amazed at the turn of events. The one he had missed most in the past months was the very one who was now intently watching him through lovely, large dark eyes, waiting to see what he wished to do. Erin loved the frank openness of her gentle but firm feminine ways. Although Laitai formed her own thoughts, she would yield them to Erin if he asked her to.
Laitai was the girl Erin wished to have for his wife. He had told her, using his own language, that he loved her, but he was not sure if she had understood, and he did not know the word in her language to tell her so. But were he to marry Laitai, which thing her parents would not now allow, it would only cause her grief, for she would become an outcast as was he. Erin did not understand she had already chosen to share in his sufferings.
Laitai moved off as though she were really going to the village instead of diving into the water, but instead of going on she quickly turned and pushed hard against Erin's shoulders, trying to push him over the edge of the rock. Instantly bracing himself with his bare feet, Erin turned and grabbed Laitai by the wrist and held on tight. Her smile and light laugh spoke of the affection she had for him as she saw the pleased look on his face at catching her. Laitai knew she could not get away from him, so she ran a few steps forward and leaped into empty space. Erin being pulled outward by her falling weight willingly followed and they entered the waters together.
Soon, the once distant clouds that had appeared as a dark line across the horizon were upon them, covering the usually clear blue skies with their blackness faster than a storm normally would. By the time Laitai and Erin were back on top of the rock after their swim, gusts of cool wind were sweeping across the land rattling the stiff palm leaves one against another.
"We must go!" said Laitai while pulling on Erin's hand when she noticed the bright sunlit afternoon suddenly turn dark. Wisps of white clouds were scudding along beneath an approaching green‑black mass, whose high, tumbling bulk brought to mind visions of a gigantic mountain about to cascade down upon them. Erin, who had been totally engrossed with Laitai knew the cloud sign of the impending storm too. Glancing at the swiftly moving clouds above, he immediately began running with Laitai toward the cave in the mountain where the Chief and his family stayed during a storm. His thought at first was to go to his boat and stay with it, but Laitai was not letting go of him.
By the time Erin and Laitai reached the Chief's hut most of the villagers had already headed for the caves. The wind now came in strong gusts that whipped the tall palm trees about as though they were toys. Drops of horizontal driven rain mixed with blown sand stung Erin and Laitai as they ran, then as they neared the refuge of the cave the drops became a torrent. The gusting gale pushed the two from behind with such force the only effort needed on their part was to keep upright and dodge large branches, palm leaves, and disintegrating huts which parts blew about them.
The wind and horizontally driven elements assailed the large entrance of the cave and was soaking everything not being held off the floor. Silhouettes and unrecognizable shapes moved slowly in the darkness that had descended upon them. People talked excitedly about the ferocity and the direction this unusual storm had come from. Never before had such rain been blown into their cave. They had always been able to build a fire near the cave entrance, but this day there would be none built. Even the floor of the cave was covered with water that came half‑way to ones knees. Long, large pieces of carelessly left firewood at the entrance had become lodged in the rocks and restricted much of the water blown inside from leaving, and now even their supply of fuel might not be able to be used because of being soaked.
When it was known everyone was safe within their cave, the men began sealing off the entrance so the rain would no longer blow inside. When this had been done the cave quickly drained of water, but still it was very dark and they had no way to start a fire as of yet. The remainder of that day and night was spent by the occupants staying close together for warmth, and listening to oft-repeated stories. This time the stories were mostly about bravery.
The following day the men, by much perseverance, got a small fire going. The hard won flame had to remain smaller than usual for there was no place for the smoke to go so it had to dissipate in the air of the large cave. But it did offer a little heat to drive out the dampness and all could see the familiar, friendly flame that cast shadows about the rough rocky walls.
It was the luminous flame moving above the modest fuel supply that revealed Erin and Laitai asleep at the far end of the cave. Their backs rested against the stone wall and there was but a single sleeping mat about their shoulders for warmth. The two blissfully reposed side by side, neither aware of the voices about them expressing surprise, and for Laitai sorrow and concern for her obviously having befriended a known liar. Laika, upon seeing the two, exclaimed that he had warned Laitai her decision the day before would be known. Then he told his father of the choice she had made at the bay to befriend Erin, and that she had risen from beside himself and gone to sit beside him. There was nothing the Chief could do to help his daughter. The fate that would befall her could not be changed. Still, while sitting with the solitude of his thoughts, he mused how he might help Laitai even though it would surely bring sorrow to himself also.
Storms had expressed their powerful fury and then passed away from their land generation after generation, but never had one ended more suddenly than this one. For two days there had been a constant, steady, shrieking of the wind accompanied with the drum of torrential rain. It was the sudden, absolute absence of this ever-present din that awoke everyone the third night. The booming silence was deafening in contrast to the screeching wind, that had existed just a few moments before. After someone spoke in a low whisper, another spoke a little louder, then another spoke also, and soon everyone was happily speaking of the amazing end of the strange storm. The men quickly took away the protective cover from the opening to the cave exposing to their view a radiant, soft‑white lit world before them.
From the entrance of the cave, far as the eye could see out across the vast expanse of ocean, the white topped, rolling waves were being touched by the jeweled hand of a brilliant full moon, inducing the waves to glisten and sparkle like mountains of moving jewels. These waves, as they moved toward the sandy beach to the left of the rock ringed bay, made a continuous muffled, rumbling roar.
When Erin stepped out into the cool night he, too, was amazed at the shimmering wet world of silver luster. Water covered the surface of everything and everything reflected the soft glow of the moon. People standing about and in front of Erin began moving downward to see what was left of their village, and room was made for him to see more clearly. Below and far to his left, the white beach had the look of a terra‑lunar world due to its uniform soft white coloring that matched everything else of the world about them. Across that same stretch of sand there were no longer twin black rails running from where his boat lay near the palm trees far from the waters edge. It was as though they had never existed. The pounding surf had dug them out of the sand and carried them away. Erin was back to where he had begun. He reflected on the labor represented by the lost logs so carefully cut and laid out, and how long it would take to remake them. The thought of extending his time amongst those who thought him a contemptible fool and liar disheartened him greatly.
Then his attention was drawn to the fact that more important than his leaving Orchid Island at the moment was the impending danger this lull in the storm might mean to these people. Erin was positive, because of the manner in which the wind had suddenly stopped, they were now in the eye of a passing hurricane. He could see majestic, towering, vertical, banks of clouds where now there should have been a cloudless sky. In a short while the storm would return again, but this time the winds would come from the opposite direction. Erin realized this was probably the first time a hurricane had ever passed directly over their island or the people would have known how quickly it could return. Most were already carrying their few possessions down the steep trail, believing the storm had completely passed.
"Laitai, the people must not leave yet,” said Erin earnestly as he turned and looked at his lovely friend standing close beside him.
"What is wrong?" she asked, perplexed.
"The storm is coming back! We are in the center of the storm where the winds do not blow now, but they shall quickly return!"
"How do you know, Erin?"
"Looking at Laitai, Erin realized how little these people knew of the world beyond their island and their stories. They needed someone to tell them of the world beyond their own. If they did not believe him to be an absolute liar he would be happy to help them, but there was no way to persuade them he was not a liar.
"Do you trust me, Laitai?"
"Yes, Love," and she used a word in her language meaning "one heart". This word Erin had not learned yet, but now sensed the meaning of. Unknowingly when asking Laitai if she trusted him, he had used a word meaning "to trust her life with" which was the reason Laitai answered as she did.
"Wait, Wait!" shouted Erin to the people as they headed downward. "The wind and rain are going to return from over the hills! You won't be able to come back to the cave! Look at the clouds!"
Some did look upward but they seemed to focus only on the large, bright moon. What if there were clouds? The storm had passed. That was all that mattered. No one really wanted to listen to the words of Erin anyway.
There was total silence for a moment after the words of Erin had ended, partly because of what he had said, and partly because they did not expect him to address them at all. And then it had been a strange storm, perhaps ... Then someone laughed from below. That touch of mirth sprang up as a wave of rebuke, troubling both Laitai and Erin. Even those standing nearby laughed at his words. Laitai alone stood with him, silent and pensive. As her friends moved past it was in such manner as to make it plain they did not wish to have anything to do with either of them. They had heard when Laitai told Erin she was one heart with himself ‑ they knew what that meant more fully than did Erin. The words swirling about Erin and Laitai as they stood apart from those descending was that of liar and fool. Laitai had severed the bonds of trust between her own friends and people. They would regard her as they did Erin. There was no turning back. In the eyes of her people she and Erin were of one heart.
"Tomorrow," thought Erin at that moment, "tomorrow I am going to ask if I may marry Laitai." However he had no idea if her father would speak to either of them now.
"Laitai, I love you," said Erin in his own language, then he said the same in her language using the same word she had used when answering him. He had guessed correctly. Laitai moved into the circle of his arms and melted thankfully against him. She would have no other friend now than Erin.
"Boom!" came the explosion of a cannon from the entrance of the bay below and far off to the right of where Erin and Laitai stood. A brilliant flash of orange flame accompanied by a ball of expanding, rolling black smoke leaped from the side of a large three-masted ship just having fully entered the protection of the high rock wall surrounding that body of water. The villagers who were yet above the level of the tops of the trees clearly saw the three swaying masts with limp, rag‑like sails hanging from the yardarms. It was a craft similar in shape to the one Erin had come to Orchid Island in, but was much, much larger, and it had spoken with a voice like thunder just as Erin said they could. Then, while all eyes were transfixed on the scene before them, a torrent of wind-whipped rain came sweeping over the mountain, burying every living thing from the presence of all but itself.
That blast of wind and weight of water was so great Erin and Laitai were almost swept over the ledge in front of the cave. Falling to the ground and crawling on their hands and knees the two young people forced their way back into the cave. The wind was sucking past the opening with such force it made a deep whooshing sound as it hastened about its seeming singular objective ‑ that of keeping people from returning.
Once inside, Laitai began placing wood on the smoldering flame while Erin returned back to the edge of the ledge where the trail led downward. He waited till he felt a hand groping about the narrow trail as a person sought the safety of the cave, then he pulled them upward over the edge and shoved them in the right direction. It was impossible to see or speak to those who returned. The world outside the refuge of the cave consisted only of driven, beating, stinging cold rain, and brown flowing water coming down the side of the mountain. Soon there were no more hands or arms groping about the narrow trail and Erin also turned and crawled back to the cave.
Half of the people had not returned. Those who had gone the furthest distance from the cave had no choice but to find shelter wherever they could. Though they would be safe and mostly dry amongst the outcropping rocks and boulders below, they would still become very cold before the storm had passed.
This time while the people waited in the cave there was a larger warming fire near the entrance, for the gale force winds got rid of the smoke immediately. Also, Erin was made to sit by the obviously happy Chief; happy his daughter was not a friend to a liar and fool. He was the first to thank Erin for helping the people and his wife and self back to the cave. Then the Chief began telling a story about the birds and the fish.
"When our land was first made, even before man came to live, no one knew who was to live here. Because this land was so beautiful the birds wanted this place, but so did the fish. The fish wanted the land not so they could live on it but because they were more in number. Because they filled the sea, it was felt they should also control the land. The birds gathered around the shore of our island and began contesting with the multitudes of fish that had come to dispute the matter. The birds said the fish had nothing to do with land and they should leave the birds alone. The fish, who before this time could stick their heads out of the water to both speak and hear, said the land was in their water so it belonged to them. They also reminded the birds that there were multitudes more of them than birds.
No matter what the birds said, the fish always replied that the land was theirs. Finally the birds stopped speaking and started building their nests. But the fish did not leave them alone. They were so many more in number that when they began screaming their loudest the noise made the birds want to leave. Night and day the fish kept it up until the birds were forced to find some other place to live.
But the shouting and screaming of the fish also bought The One Who Judges. When he heard what the fish had done to the birds, he told the fish to be silent ‑ and they were. Then he told all the birds to return at once, and they did. Standing on top of this mountain he told the fish there was enough water in the ocean for all of the fish. The waters were very wide and very deep. The world of land was small and shallow and not made for them. Why had they tried to destroy the happiness of those who sought to live there?
The fish made no reply, for they knew the truth had been spoken and they would not speak against the truth or they would become a liar waiting for destruction. So, although the fish had been shouting and screaming a short time ago for the possession of the island, there was not a single sound made by any of them.
"You shall not be able to hear in this land again, and your voices shall not be heard in this land again!" said The One Who Judges, and he left them.
"Fish all about our land began bobbing their heads up and down in the water as though trying to speak a protest, but not a sound was heard from them. For a long while the fish tried to speak, hoping they would be allowed to speak once again and to listen to the sounds of the world where the birds lived. Although they did not admit it, the fish liked to listen to the songs the birds sang, which were clear and melodious. But The One Who Judges had left and would not return unless he desired. There was nothing the fish could do. They could no longer hear the birds sing and they could no longer speak, so each went to his own place in the ocean. The birds still sing and live in our land, and the fish are still silent because of their evil way."
The Chief looked at those about the fire as he finished the story. "We have been as the fish! Erin has come from a land unlike our own and we would not let him speak the truth. We have acted as the fish. Now it is for Erin to speak and for us to listen lest The One who Judges comes and does to us as he did to the fish."
Because of the rapid, strange turn of events, Erin was speechless. He didn't know what to say, for there were no thoughts in his mind. Everything went blank because of amazement. Still, he was happy of heart. Even though these people had treated him as an enemy, they had done so according to that which they had been taught.
It was while focusing his thoughts upon what he should say that it began to hail. Large pieces of hail the size of large marbles splattered in the water outside the entrance of the cave, some bounced off rocks and a few bounced far enough inside the entrance they were picked up the young people. They were incredibly cold little rocks and melted faster than a jellyfish in the sun. When those who held one found it turned into a little pool of sweet water they immediately shouted for those about the fire to come and see the amazing sight. Because of the unrestrained excitement of the young people, the adults crowded near the entrance so they could see too.
"Look! Look!" said Erin as he grabbed up pieces of the hail. "This is the sweet water I said a person could pick up. This is ice!"
The people were thunderstruck! They could hardly believe what they were seeing. Hard, round pieces of white rock mixed with the rain were falling from the sky, and were bouncing all about the entrance of the cave. There were thousands of these never before seen pieces of ice right in front of them, and unlike the salty water of the ocean, they were sweet and incredibly cold. "Oh," thought the people as they watched the marvel, "Erin is a great teacher and serves the Great God, The One Who Judges. We had best not be like the fish. We had better listen to what he says!"
As quickly as the hail had come it left. One instant it was bouncing about the rocks and the next it was replaced once again by just the pouring rain. Soon all the ice melted, leaving nothing behind to mark its existence other than vanishing pools of water, and a memory that would soon be recounted in a true story to those seated about the village fire.
Once again the people seated themselves about the fire. This time, as a place was made for Erin beside the Chief, Erin asked if Laitai could sit next to him. If the Chief said, "Yes" then she would become his wife, for only the wife or wife‑to‑be could sit about the fire with her husband. Those not married and the children sat behind. It was how they had been taught.
"Laitai," called the Chief to his lovely daughter of whom he was now so proud, Erin has asked that you sit between us. Come and do as you have been asked."
Laitai stood and moved from where she had been seated near the entrance of the cave and sat between her father and Erin. All present knew Laitai was to be the wife of Erin, and that their Chief approved of this and was proud of his daughter who had stood alone for the truth as a Chief’s daughter should. After Laitai was seated, Erin spoke for a long while of big ships, of storms and the One who makes them.
It was late that night before Erin felt he could sleep due to the excitement of the day. Laitai, still sitting next to him, was quietly discussing with her mother where their house should be built, for it would be when Erin had a house built for her that he would be asked to sit between Laitai and her father before the village fire. When he sat between Laitai and her father she would then become his own "Lady Of Orchid," for such was the meaning of her name.
There was a great deal of excitement among the people as the winds subsided a little in the early evening of the next day. They had been cooped up in the cave for a long while and now wished to leave. They were also anxious to know how their friends below had withstood the storm. Some of the people asked Erin if he was going to leave on the mysterious ship, to which he replied, "No, Laitai and I are going to stay here." After he had repeated this a few times, a confidence grew among the people that they could depend on Erin to stay. All were thankful Erin loved Laitai and he was going to remain, and were proud of Laitai who had stood trustfully with him. An unknown world was suddenly opening before them and after seeing the strange ship and hearing the sound of a cannon for the first time, they had no idea what strange wonders and dangers it would hold. They needed someone they could trust to explain what was happening, and looked to Erin to do that.
Just before dawn Erin crept from the cave. He was going to find out what kind of ship it was that had entered into the bay. As he stood on the ledge outside the cave entrance, before he started down the path leading toward the bay, he noted the dark rising masts above the distant rocks, but the ship itself, or any of the crew, could not be seen. It was with hopeful and yet fearful heart he descended the pathway leading into the waiting growth of trees, and then to the ship. Once Erin reached the large rocks surrounding the bay, he climbed to the top of the tallest of them and lay flat atop it so he could not be seen. Moving cautiously to its edge he looked down and saw for the first time, in the dawn's faint early light, the entire ship. It had thirty‑two guns and its name was " Dolphin". There was not a soul to be seen moving about, but he could hear someone whistling softly. Soon the sky brightened and the early morning sun began to appear, tinges of orange and yellow streaked across the horizon and Erin faithfully watched the ship for a distinct clue as to the kind of men who sailed it.
"Why do you watch?" came the quiet words from behind Erin. The Chief had crept noiselessly and crouched down just behind him and was looking at the ship also. Erin, had been so intent on his mission he had not heard approach of Laitai's father.
"I need to know what kind of men it is who live on the big ship," replied Erin quietly. "Evil men kill. Good men are our friends. I do not know if these men are good or evil."
Erin was thankful the Chief was with him. He believed the Chief would know what to do if it turned out the men aboard the well-armed ship were pirates. But the Chief was thinking that he was thankful his new son-to-be was with him to take charge of the situation. These were men of his world and he was certain Erin would know what to do no matter what happened.
As the early morning streaks of dawn became silver white beams of sunlight spreading over the top of the masts of the ship, the one who had been whistling stepped out from the Captain's cabin onto the deck. Glancing quickly about the ship, the white haired, white bearded man dropped to one knee right there and bowed his head in silent prayer. Erin relaxed and gave a sigh of relief. The Captain of the ship was a man who trusted God. When the captain arose, he began whistling softly once more.
"Hello!" shouted Erin as he rose in plain view of the Captain and waved his arm so he would be seen right away.
"Beat to quarters!" roared the Captain, and he rang the ship's bell hard as possible. "Beat to quarters!" he shouted again. And the men of the ship came tumbling out of the forward and aft hatches armed with their muskets and cutlasses.
"Stand by to repel boarders! Stand by to sever mooring lines!" continued the Captain while glancing about the tops of the rocks, trying to determine how many invaders there might be, and from what quarter the attack would come.
"Captain," shouted Erin, "I am loyal to the King to whom you just recently prayed."
The Captain paused a second amongst all the confusion, then said, "Come aboard alone and identify yourself."
Happy as could be, Erin told the Chief that everything would be fine, and that he should wait where he was until Erin called for him. Running along the rim of the rocks, then jumping downward and following a series of sloping ledges to where the ship was tied, Erin stepped on the railing, then jumped lightly on to the deck.
"Erin Waterford, sir," he stated to the officer in command of the ship.
"Captain Jake Jacobson, of His Majesties' ship Dolphin," replied the officer, carefully looking at the young man standing before him "How is it you are upon this island, young man?" asked the Captain.
"I was shipwrecked, but things have gone well. The people are friendly and I like it here, sir." And briefly Erin told the Captain of his sea adventure and of being cast upon this island.
"I'm glad we both landed at a friendly port. A person can never tell what the natives of an island will do." responded the Captain after listening to Erin's story.
"The Chief of the island is up there on the rock where you saw me," replied Erin to the Captains statement as he pointed to the Chief who was standing in plain view, watching what was happening.
"Bid him come aboard," said the Captain, as he noted the Chief carried no weapon. Erin called the Chief and he, too, followed the same trail downward, stepped on the rail and dropped to the deck, where Erin introduced him to the Captain.
"Lieutenant Price," said the Captain after introductions had been made, "fetch my silver inlaid knife for the Chief."
"Aye, sir." replied the lieutenant, and he turned and headed for the Captain's cabin. In a moment he returned with the knife. It was the perfect gift. The Chief in the typical manner of his people smiled broadly when Erin told him it now belonged to him as a present from the Captain of the ship. The Chief, who was standing by the railing, sliced off a small piece of the hard wood, and was pleased how sharp the knife was, and how well it cut tough wood.
Erin reached out his hand to stop the Chief, but the Captain said, "Leave be, lad. It'll give the ship's carpenter something to do on the way home if he has a section of railing to replace."
"Lad," continued the Captain as he considered Erin, "I'm wondering why it is we've both been brought to this island. I've been through seas as bad as the one we just had, but I never commanded a ship where I felt I had been shoved into a port by the hand of God before. There was no possible way we could have sailed into this bay and miss the rocks on either side of the entrance had we not been piloted by God Himself. Our sails were shredded and there was but little answer to the helm. To the man of us we were resigned to certain death when we heard the surf breaking against the rocks. But when we saw we had been blown into this deep lagoon, and at the same instant the moon suddenly came out, I knew God Himself had brought us here, and so ordered the gunner to fire a salute of thanksgiving. You must be the reason we've been ordered here by the Almighty, so what is it we are to do for you?"
"I did ask God for help, Captain, but I didn't know it was going to come all at once!" responded Erin. He then told the Captain about the problems he had experienced and how help seemed to come all at once. "Everything has suddenly been heaped upon me for good. The people of the island trust me now and I would like to remain as a missionary."
"A fine calling, son. A fine calling," said the Captain with enthusiasm.
"Hey, hey!” shouted the chief to some men looking down from the top of the rocks. He lifted his knife high in the air so all could see it, and told them what it was.
As the Chief spoke the men began moving toward where the ship was tied. They then jumped aboard as though invited to see the knife their Chief had been given. Those above who had not yet jumped down, shouted and gestured to others still coming from the direction of the village and caves to hurry and see the big ship, and then they headed downward toward the ship too. They were all very excited about the amazing ship that had arrived from Erin's world.
"Lad," said the Captain, as he saw what was happening, 'tell the men they can't come aboard. This is His Majesties ship and order shall be maintained!"
Erin saw the problem too. People were jumping aboard and the Captain didn't know what to do. He didn't want to offend these people, yet he had to control what was happening to his ship.
"If you'll fire one of your cannon at that boulder over at the mouth of the lagoon you'll have no more trouble with them wanting to come aboard, sir." said Erin as he recognized an effective way to solve the problem.
"Gunner, open gun port six," ordered the Captain so loudly all the native people stopped their excited chatter to learn what it was about. "Take aim at the base of the large rock by the side of the channel," he finished.
"Please don't shoot just yet, sir. This is going to drive these people wild if I don't explain what is going to happen."
And Erin began shouting for them to leave the ship because it was going to speak with thunder, and they would not like it. Though they did not understand what was happening, they did know this was a ship from Erin's world and he did know. Immediately they all began leaving the ship and scrambling toward the top of the rocks in order to do as Erin said, and to witness the strange sight.
After explaining to the people what was going to happen, and for them to watch the large rock on the other side of the bay, Erin shouted, "Fire when ready, Captain!"
"Fire!" shouted the Captain, and immediately the cannons deep roar of a thirty-two pounder erupted from the side of the ship, accompanied by a flash of yellow fire and a black, thick cloud of smoke that began rolling across the face of the water. Instantly on the far side of the lagoon a cloud of dust appeared at the base of the large boulder and it rose as by magic upward in the air, tumbled end over end and fell into the deep blue water with a splash that sent a geyser of white upward, marking the spot where it had fallen.
"Smart shooting, gunner," remarked the Captain. "Secure six. Secure beat to quarters. Lieutenant set the in port watch," concluded the Captain.
"Aye, sir," the officer responded, and ordered the Bosun what to pipe to the crew, even though they all already knew. The Captain was in command of his ship once again.
The natives said nothing while waiting for the cannon to fire, or immediately afterward. Most of them could not move. Their strong men had moved rocks before but never as large as a man, and none could roll one half that size into the bay. And the noise the gun made was so great they could feel the power of it vibrate the air about them when it spoke. The people didn't know what to do or think.
Then Erin spotted Laitai. Running to her, he grabbed her by the hand and led her to the trail leading down to the ship, jumped aboard and bid her do the same. Although she was frightened, and would have left, she yielded her will to Erin and jumped after him.
"Captain, this is Laitai. She is to be my wife. Would you marry us in a Christian manner? If you will, then all I need to do is build a house for her and we'll be married according to the custom of the people here also."
"Of course I'll perform the marriage, son. But, what is this about a house?"
"Here," began Erin,"Laitai and I are not married until I have a house for her to move into. When the house is ready, her father will give her to me at a village fire and then she becomes my wife."
"Do you know where you want the house built?"
Erin asked Laitai where their house was to be built. Her expression spoke of the hope within as she told Erin where it was to be. To Laitai this was the true symbol of marriage.
"Yes, sir," responded Erin.
"Lad," beamed the Captain as he looked at the two, "You'll be married twice this day or my name isn't Jake Jacobson. Mark my word.
"Lieutenant, fetch my Bible here," ordered the Captain. And a marriage ceremony was begun right there on the open deck of the ship.
Erin said he would love and always take good care of Laitai. When he explained to her what he had said to the Captain, he then asked Laitai if she would tell the Captain she would be his wife? Her reply was that she would always like to be with him, and she nodded, yes, to the Captain.
"Fine enough. You are husband and wife," pronounced the Captain, and the men aboard gave a hearty cheer for Erin and his new wife.
"Lieutenant, draw up a marriage paper for me to sign for Mr. Waterford and his new bride. Bosun pipe a work party of twenty men. We're going to build a house for Mr. Waterford and his new bride today."
"Aye, aye, Captain," responded the Bosun smartly, and did as he was ordered. Soon the work party went ashore, which turned out to be most of the crew instead of just the original twenty. They were going to begin building a really fine house for Erin and his new bride that very hour, just as the Lord purposed and the Captain ordered.
Before the Chief's fire that night all the villagers, and the crew of His Majesties ship Dolphin, watched as Erin sat between Laitai and her father. From that moment onward she was his wife. This the people of Orchid Island understood, and were very pleased with. Erin was now one of them and Laitai was his wife. Yes, it was good, very good.
And that is how Erin was married twice in one day. Erin who had aspired to please God found God had done the same toward him.
Three simple questions - then the answer
Three Questions for which you have the answer - “The source for the force of gravity is:”
Question 1. Is it possible for energy to be either created or destroyed? In helping you make up you mind, I’ll quote Asimov in his “Asimov’s Guide to Science,” published in 1972 by Basic Books. In paragraph two, on page 364, we find:
“What Joule’s experiments showed (Joule worked 35 years on the equivalence of heat energy to that of work) above all was that such conservation could be made exact when heat was taken into account for, when mechanical energy was lost to friction or air resistance, it appeared as heat. Take that heat into account, and one can show, without qualification, that no new energy is created and no old energy destroyed. The first person actually to put this notion into words was Heinrich von Helmholtz. In 1847, von Helmholtz enunciated the “law of conservation of energy,” which states that energy can be converted from one form to another but cannot be created or destroyed. Whenever a certain amount of energy seems to disappear in one place, an equivalent amount must appear in another. This is also called “the first law of thermodynamics.” It remains a foundation block of modern physics, undisturbed by either quantum theory or relativity.”
Notice the sentence that I underlined. That thought shall be considered again later on. The conversion of dry ice into CO2 does not mean the mass no longer exists. Radiation from the sun striking a mass does not mean the radiation is no longer existent. That which has existed exists yet, and that which shall exist shall do so from what presently exists. Life, as rivers and mountains change, but that which comprises it continues on. Life is included here due to “life” being the agent that gives reason to what mankind does. Dead people do nothing. Where there is no “life” there is no organization of elements forming a body by which the life may evidence itself. When the life leaves a person, the body begins returning to the random organization of atoms it originally was derived from. There is no manner of understanding in the THEORY of evolution to account for the life of a person. It cannot be measured and cannot be touched, yet each of us posses life. It is interesting that the very element that comprises the difference between living and non-living is ignored. I suppose it must be this way because there can be no explanation for life by those who believe in the theory of evolution, other than to assign it a new name (annihilation, nothing, who knows, etc.) and then ignore the reality of it. Now on to question two.
Question 2. Is it possible to perform “work” apart from an energy source? Or, one may ask, is it possible to create a perpetual motion machine? Both ask the same question. To clarify the thought, I shall quote from “The Random House Dictionary of the English Language,” published in 1979. The eleventh meaning under the term “work” reads thusly:
“Physics. Force times the distance through which it acts; specifically, the transference of energy equal to the product of the component of a force that acts in the direction of the motion of the point of application of the force and the distance through which the point of application moves.”
The concept of work being equal to "force times distance" is basic to all manner of “work” performed. When an object moves, there must be an energy source to make that happen. If there is no energy source, then there can be no movement of mass. This, then, brings us to the interesting third question. If you agree with what has been stated so far, we’ll go on to the next.
In that it is necessary for an energy source to exist in order for mass to be made to move, and the force of gravity does this very thing, (causes mass to move in a particular direction) what is the possible source for the force of gravity? To quote an outside source concerning the work of gravity is unnecessary. Everyone knows this is a “force” in our lives and that it continually performs work. It is this force that we have to work against when climbing a flight of stairs, and that we have to guard against lest we slip when descending them.
There, of necessity, must be an energy source for this force to function, or the first law of thermodynamics is invalid. If this force is being created in all matter at all times, then the first law has a qualification to it - “the law of gravity is exempt.” Notice, also, that there exists no “pools” of gravity floating about the universe, causing unpredictable movement of planets. The force of gravity always associates with that of a mass. So, then, because it is continually performing work, it must have an energy source. What can it be?
Remember the sentence we were going to reconsider? Whenever a certain amount of energy seems to disappear in one place, an equivalent amount must appear in another. The angular momentum of our planet’s spin forms the magnetic field that deflects many small solar particles from reaching us living on the surface, so that energy source is out. The singular form of energy unaccounted for in our planet is that of its heat energy. This form of energy is not felt, nor is it directly observed by us. But this brings forth a serious problem. In that it exists, and we all know it does, what form of work is this vast pool of heat energy source performing?
In that work is equal to that of force times distance, it is requisite that if there be a force that there also be work being performed somewhere, somehow. There can’t be a heat source that does nothing. What is the heat source within our planet doing in the way of performing its share of work, keeping the concept “W=Fd” and the first law of thermodynamics intact?
Our planet expends 0.00444 kg. of mass in form of gravitational energy waves each second. Our sun expends nearly 665 pounds of mass in form of gravitational waves each second. Gravitational energy must have a source in order for it to exist. If not the heat energy within a solar body - what then? What do you think it is? There has to be an answer - c2=e/m.
The value of Planck's "h"
First of all, this is a very small numerical value, equal to the value of part of a wave of energy. What I wish to add are a few thoughts about the smallness of energy.
There is no way of knowing what the smallest unit of energy might exist as. We cannot even know what its physical dimension(s) might be. Of course, the size of the smallest unit of energy is relative to the entities surrounding it.
As it is now, all matter is comprised of frequency. The reason for this is that all matter is comprised of electromagnetic energy that changes in overall form as it moves. The greater the speed of the mass, the greater the density of the frequency in the direction of travel.
The interesting aspect of this concept is that there is the possibility of countless worlds all existing in the same spatial location – like millions of them all the same size and same mass, yet unaware of anything but a single one their body mass matches. This would mean that a person could remain in a single location and yet move from world to world. What would need to change is the speed of the frequency of the matter comprising the mass of their body. Whereas that of the human body is 186,284 mps, the frequency of another’s body would be slightly more or less.
Lastly, I would mention that mankind has a spirit. The spirit is that which animates a person. There is some value that seemingly must exist between the spirit and body. What kind of value this might be is a total mystery – it may not be a physical value. But, I would argue that your composition is of a greater value as spirit than physical. The physical is going to perish but the spirit is not. One is temporal and the other eternal.
So, is the smallest value of energy/mass that of the value of “h”. I would guess that it is not.
