One day, in some far off place and time, someone, or maybe some humanoid AI robot, will make a discovery about the universe and its origins, purpose and inner workings which will be so overwhelming, terrifying and wonderful, that once you get it, once you understand it, it will make you cry. And not just welling up a little. A long exhaling wail. Loud and long. The hairs on your whole body will stand up on end, a massive total body, tingling sensation will pass through you. I know this because I have already seen the truth. I know little about it. I just don’t know how to get to the truth. It is shrouded, covered in the thick fog of understanding and confusion. I can feel it, I have seen it, but the science that is needed to bring to a wider audience is missing. Maybe I’m not smart enough, or maybe I don’t have the cosmological and physics knowledge to piece it together? I know that God is at the centre of it. But he is not a person or a being, or a he. It is an ‘it’. It has no need fo...
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