Blink of an eye

Blink of an eye

That bygone flow arrives and

stitches together a series of nows..

Each now blinks and is gone

 new nows blink in their turn..

Each blink seems quick to say

 that we are blinded by time

that our viewpoint need change

that separation made time...

Our return to simple Awareness

heals and seals

beauty invades time...

A Farewell to Arms...Amazon review

5.0 out of 5 stars Charles Coon (polarityinplay.blogspot.com), March 30, 2014

By Charles R. Coon

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This review is from: A Farewell to Arms: The Hemingway Library Edition (Kindle Edition)

This is a most excellent Edition of a classic. The "value added" is the including of Forewards

by Patrick and Sean, Hemingway's sons, and the addition of the "Alternative Endings" and

"Beginnings" which Ernest Hemingway considered in his writing of Farewell. Patrick points to

what he considers the most important aspect of this Edition, the aspect of Erwin Schrodinger.

So, what does Patrick mean? Erwin Schrodinger was a physicist, famous for his Live/Dead

Cat mind experiment, in which the cat, before observation, is both dead and alive...a quick

course in quantum physics. This unknowing position is called a Superposition, and Farewell's

Catherine lived in that state until Hemingway could decide among some forty-seven alternative

endings...! In World War 1, Schrodinger served on the Austrian side, and Hemingway the Italian

side on this front of the war. Both died in 1961. Both received the Nobel Prize, Schrodinger for

physics, and Hemingway for literature. A quantum friendship..?

Endings

Endings

How he must have agonized..
Was his real Farewell ending 
a created Superposition..?
Until he visioned his ending
and his pen a choice recorded
Cathrine remained both dead and alive..
His Superposition offered forty-seven
choices shaded with life and death..
In many of forty-seven worlds
life and death were poised
in one waking moment:
A new spring morning beckoned
for life and an electric light
reminded him of her ending
the past night he had recorded..
The question for us in these
quantum musings:
Was his Superposition moment
 on that spring morning 
expressing his deeper and clearer
 truth..?  Or ours..?

"There are many more aspects of this

novel than are apparent at first glance.

This edition of A Farewell to Arms for the

first time makes available to the general

reader all the unpublished manuscript 

material that literary scholars have used

in their professional papers to define an

explain some of the less obvious aspects.

   For me, the most intriguing aspect is

Erwin Schrodinger." (bolding added)

-----Patrick Hemingway's Foreward in

Farewell to Arms

Who was Erwin Schrodinger..?

Both Schrodinger and Hemingway
served on the Austrian/Italian front
in WW1, Schrodinger on the
Austrian side, and Hemingway
on the Italian..
Both died in 1961..
Both received the 
Nobel prize:
Schrodinger in physics
Hemingway in literature..

Schrödinger's cat is a famous illustration of the principle in quantum theory of superposition, proposed by Erwin Schrödinger in 1935.  Here's Schrödinger's (theoretical) experiment: We place a living cat into a steel chamber, along with a device containing a vial of hydrocyanic acid. There is, in the chamber, a very small amount of hydrocyanic acid, a radioactive substance. If even a single atom of the substance decays during the test period, a relay mechanism will trip a hammer, which will, in turn, break the vial and kill the cat. The observer cannot know whether or not an atom of the substance has decayed, and consequently, cannot know whether the vial has been broken, the hydrocyanic acid released, and the cat killed. Since we cannot know, according to quantum law, the cat is both dead and alive, in what is called a superposition of states. It is only when we break open the box and learn the condition of the cat that the superposition is lost, and the cat becomes one or the other (dead or alive).

Farewell

Farewell

He bade Farewell to cruelty and pain

to war and lust and superpatriotism..

 Experienced love as seed was planted..

the seed germinated and bloomed in 

the happiness of his writing Spring..

Writing was his real home and there

each tragedy made his story whole..

Becoming the story he was a stream:

as writing paused he saw future bends

bends which shaped his happiness now..

In imagination his vision was clear

his perceptions were cleansed..

Tragedy lived as a virus lives

as appendage of a writing life-force..

Then when his writing light dimmed

the appendage gained strength

he sought for an end passing through

those forty-seven possibility doors..

Many doors marked a Moment

a vision of a Spring morning jolted

by electric remembering of death..

Finally his Farewell to simply walk

Walk away in the rain...

Forgetting

Forgetting

from Wordsworth

we learn that our birth

is but a sleep and a

forgetting..

Considering this moment

birthed just now brings

its separation and joy..

This birthing moment also

brings new forgetting

forgetting the before..

A purpose for life then

is remembering each 

new birth of forgetting..

Torus dynamics

  

Torus dynamics

It may be that
the entire universe
is shaped as a torus..
This simple doughnut
through its rotation
inside becomes out
and outside in..
Upon recognition 
it seems that all
reality is thus formed..
A center flow
channels upward
the curved energies
on each side..
In the channel
dwells a compressed
black hole which
becomes white..
White radiation then
curves with colors
and creation is 
laid down again...

Layers

Layers

Time distorts 

the reality of things..

One direction it claims

a forward path

as the only path..

But then perceiving

with eternal sense

time is illusion when

standing alone..

A new sense 

reveals time's twin

brings symmetry with

new found peace..

Reality reveals as

layer upon layer

canvas upon canvas

awaiting the last

brushstroke to

perceive the All...

The Doors

The Doors

William Blake

called for cleansing

of doors of perception..

Doors as separators of

oppositions and others..

Removing these doors

exposing the illusion of

 duality's independence..

Then perceiving anew

shocked by beauty 

an eternal glimpse...

The carrot

The carrot

The day is coming when
a single carrot
freshly observed
will set off a revolution.
-- Paul Cezanne (1839-1906)

Trust

Trust

Seemingly

does not arrive

from awareness

of separate self..

Separation asserts and

claims itself as all

we can know..

A suggestion dispatched

that real Awareness

brings trust..

Awareness reminds us

separation is not

separate but only

names and forms of

Itself...

Inside and Outside

Inside and Outside

So thru centuries

keeping separate..

excepting fringe poets

 knowers that

thru struggles find

the border marker

that Black line

need be erased..

Erasing the line

for some Thick

and others Thin

is revelation of

Oneness but also

stuck patterns..

Patterns which seem

true reality formed..

But by erasure

In and Out flow

is Reality unveiled...

Awareness without an Object

Awareness without an Object

In this place which

is not a place..

Our Awareness is aware

of itself..

With the inhale

sense the oneness

this transparent

high vibratory glow..

No objects attending

just Awareness aware

of itself.

Then the exhale

returns the object world

transformed in Now..

We project those objects

and find them immersed

in our lingering glow

with exclamation:

delicious..!

beautiful..!

To a friend

To a friend

comes these words..
My morning was filled
with an air filled grace
a trumpet Player
arrived with sounds
both Sharp and Sliding
Simultaneously
filling both outer
and Inner space..
I wished for you
to share these moments
an intention arose
for a future
Introduction... :)

The Well

The Well

An ancient symbol

of sacred form

finds upward flow

imagined gushing

of fountain waters..

Her intense longing

with this vision

the very ground

of her being..

The woman knew

so it seemed

from her birth

this upward sweep

of spirit within..

Yet the fountain

her stories veiled

 her life shadows 

 long concealed..

Then that day

a traveler came

at day's noontime

at the well..

A kindred spirit

 in astonishment 

a missing resonance

pierced her heart..

As on other days

to her village she

 returned but Now

with playful sound

 her messianic notes

were formed..

And with fortune

the traveler stayed

 more stories unveiled

filling the village

joy's grateful tones...

Viscosity

Viscosity

Our resistance
to deformation and flow
this is our thickness
 unwilling we are
to let go..
But letting go
is not being lost
the grittiness remains..
rubbing fingers together
feeling fine sand
the thinning of
what was before
thick shadows and
boulders of pain...

Spacetime

Spacetime

We and all

are enclosed and

interwoven..

This upper dimension

makes transparent

by observing 

without ceasing..

And more than

observing

actually creating

in each moment..

We and all

then notice and

reply and thereby

reform the creator

in readiness

for co-creating

anew...

Gravity

Gravity

In the chaos

with fragments flying

damaging crafts and souls

yet a tether remained..

Those past simulations

crashes experienced with

foreboding repetitions

for this mission..

On another plane

driving and driving

dulled unbearable pain..

Here the gravity

in this black hole

a command urgent

to simply let go..

Vicarious feelings of

a family's love

a dog's barking..

Then resignation

 outcome dis-regard..

Advice from a dream

located the oneness

 launch and landing

a knowing grace of

ends and beginnings..

On the movie,

Gravity..

Becoming the Sail

Becoming the Sail

Water wind and sail

what of the ecstasy 

of those who sail..

Those bright mornings

with water at peace

and those evenings

waves rough and roiled..

And the wind spirit

pressing powering and

yes destroying the sail..

The sail holding free

in a moment's haven

poised right there

 mid terror and peace..

They know quite well

ecstasy arrives in

 becoming the Sail...

the strangest thing

the strangest thing

let's look for someplace

where differences rule

and similarity with before

is hidden away..

here the questions loom
difficult and dense

pointing in directions 
daunting and veiled

most anxious perceptions..

we need now removal

and lucid sleep

awaiting sudden leap

finding once more

simplicity answers call
and with astonishment

 strangest no more..
but then over there
beaconing 
is the strangest thing...


"In any field, find the strangest
thing and then explore it."
John Archibald Wheeler

Hands

Hands

Imagined on the violin

the piano

work in spring garden..

These instruments of flesh

extended or not

create and produce

the work of our day..

connecting right and left

yet remaining 

right and left..

Is this the simple secret

of how we are...

Superposition

Superposition

A quantum word

with startling message

a new paradigm

painting reality anew..

A most demanding

out-there

must now come

under deep scrutiny

and finally confess

 her disguises

of full truth..

Now exposed

by an intruder

with grander claim

out-there

is introduced to

Superposition

who turns him

outside-in...

What the Bleep do we Know!?

It is my opinion that everything must be based on a simple idea. And it is my opinion that this idea, once we have finally discovered it, will be so compelling, so beautiful, that we will say to one another, yes, how could it have been any different.
--John Archibald Wheeler

The poetic Wheeler is a prophet, standing like Moses on the top of Mount Pisgah, looking out over the promised land that his people will one day inherit. 
— Freeman Dyson

Welcome to the What the Bleep Do We Know!? 
At the core of this film are provocative questions about the way we participate in an unfolding, dynamic reality. What the Bleep Do We Know!? proposes that there is no solid, static universe, and that reality is mutable—affected by our very perception of it. At the same time, the film acknowledges that reality is not entirely relative or simply created out of thin air. Mothers do give birth to real babies. Some things are more solid and reliable than others. 

Paradigm Shift
A paradigm is a philosophical or theoretical framework that holds our experience together and creates a coherent picture of reality—a worldview. What are the roots of our current prevailing paradigm? What worldview is articulated in What the Bleep!? What difference does our paradigm really make? Our worldview implies a way of knowing. This chapter also explores how to question claims of knowledge. What makes science, intuition, or channeled messages reliable or easy to dismiss?
Quantum Reality
What are the discoveries of quantum physics? What challenges do they pose to our current worldview? What do the discoveries of quantum physics tell us about the nature of reality? Many of the pioneers in quantum physics disagreed on the implications of their discoveries. Explore different explanations and perspectives on this mind-boggling science or add your own.
Creating Our Days
How can we create our days consciously and with clear intention? What is the scientific evidence for the power of intention? How can we know if our intention is having an effect? Here we explore both the extent and limits of our creative capacities and offer guidance on establishing our own practices for creating our days.
Healing the Past
How can we let go of old stories and shift the way we interact with the world? Here we explore ways in which emotional patterns can become biomechanical processes, and we introduce pathways to begin liberating ourselves from past conditioning.

--Excerpts from a Study Guide on the film by The Institute of Noetic Sciences and Captured Light Industries...