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As the time passes…
Imagine a pendulum swinging from a high point downward where upon a tiny microbe lives its entire life during but a tiny fraction of the time it takes for the pendulum arm to swing down. Still near the top of the swing, the microbe’s entire universe seems to be not only falling, but slowing down as it falls. The microbe looks back to see from where it all began and sees nothing before the beginning of the fall and concludes that eventually, one day, its universe will finally stop at a bottom of nothingness, having no further down to go. It perceives nothing but eventual doom to all motion. The tiny microbe despairs at the notion of the end to all things and grasps for hope to enjoy its short ride into the abyss.
The microbe has no means to know of the make of the pendulum and thus no means to know that the arm upon which it lives its entire life will rise again up to the exact same height it was at when its fall began.
As material Man looks back in time, he sees the entropy of the universe and despairs at the thought that one day, it will all run down into nothingness, never to rise again, fore he does not see the make of the mechanism but to see that it is falling.
Yet as the society of Man falls from a height, he speculates that there can be no rise again of the once great Paradise that was, fore he can only see a past of falling decay, and after every rise, yet more falling. Yet he always seems to rise again. He knows this only by the recordings that do not fall as society falls. He knows that there might be another rise simply because he can see past the swing of the pendulum of society even if he doesn’t know of its make. But with each fall and rise, Man grows, Life grows, with each swing something remains documented and unchanged upon which a greater height comes to be.
The material Man cannot imagine that there will be anything that survives the fall of the universe, fore he sees only that all things fall to entropy. And yet with each swing of the pendulum of the universe, something does not change and adds to the next swing. In the environment of no chaos and the disturbance that it brings, what can stop the electron from orbiting its proton? The rise of each swing greater than the one before until one day that which does not fall, change, or decay is so much greater than that which does, the fall is but an equal part of all that is. The pendulum is more and greater than just its swinging arm.
Upon the next swing of the Perfect Pendulum, there will be yet another microbe and after that, another and another, another atom that did not decay. One day, the microbes will have to be in harmony with the Perfect Pendulum else be replaced by that which is.
Imagine a pendulum swinging from a high point downward where upon a tiny microbe lives its entire life during but a tiny fraction of the time it takes for the pendulum arm to swing down. Still near the top of the swing, the microbe’s entire universe seems to be not only falling, but slowing down as it falls. The microbe looks back to see from where it all began and sees nothing before the beginning of the fall and concludes that eventually, one day, its universe will finally stop at a bottom of nothingness, having no further down to go. It perceives nothing but eventual doom to all motion. The tiny microbe despairs at the notion of the end to all things and grasps for hope to enjoy its short ride into the abyss.
The microbe has no means to know of the make of the pendulum and thus no means to know that the arm upon which it lives its entire life will rise again up to the exact same height it was at when its fall began.
As material Man looks back in time, he sees the entropy of the universe and despairs at the thought that one day, it will all run down into nothingness, never to rise again, fore he does not see the make of the mechanism but to see that it is falling.
Yet as the society of Man falls from a height, he speculates that there can be no rise again of the once great Paradise that was, fore he can only see a past of falling decay, and after every rise, yet more falling. Yet he always seems to rise again. He knows this only by the recordings that do not fall as society falls. He knows that there might be another rise simply because he can see past the swing of the pendulum of society even if he doesn’t know of its make. But with each fall and rise, Man grows, Life grows, with each swing something remains documented and unchanged upon which a greater height comes to be.
The material Man cannot imagine that there will be anything that survives the fall of the universe, fore he sees only that all things fall to entropy. And yet with each swing of the pendulum of the universe, something does not change and adds to the next swing. In the environment of no chaos and the disturbance that it brings, what can stop the electron from orbiting its proton? The rise of each swing greater than the one before until one day that which does not fall, change, or decay is so much greater than that which does, the fall is but an equal part of all that is. The pendulum is more and greater than just its swinging arm.
Upon the next swing of the Perfect Pendulum, there will be yet another microbe and after that, another and another, another atom that did not decay. One day, the microbes will have to be in harmony with the Perfect Pendulum else be replaced by that which is.