by dan Mon Apr 14, 2014 2:55 pm
Yes, we do suffer from the tyranny of atoms. To begrudge atoms is like howling at the moon, but therein lies humanity.
There is are some easy ways out, such as emergentism. With a strong emergentism we somehow transcend that tyranny, long enough to curse our own hubris. And there is plain old dualism, wherein we can daydream of shucking this mortal coil.
Or there is the panacea of pantheism...... we embrace the atoms to become one with them, blessing their little hearts, as we paddle our canoe back to the sea.
But, no, for some reason I can't quite settle for these escapes. I mean to take back the world, to show it a thing or two. You don't need to tell me about hubris. I take the side of God and the angels, and then some. Why settle for anything less than apocatastasis, for heaven's sake?
But somehow those pesky little atoms are able to muster a daunting defense. Lonely are those who cannot resist their challenge, spending our lives tilting at those minuscule windmills. What a comedy it must be.
So, yes, I'm just a poor phenomenologists, left to puzzle at what might lie behind the phenomena, if not those stubborn little buggers.
Ok, then, let's just let the noumenon be 'information'....... Doesn't that get us half way to our goal? But then where do we put the aether, the prana? How de we breathe fire into the bits and bytes?
Not believing in atoms, I can hardly settle for bits.
Ok, so bits are to a narrative what atoms are to history. That is a bold statement, but where is the evidence?
Each emerges from the other, only to disappear in the end. If they do not support our sojourn, how do we support their's? Clearly there is a mutuality that is partly expressed by the mysterious quantum.
How can we have an economy without bitcoins, or such? How can we write a book without words? I don't begrudge the words until they tyrannize the story. Then there are the trees that prevent our seeing the forest.
Atoms wax tyrannical within the modern mind. How may we cut them down to size.... push back against their hegemony? Can there not be a compromise? Must there be a total rout? Is immaterialism not going way over the top?
All I seek is the best possible world. Atoms..... we can't live with them, we can't live without them!
In the quantum world, atoms don't exist, but, still, they manage to leave their muddy tracks on our best possible furnishings. How else to explain the sunburn that detracts from the best possible sunset? Those pesky little UV's. It may take more than SPF100 to tame them.
Atoms and photons are hand and glove. That is part of the problem. It may also be part of the solution. Photons do not exist in a vacuum, literally or figuratively. Oh? Photons materialize only in the company of atoms. So how do they manage to get all the way from the Sun to the flower? No one has a clue, despite all the hand-waving, thereabouts. And why should we care? Why not just let the philosophers worry about it? As an eschatologist, I don't think I speak out of turn, in suggesting that our fate may hang by that thread.
Despite the sunburn, I urge that we be nominalists/occasionalists wrt to photons and SPF100. They are like the notes in Berlioz' Fantastique, up to and including that last note, struck full force on the bass cymbal! They are the punctuated sonic equilibrium. Do I sound like Johnny one-note? But, without that note, how can we tell the Fantastique from the Te Deum? Try playing it without. It's absence might be louder than it's presence. It would certainly cause more notice.
UV's are the mathematical concomittant of the IR's. Are mosquitos the concomittant of the bumble-bees? Mosquitos are not creatures of the art gallery or the symphony, admittedly, but.......
I'm talking about ecology, whose arbitrariness may be slightly overrated. Even the extinction events may have a place in the BPW, wrt the cosmic aesthetic.
Do the words make the stories, or do the stories make the words? The words connect the stories. They are the relata. They are, sometimes, the fulcrums, other times the levers. They seem much more real when viewed from afar, and askance. Stare too long, and they begin to shape-shift.
Atoms are vital, and where would they be without that vitality? Do they lose vitality when pegged to a CTC? I doubt they can so easily be pinned or chloroformed. Ask TSE.
Am I just a blinking relationalist? Relationalists suppose that the universe could be shifted ten feet to the left, and no one would be the wiser? Maybe, but who's going to do the shifting? Would we not have to crawl out of our skins? Galilean invariance is wonderful as long as you don't take it too seriously. Physics is a tissue of abstractions. It allows us to sleep like babes in the woods.
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