ONE’S NOT ENOUGH
It seems we may live in a multiverse. It’s not bad enough we live in a universe that’s an enigma to most of us, now physicists in the know, the ones who traffic in quantum physics, tell us that new universes are constantly exploding into being, it’s an ongoing never ending process; moreover, the universe we live in may have a parallel one, an exact duplicate of our own, with duplicates in it of ourselves. This is really too much, how would you like to meet yourself as you turn the corner? Currently, I don’t think there is any danger of that, we haven’t the capacity to see beyond the three dimensions with which we are familiar, but these innovative physicists talk about eleven dimensions or more to accommodate the phenomena they are speaking of. If there is more than one of me and you and so on, which is the real one? Does it matter? If we are both thinking the same thing at the same time, would we even be aware of it? Or maybe we are all just images, like reflections in a mirror. My favorite physicist at the moment is Brian Greene, who does his best via TV to guide ignoramuses like myself in and out of the intricacies of quantum physics and what it portends for our world. They seem to have suspended his show during the holiday season, maybe it clashes with the whole business of Santa Claus, the star of Bethlehem, the Magi, Christmas in general, which is a big business — you can’t tamper with it and stimulate the economy at the same time.
What make my hair stand on end are the black holes in the multiverse, the ones so huge and with a gravity pull so strong, anything that gets sucked in is never coming out. It’s the scope and the scale of everything that’s going on that sets my teeth on edge. So what are we doing here, in this terrifying, infinite, explosive vastness over which we have no control? Do we have to hide under the skirts of God, one god, many gods, or can we create a satisfying life for ourselves?
Quantum mechanics string theory posits that tiny, vibrating filaments of energy called strings are the most elementary ingredients in the universe. The strings in string theory, like the strings on a cello or a violin, vibrate in different patterns. Instead of producing musical tones however, the different vibrational patterns in string theory correspond to different kinds of particles. Just imagine — Greene illustrated it for us on his program: our universe is teeming with these infinitesimally small strands of energy that vibrate matter into existence. Isn’t this more fun and more exciting than a God with a bushy white beard who causes things to happen for no reason we can decipher, awful, some of them, like tsunamis and earthquakes.
Our thoughts — they are not matter, but they are energy — do they vibrate themselves into existence? Where does the pattern originate that makes you think one thing and me another? Is our consciousness, teeming with strings of energy the spawning ground?