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If you were a photon, wearing a wristwatch, your wristwatch would never tick. From birth to death it’s an instant. Though for others watching you hundreds of thousands of years may have passed. Time is relative to the observer. When the observer approaches speed of light, time slows down. At the speed of light it stops. And at greater than speed of light it reverses. That is to say what we say as cause and effect happen in reverse. But in that world, that is the norm. So one would never know. That anything is amiss. If you are a photon leaving the sun and reaching the retina of an earthling, the 9 minute journey seen by the earthling is instantaneous for you. You cover 90 million miles in zero time. Souls are like that. Timeless. Time doesn’t tick for them. Time is like a picture.

Imagine a 2D ant. Living in flatland. Has no idea of depth. Only length and breadth. You drop another ant on to this flatland. It seems to appear out of nowhere for the first one. Because “drop” is not conceivable. It requires a height or depth. And that has no meaning in flatland. If you were a 4D surgeon. And you had to treat inner ear infection of a child. You would not need to make a hole in the eardrum to get to the fluid behind it. You could just appear in the inner ear without travelling from any 3D direction, because you have access to the 4th. ...... There’s a little catch : The 3D patient would not see the 4D surgeon's instruments as they are. Only 3D projections of that. The flatland analogy is : If you put a sphere on a 2D paper, the 2D ant only sees the point of contact as it cannot perceive depth. ...... If you push the sphere through the paper the ant sees a circle which is a 2D projection of the 3D object. As the sphere passes through the ants, a circ...

Gravity is a strange thing. Take Quasars or quasi stellar objects for instance. These are essentially supermassive black holes in the center of face-on galaxies where one of the two polar jets point toward us earthlings. The jets are super bright ; Travels literally across the visible universe ; Are thousands of galaxies bright. Now it is said that no amount of nuclear power can generate that brightness at those distances. The only thing that can do that is - gravity. And I was thinking. Gravity - it can be gentle. Actually one of the weakest fundamental forces. But at scale, it is something else. Like a drop of water versus an ocean. Lisa Randall once gave an analogy about gravity’s relative weakness. She picked up a paper clip with a small magnet and said that the electromagnetic forces could lift it up despite the entire earth pulling against it. Which tells you how weak gravity is relative to the others. In fact they say gravity could be a "projection" from ...

Scene One : ---------------- It is dark. you approach an open doorway of a mansion. You are wearing a wrist watch which flashes a pulse of light at fixed rate. I am watching from a distance. As you approach the doorway I see the flashes from your watch slow down and stay on for longer with each pulse. You also seem to move slower than before. At the mouth of the doorway I see your light turn slowly on and permanently stay on as you stand motionless about to enter. But you never do. You stand still at the door. As if frozen. You see something totally different. The lights on your wrist continues to flash at the same rate and you step through the doorway as you had expected noticing nothing unusual whatsoever. Which one is really happening? Do you step through the door or not? From your point of view, your experience of what you see yourself do is the real one, the one that matters. The rest is an illusion that has no real existence. Your knowledge is the only true knowledge...

:: Hey where does this train go... can I take a ride ? : It goes to mystic places. A little dark a little dreamlike a little deep down and then again a little high. Want to come along ? :: Yes. Show me. : Hold my hand then. Sit beside. Now close your eyes to see. :: Ready. : Shall we go ? :: Yes. : Start at the teens maybe. You see these two adolescents discovering each other ... body and mind. No soul searches yet. See them ? :: Hm. : Then in youth. Another station. Awkwardness of adolescence matured into evolved individuals. Each with  possibilities but still choosing each other. They look lovely walking together... there. Can you see ? :: Yes I can. I do see them when I close my eyes. Now, then. : And then years pass by. They are full grown individuals. With unique identities. Seen the world and not unsure of anything anymore...good or bad. But they come back looking for certain something. Incomplete. Probably without ea...

"Her unblinking eyes have been staring at the world for 500 years. Her gaze still looks over endless streams of men...admirers, stone pelters, connoisseurs and the clueless ... From behind bulletproof glass. In Italian Mona is “my lady”. My lady Lisa. In French she’s “La Joconde” after her married name. In Arabic countries, it is derived from the given name Muna, meaning " unreachable wishes". Has it something also to do with the Indic “Mon” ? In life, she’s belonged to a merchant and in death, to Kings, countries and even a thief. But if you were to ask her she’ll say she’s ever known only one man. The one she opened her eyes to, as his final brush strokes brought her to life. The strokes you can still see on her face if you look close. We look at her ... she looks at him. And in her mind, that is where she belongs.   500 years flowing on the outside. One moment frozen on the inside. Behind bulletproof glass." ... ... ...

"That ball of nuclear fusion is rising in the sky and sends photons streaming through my window. Eight minutes journey as seen by me from across 90 million miles. But instantaneous from the point of view of the photon. And a hundred thousand years spent bouncing around before it could escape from the core. A core that burst into light 5 billion years ago when this star was born. From the same cloud of dust that the earth was. And the matter in our bodies too. Bathing with light and heat every 12 hours this pale blue dot that keeps my species alive day after day. A little tilt away and winter falls. A tilt closer and summer scorches. If this is not magic what is..." ... ... ...