'Where does vacuum energy go?'

I answered the question.

The hypothesis in the op is that vacuum energy is the strong force. I’ve also been talking about oblivion being everything and nothing at all

Which proves it’s the strong force.

When people don’t respond to the actual answers of their op, I talk about other things.

Derailing has never been a problem in my own threads. People do that all the time to me.

I treasure their derailments. We have a different philosophy of ILP.

The topic always comes back to the OP

and this one: Knowledge...Where did it come from? - #124 by Ecmandu @Flannel_Jesus

To be fair, though, I did respond late to your “answer” to my OP.

Let’s think about this.

Obviously vacuum is a relative concept. I was just talking about this in another thread.

Everytime I open my door I walk into an earthly vacuum. It’s not a true vacuum. We all know that.

We have things and space. But space is what holds the gravity, not the other way around.

If I made a black hole here…. The earth would be sucked up in an instant. It’s more powerful than what you think gravity is.

Alright, you win. You’ve cleared the world that was this thread, you’ve defeated its boss (the OP). But your princess is in another thread!

When a plane is at 40,000 feet …

And a window is shattered, people are sucked out of the plane.

More vacuum energy.

A sum is of it’s parts is measured in the entirety of everything. Accounting for everything is incomprehensible. Noted, I still invest in the constant of realistic forces.
That being gravity, compression, and even physics. This is why i believe in rubber band theory. One day eventually along the lines of time and space… time will consume space and rubber band back into itself. There’s math to deduce this.

I absolutely love this. accountability was a key factor in this timeous education of knowing and not knowing. Like the predisposition of ‘free man’ nobody learned they were free until they saw the scale of freedom enclose them in shackles. Nobody was learned to fly yet only wished and so forth. When that golden rule is a boomerang that rebounds into dimensions it retracts retracts and excretes into another hole. Nobody muted the remote and so forth contradiction to the valid if you suppose. It’s easy to believe yet to decern the positives might attract negatives and so forth. Space conditions apply. Fighting authority the authority always wins, it’s best to think we fought the authority and already won in scenarios already transpired between mutual minds. Satisfying the dissatisfied was always satisfying.

decern. yeah… maybe they’ll decern themselves ;^)

the science is well known, yet… not fully understood

hehe snort

Yeh I don’t fully get it either just barely now learning about it.

That’s interesting Ichthus.

I can remote control all of the cosmos with my mind. It’s not about being remote controlled if you remote control people. When you remote control people you are stuck here.

When you get old enough like me…

There are no more words to speak.

There are no more pictures to send to people minds.

There is no more music to listen to.

No more movies to make.

No more books to write.

There’s no more politics to do.

No more spiritual traditions to follow.

You just want to be dead.

To add to this…

I finally found my family. It’s the eternally dead, those in oblivion who have no mind and don’t want to be called back. I protect them from humans while I’m still here with a mind.

I have choices. I can build a new dimension so they are called there instead of here, or work for oblivion again. It’s my family. Humans are not my family.

You should probably stop assuming they have no minds if they care about not being called back.

I hope I never get old like you, Ecmandu. How dare you make me admit I’m not actually old.

Or are you really old if you’re still using words? So which is it? Aren’t words a way of remotely … understanding each other?

I’m going to sleep. I am of the mind to wake up later. Until then I’m going to have zero mind, if I’m lucky, or only dream good dreams. Thankfully my bodybrain will reboot my mind for me when it’s time to wake up. However, sometimes my mind doesn’t get the freaking message to even go to sleep. Other times, my viscerally dreaming bodybrain seeps in to my conscious awareness. And still other times, instead of my bodybrain rebooting my mind, my mind interrupts my viscerally dreaming bodybrain…And I wake up when I just want to stay asleep and keep dreaming. I do like to be awake from time to time. I don’t live in a warzone. Yet. But my bodybrain does most the time I remember it.

Do you know that song by The Doors about the day destroying the night and the night dividing the day? Being awake destroys sleep and sleep divides moments of waking. Individuation destroys assuming everyone feels the same way you do— differentiation. Realizing everyone does at least experience in their own way as a person (generalizing) divides your assuming you are the most conscious person in the universe.

There is a great gulf fixed between our individual visceral experiences and our individual minds.

The mystery to me is how my mind could wake up before my bodybrain is even awake. My I … I … must be a third thing. And yet all 3 are one.

The universe is like that, too. Nothing exists that is a mere 1… every thing is a whole greater than its parts…

See previous reply about energy going everywhere… where being the wrong word.

You are too old for words? I’m too young for bullshit.

In terms of using words Ichthus .

As long as I’m stuck here, I’m going to teach.

Personally. I’ve transcended words.

But I remember how to escape.

It’s to teach and protect.

Can you teach the music theory of the universe? Math that actually physics? Physics that does not contradict itself?

To one person only?

Never mind.

runs away

What? You mean the music of the spheres?

Aliens listen to the songs of planets moving.

I’m not an ET. I’m a transcendent being called back from oblivion.

I can talk to you about everything.

Musicians have been trying for so long to make the perfect song. They call it the great work.

The more you understand I’m trying to get away from everyone is the more you understand me.

It’s not easy to do.

Nothing in existence is perfect. I’m just trying to get home. Oblivion.

Imagine even allowing the photons to enter your mind reflecting off of the electronic text that comes from your… being.

Because honestly even the most lowly wretches of existence still exist. Minimum threshold.Cockroaches do exist. But who willingly lets them into their home? Only a fool.

To all. Here is a little taste of my frustration.

See if you can spot the incoherencies.

Light’s Dual Nature

Electromagnetic Waves in a Vacuum

A photon particle oscillates like a wave




Would be cool if any of that meant anything