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| April 17 @ Britt's house, I was preparing for a shoot when Harley pounces on top of the high chair. Wrong model. |
"... is the cat that leaps the cat that lands?"
Julian Barbour, The End of Time, pg. 46
My Father has an ultimate interest for science and the cosmos. He would sit on his reading chair by the veranda for hours reading books directed towards the universe and its existence, rereading pages as many times possible determined to get the "ultimate grasp" and understanding of all its mind boggling calculations and theories.
The few times I do come home to visit my parents my Dad and I would sit and chat, many times the conversations turning towards new discoveries he's learned about our infinite universe. Considering myself as one of the "common folk" in comparison to these super-beings my Dad, with some difficulty would translate this new piece of information (originally in the language called physics and mathematics) into layman's terms. About a million dead brain cells later my head would finally get a slight grasp of what was being explained. How remarkable these authors are!
One night after skimming through the subject on the rate and speed molecules in our bodies decay and replenish per second and attempting to get our heads around the proposition that time MAY NOT exist *pause* I remember asking: What keeps you going? I mean when you read these books?
"It just completely fascinates me... I am genuinely interested in this stuff."
My Father's response brought a slight rise of envy. I have never truly experienced a genuine interest for anything. Sure, phases with things here and there. But never (long) enough to consider it as "genuine".
The few times I do come home to visit my parents my Dad and I would sit and chat, many times the conversations turning towards new discoveries he's learned about our infinite universe. Considering myself as one of the "common folk" in comparison to these super-beings my Dad, with some difficulty would translate this new piece of information (originally in the language called physics and mathematics) into layman's terms. About a million dead brain cells later my head would finally get a slight grasp of what was being explained. How remarkable these authors are!
One night after skimming through the subject on the rate and speed molecules in our bodies decay and replenish per second and attempting to get our heads around the proposition that time MAY NOT exist *pause* I remember asking: What keeps you going? I mean when you read these books?
"It just completely fascinates me... I am genuinely interested in this stuff."
My Father's response brought a slight rise of envy. I have never truly experienced a genuine interest for anything. Sure, phases with things here and there. But never (long) enough to consider it as "genuine".
"Did you ever think of becoming a scientist?"
"I can say that I have a genuine interest in the universe. But I don't think I am "passionate" enough to actually to take that extra step."
According to Richard Dawkins the molecules in our bodies are replaced at 400 million million times per second (good grief). Therefore, every single second we are actually a completely different person (takes some time to sink in). Therefore, the cat that does leap to catch the swift is not the same cat when he lands.
I didn't really have a specific point I wanted to make. Seeing as this is my very first entry in my brand-new-spanking blog I thought I'd dedicate this to my Father. My best friend, my guide and ultimate sidekick in life.
This one conversation reminded me of how important it is to remain curious at all times about everything. Genuine interest and passion follows. And if not, if you stick to something long enough the worse that could happen is that you get good at it (thanks, Juan).
Got to keep a few things constant in our lives with all the changes happening within and around us. They say a cat has 9 lives. Apparently we're all living a new one. every. single. second. for the rest of our lives.
"I can say that I have a genuine interest in the universe. But I don't think I am "passionate" enough to actually to take that extra step."
According to Richard Dawkins the molecules in our bodies are replaced at 400 million million times per second (good grief). Therefore, every single second we are actually a completely different person (takes some time to sink in). Therefore, the cat that does leap to catch the swift is not the same cat when he lands.
I didn't really have a specific point I wanted to make. Seeing as this is my very first entry in my brand-new-spanking blog I thought I'd dedicate this to my Father. My best friend, my guide and ultimate sidekick in life.
This one conversation reminded me of how important it is to remain curious at all times about everything. Genuine interest and passion follows. And if not, if you stick to something long enough the worse that could happen is that you get good at it (thanks, Juan).
Got to keep a few things constant in our lives with all the changes happening within and around us. They say a cat has 9 lives. Apparently we're all living a new one. every. single. second. for the rest of our lives.
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