In An Honest Search For Knowledge, You

I Belong To Those Theoreticians Who Know By Direct Observation What It Means To Make A Measurement. Methinks It Were Better If There Were More Of Them.

The World Is Given To Me Only Once, Not One Existing And One Perceived. Subject And Object Are Only One. The Barrier Between Them Cannot Be Said To Have Broken Down As A Result Of Recent Experience In The Physical Sciences, For This Barrier Does Not Exist.

Whence Came I, Whither Go I? Science Cannot Tell Us A Word About Why Music Delights Us, Of Why And How An Old Song Can Move Us To Tears. Science Is Reticent Too When It Is A Question Of The Great Unity – The One Of Parmenides – Of Which We All Somehow Form Part, To Which We Belong. The Most Popular Name For It In Our Time Is God – With A Capital ‘g’. Whence Come I And Whither Go I? That Is The Great Unfathomable Question, The Same For Every One Of Us. Science Has No Answer To It.

Consciousness Is A Singular Of Which The Plural Is Unknown. There Is Only One Thing And That Which Seems To Be A Plurality Is Merely A Series Of Different Aspects Of This One Thing, Produced By A Deception, The Indian Maya, As In A Gallery Of Mirrors.

We Must Not Wait For Things To Come, Believing That They Are Decided By Irrescindable Destiny. If We Want It, We Must Do Something About It.