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TIME FIRE

December 15, 2009 JWise Moments

Dr. Justin D. Aslinger scientist and author

This afternoon, I had the opportunity to meet and speak with an extraordinary young scientist who may be the emerging new voice for Protophysics. As I attempt to share a condensed version of how our discussion progressed and some of the topics we covered, there may be gaps where the depths of our talk swung beyond my comprehension. The scientist I’m referring to is Dr. Justin D. Aslinger.

It was a random moment at our local Starbucks where I bumped into Dr. Aslinger and noticed he was reading “Protophysics of Time: Constructive Foundation of History of Time Measurement” by Peter Janich. As I have an intense interest in the subject of time, I struck up a conversation. The doctor tried explaining the dilemma of protophysics, which attempts to ascribe an absolute background geometry to space-time without knowing the correct formula of geometry for measuring or describing space-time accurately, part of the reason why protophysics never gained traction with the scientific community.

He went on to describe his efforts in the field of explaining space-time to help guide humanity through the hurdles we face as we approach the year 2012. Two-thousand twelve is the window we will walk through to become aware of our inherent perdurantistic qualities, which means our currently disconnected temporal parts will awaken to the fourth-dimensional reality and thus will acknowledge our existence in a new measure of knowledge of time as a physical dimension similar to the microscopic world we have come to know through the sciences only in the last couple of hundred years. Currently, we are stuck in what the Mayans could have regarded as the Endurantistic age, only believing in the third dimension and disregarding any potential reality that might exist outside of our immediate observation. Although many people would say they believe in god and that god may have an impact upon their lives, they do not connect science, the physical world, and the spiritual realm into a continuum of reality and existence we could be consciously aligned with, but this is precisely where 2012 is taking us.

Dr. Aslinger is also trying to create a paradigm-shifting software tool to help society with this transition called Time Fire. T.I.M.E. F.I.R.E. is an acronym for Temporal Immersive Multidimensional Enlightenment For Intraspecific Rebirth Emergence – a mouthful for sure. What this means is that we, as the human population, must escape the boundaries of time and space limitations of our current set of senses to become cognizant of the multidimensional world in which we will peer across time through space and thus be reborn within our species as a newly enlightened sentient human with access to the fourth-dimensional world we actually exist in.

One of the first steps on this path will be the introduction to his new theory of time. In Dr. Aslinger’s conception, time is a particle that is dividing like cells in a human body. This division is an exponential process where one particle gives rise to 4 new particles, then the five collectively produce 20, becoming 25, followed by 125, 625, 3,125, 15,625, 78,125, 390,625, 1,953,125, 9,765,625, and so on until after 23 iterations we are now over three quadrillion particles of time and so on, again and again, moving forward with time – a hyper exponential model should be apparent to anyone at this point through this kind of mitosis theory of time. According to this model, time is divided in every instant, although the Dr. admits he does not know what that instant is or how yet it could be measured.

He also tried to explain space-time in relationship to infinity, saying that over the course of the life of the universe (approximately 14 billion years) that, time is all matter, including the more mysterious and as of yet unexplained dark matter. Dark Matter (which comprises 95% of the universe) is responsible for the gravitational effect on visible matter because, in reality, time is a physical phenomenon similar to an atom, and as we learn more of Aslinger’s theory of time, we will come to understand that time is the very building block of all matter, both visible and unseen in the universe. Anyway, what happens is that as time particles have been dividing over the previous 14 billion years, they have stretched the universe to what we understand as infinity. If we could build a spacecraft that could take us to the edge of the universe at the precipice of infinity, in that instant, we would recognize the edge of space-time, but the by then immensely exponential division that would occur in the next instant would again push the border of space-time to yet another immeasurable expansion of the universe.

So what are we doing here in time? Time is the substrate used by the brain much like a train traveling down a rail, allowing the brain to act as a temporal imaginative mapping edifice translating dimensional morphogenetic transitions (changing or interpreting an ever-changing moving forward reality). Time is the universe the brain rides upon, the brain is an interpreter of time, all things are time, made of time, in time, and everything, and all things are manifestations of time as all things exist within time, made of the very fabric of time. We are surfing or swimming within the particle soup of time. As time moves forward, we, too, are being thrust forward with every instant that comes into existence from times march forward.

Interestingly, I start to surmise that if time is moving forward and it is a physical presence, then due to the ever-increasing abundance of time from its exponential division, isn’t it also possible that with all of the previous time particles that are now abundant throughout the universe that we should be able to travel upon that rail of time, forward and backward? After all, isn’t the Hubble telescope photographing light that has traveled across time, showing us that for us at this moment, the past is right before our eyes? Sorry about my naivety regarding relativity and probably a basic law or two of physics, but I am but a layperson trying to tread water in Dr. Aslinger’s world.

In a previous paragraph, I referenced people’s belief in God and the spiritual realm. This area was also of particular interest to me, and I asked Dr. Aslinger to expound his thoughts in this regard, to which he obliged. He believes we have a multi-dimensional soul, a soul that extends beyond the physical boundaries of our bodies, and that this idea of the soul is, as of yet, an undiscovered energy, fractal energy. This new energy is a mechanism of communication and existence for entities beyond our perception who live in that substance of time in a spectrum of light and energy invisible to us humans due to our blindness to the fourth dimension. Our souls are actually energy fields that radiate beyond ourselves (some see this as auras) and, through the grid of time, influence and accept influence from other waves of fractal (soul) energy. Our karma plays a pivotal role in how the shape, form, and frequency of our energy are manifested. This manifestation is best described within chaos theory and strange attractors, where chaotic motion gives rise to these strange attractors that vary in detail and complexity. So, as our soul and karma are forming during our lifetimes, our actions help shape the soul, detailing how complex and intricate our energy or soul should appear as it matures. Conversely, this shape also acts as a strange repelled, keeping those of bad karma or soul away from our personal space. This doesn’t always hold true, though, as chaos and fractal energies are pulsing, flowing, influencing, and changing with the expansion of time.

Other souls without organic beings are ethereal bodies whose shape arises from taking a dimensional form built upon and encased within time (as we are) organized by a coalescing of fractal energies (just as our bodies utilize plant and animal matter in the generation of energy that drives our nervous systems and generates heat within our organic shell). From this plane of existence, which some scientists see as the multiverse or parallel universes, higher energy (older) souls travel the surface of multidimensional reality and, on occasion, collide with our plane of thought. The multiverse and its individual iterations are possibly other planes or frequencies of higher-order time. Higher-order time may be an ascent that the soul climbs over time on its way to true enlightenment or nirvana, culminating in Godhead. This might explain divine inspiration, communing with the dead, artistic and scientific inspiration that appears to arise out of the blue as this spiritual energy collides with our world and our souls.

How does one influence the shape of their soul to make the transition to 2012? We must work to improve our soul health. Love, nature, and experiential growth come together to show us beauty, which inspires confidence for the growth of maturity. We must embrace these cornerstones and recognize how we impact the natural order of things via this shared quantumspace (the simultaneous space occupied by the energy of all things occurring in the same moment of time). When we improve our soul shape and good karma directs us towards love and beauty, we are also improving life in the universe, the universe that we will move into as we give up our organic form. In 2012 we may begin to see into this world, into this quantumspace and then we will begin to understand how our negativity, war, feuding, and fear retards our souls’ growth and its impact upon the ethereal bodies who are trying to elevate our collective knowledge so that upon our new birth into what some will call heaven we will enter a universe of life that is being painted by the very experiences we share through our fortuitous moments as an organic being collecting images being created by imagination and our constant transfiguration of reality, art, and nature.

Through fear and an inability to embrace new experiences, we drain the energy of soul growth needed to transcend our current physical/organic being. Living in repetition, watching television reruns, listening to the same 1000 songs we’ve listened to since childhood, when the world has a collection of over 3 million songs, going to the same place for vacation year after year, watching one more iteration of men throwing a ball down a field instead of playing the game themselves, limiting our diet to the foods we already know, and not waiting to learn about, foster, nurture, and embrace love – our soul stagnates. We must love ourselves, life, and others. We must love animals and plants, water and sky, mountains and deserts, our imagination, and our human potential. We must throw off the voices that instill fear, consumption for the sake of finding identity, and your fear of the unknown. We ultimately enter a great unknown where time is infinite, and your new experiences may be infinite too, but it will be our soul growth and maturity of spirit that will dictate how that human energy bestowed upon us will transition to the fractal energy universe of time that is building a home in space for those of us whose souls are equipped and ready for the shock of seeing reality for what it may really be.

Going Home

December 13, 2009 JWise Photo of the Day, Travels

Bright Angel Lodge at the Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona

Attention: Well, this is embarrassing. I didn’t post anything at all about this day we were driving home after signing the big check to raft the Colorado River, so here in late 2022, I’m adding what I can. You’ve been warned.

Sure, we arrived at the Grand Canyon yesterday knowing things were snowy, but somehow we missed the weather report that said snow overnight was expected. We’re not prepared for this in our little Kia.

Road out of the Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona

I want out of here ASAP. We were assured that the road was graveled recently and that we shouldn’t have any problem but that doesn’t mean we weren’t white-knuckled and severely puckered about this escape from White Hell.

Heading towards Flagstaff, Arizona

Cold black pavement, that’s what we need, and more of it.

Wintery day in Arizona

If it snows past this point, it’ll be snowing in Phoenix when we get home. Good thing that never happens.

Going Rafting

December 12, 2009 JWise Photo of the Day, Travels

And then the malevolent snowman whispered unto me, “Yellow ice custard, dripping from a cold mule’s eye. Snow igloo canyon wife, digitalis priestess, Boy, you been a naughty man you let your thermals down, I am the iceman, they are the icemen, I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob”. Then he winked and said, “Seriously, I am not dead, I’m merely frozen.” I don’t know if I got the shivers because I was cold, enlightened, or maybe a little crazy. But here we are out at the Grand Canyon National Park.

On the snowy Rim Trail at the Grand Canyon National Park on December 12, 2009

After the snowman gave us instructions to follow the long and winding snow path that leads to your door, we were soon walking rim-side bundled up and warm with my tripod gently weeping. Along the trail, we can’t help but notice all the cold people begging the question, where do they all come from? Ok, enough of the Beatle’s homages. We are here in the Grand Canyon for serious business. Today is Caroline’s birthday.

Snow covered rocks at Mather Point in the Grand Canyon National Park on December 12, 2009

Up before dawn, we left Phoenix around 6:30 for the 217-mile (351km) drive north to the canyon. Snow and cold greeted us not far from Flagstaff and stayed with us for the rest of the day. Along the canyon rim, the roads were snowy but drivable without chains – slowly. Our first stop was at the visitors center, followed by a short walk that took us out to Mather Point (this photo is just above). While we had on long undies, down vests, gloves, and hats, it was immediately obvious we would need to don our shell pants and jackets, fleece jackets, and the all-important balaclavas. With cold ears burning at your skull, all the core warmth in the world will be for nothing. All wrapped up, we were ready for a serious hike.

Snowy Grand Canyon shrouded in fog on December 12, 2009

First, though, we slowly drove to the Bright Angel Lodge, checked in, and lunched at the El Tovar before embarking into the cold outdoors. With a canyon full of fog, temperatures of 29 degrees (-1c), and a wind chill of 23 degrees (-5c), we were not about to slog down the Bright Angel Trail to Indian Gardens on this fine frozen day. Our options were sipping hot chocolate at the lounge in the El Tovar Hotel or a casual stroll 2.8 miles back to Mather Point along the Rim Trail and a bus ride back. We knuckled down and took the cold, hard adventure.

Caroline Wise signing our deposit check to raft the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon on a Dory in 2010

Speaking of adventure. Yes, we are in part here since today is Caroline’s birthday, but we also have taken ourselves cliffside to commemorate the signing of a check that is a deposit on an upcoming Grand Canyon adventure, which, for the two of us, will likely be one of the greatest experiences of our lives. It was just our luck that two people canceled their reservations for an 18-day dory trip on the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon. After many a conversation with nearly all the girls who work for the wonderful company OARS who answered all my questions, sent me literature, and dealt with even more phone calls, we finally received our invoice with instructions to send in our deposit. Not satisfied with just signing another check, I needed a momentous location to bear witness to our probably-once-in-a-lifetime grand adventure; what better backdrop than the Grand Canyon itself?

Late afternoon view into a foggy and snowy Grand Canyon on December 12, 2009

Now, with the ritual accomplished, there was little to do besides take in the foggy, mysterious beauty of the canyon on a day like no other we had seen while visiting this National Park. Other visitors shivered and walked briskly; we lingered and inspected the wintery details around us, staring into what should have been an abyss, where occasionally the fog would lift, and hints of the breadth and grandeur of this place that lay shrouded in winter hiding below would be exposed only to fall back into obscurity as air currents changed and fog once again blocked our view but opened new horizons of imagination of just what the many faces of the Grand Canyon can show those who desire to witness their beauty.

Everglades National Park

November 17, 2009 JWise Photo of the Day, Travels

Caroline Wise about to eat a half frozen still raw fish at Robbie's Marina on Islamorada, Florida

Attention: I’ve been updating blog posts where I either only posted 1 photo or maybe a couple; well, on this entry, I posted seven images, but reviewing it at the end of 2022, I felt I could easily double that number so that’s just what I did. All photos are from November 17, 2009, when the others were shot.

After breakfast of half-frozen raw fish out of the way, it was time to take on the day. Our first stop was at Robbie’s Marina on Islamorada to feed the tarpons and fend off some greedy pelicans. We had heard of these giant fish that hang out next to the boat docks waiting for tourists to happen along who are in need of spending their last few dollars on a bucket of fish to throw at other fish so they, in turn, can lose their hunting skills.

The best part of visiting this place was the “Wall of Lost Stuff You Wished You Hadn’t Dropped in the Water.” In all their corroded glory hang nearly a hundred pairs of prescription glasses, sunglasses, cell phones, digital cameras, car keys, hats, and trinkets.

Lizard in the Everglades National Park Southern Florida

Today is our last day in Florida, and instead of another trip into the water for more snorkeling, we decided we would capture that thing that we missed at the beginning of our trip and make our way north to the Everglades National Park.

Detail of tree at the Everglades National Park in southern Florida

We visited the Everglades with my mother-in-law back in 2003, but now, as then, we have too little time to adequately explore this million-and-a-half-acre national park. After a quick stop at the visitors center to best plan our four-hour adventure, we quickly ran off to Royal Palm, beginning our walk on the Gumbo Limbo Trail, where the above photo was snapped.

Alligator on the Anhinga Trail at Royal Palm in the Everglades National Park, Florida

The other trail at Royal Palm is the Anhinga Trail, where paths and boardwalks take us through wetlands, passing various birds, including the anhinga for whom the trail is named, fish, buzzards, and, of course – the mighty alligator. Oh, sure, I would like to tell you how I tracked this fierce beast while on a safari through the wilds of the Everglades, but the truth is far more mundane. Right next to the trail, this gator sat in the grasses with most visitors just passing by, unaware, within ankle-biting distance. After I crouched to snap this photo, more than a couple of startled folks gave Mr. Alley Gator a wide berth.

Bird on the Anhinga Trail at Royal Palm in the Everglades National Park, Florida

This is the anhinga bird drying out.

The Little Blue Heron, one of 20 common North American birds with the greatest population declines since 1967 seen at the Everglades National Park in Florida

A Little Blue Heron, not to be confused with the Great Blue Heron. This particular heron species is among twenty bird species, seeing the greatest population declines in North America since 1967. Luck seems to follow us around when it comes to animal sightings. At the end of one of the boardwalks, we were first amazed to see a group of about eight alligators lounging in the sun when I spotted this fluorescent dark blue bird I’d never seen before, so instead of more gator photos here is the beautiful Little Blue Heron.

Alligator at the Anhinga Trail in the Everglades National Park, Florida

Either I’m that stupid to get too close, or my lens is doing part of the work.

Anhinga Trail in the Everglades National Park, Florida

The trail on this raised boardwalk is a short one, but it’s a treasure trove of life.

The Anhinga bird in the water at Anhinga Trail in the Everglades National Park, Florida

This, again, is the anhinga for whom this trail is named. Its name originates from the Brazilian Tupi language, meaning Devil Bird or Snake Bird; it is also known as the Darter or Water Turkey. If you weren’t paying attention, you’d think this swimming bird was a common cormorant. We hung out waterside, watching the anhinga surface, dive again, move through the water like…like, well like a snake. I would have gladly put my waterproof housing on my camera to grab an underwater shot of the anhinga-catching fish but a large alligator population proved a strong deterrent.

Near the Anhinga Trail in the Everglades National Park, Florida

I believe these are Longleaf pine trees.

Heron at Sisal Pond in the Everglades National Park, Florida

While I know it’s a heron, I can’t figure out its exact line.

Sisal Pond in the Everglades National Park, Florida

With time running short but not so short, we can’t afford one more moment of sightseeing we head further into the Everglades but recognize we won’t be able to go far, considering our drive back to Fort Lauderdale. A quick decision to stop at Sisal Pond and see what it has to offer was a perfect choice. We walked the length of the pond, spotting one alligator, more than a few birds, and a snakeskin that was shed in some underbrush. With clouds starting to fill the sky, it was our cue that now was the time to finish our brief visit to the Everglades and head north for our flight home.

The illuminated cities of Juarez, Mexico and El Paso, Texas as seen at night from forty-thousand feet in the air

The trek west flew us into the setting sun and the night sky. From forty-thousand feet in the air, the view past the Mississippi is most often of seemingly empty lands with an occasional small town gleaming in the darkness, but as we approached El Paso, Texas, I grabbed the camera for this shot. The bright ribbon that bisects this place is actually the border between Juarez, Mexico, and El Paso, Texas. The densely lit area at the top of the photo is Juarez. The rest of the flight was dark – outside.

Dry Tortugas Day 2

November 16, 2009 JWise Photo of the Day, Travels

Sunrise on Fort Jefferson on Garden Key at the Dry Tortugas National Park

It was still dark out around 5:30 when we awoke. In only a few minutes, the first blue-gray twilight would begin to illuminate the morning sky. A thick cloud cover gave doubt whether we would see the sunrise at all, but as the sky filled with a deep red and orange glow, we were glued to the dock, watching the day come into being. As the light spread across the calm, warm waters of the Gulf, an occasional fish would break the surface, leaping for something unseen by us. Mesmerized, we sat there while the world turned from darkness to beauty.

Sunrise on Fort Jefferson on Garden Key at the Dry Tortugas National Park

An hour later and still, we sit dockside, gazing eastward at the oncoming day. The fishermen who also spent the evening on the Dry Tortugas have begun to stir and will soon be gone.

Sunrise on Fort Jefferson on Garden Key at the Dry Tortugas National Park

Fortunately for us, the cloud cover was to break up after hanging around the early part of the day to lend dramatic flair to the morning sky and reflective ocean waters. With the dawn comes the idea we could easily have spent days here on this little island paradise.