Can we see the universe, or at least a model of it, in everyday 'junk' we find, or in the odd assortment of items we collect as we go through life? It isn't hard if you look deeply - for all things are IN and OF the universe are they not? So all things can model the universe in at least some way.
I stepped on a spare window the other day - it had been leaning against a wall in my barn, had fallen over, and bang - I stepped right in it - it shattered somewhat but held together. Wasn't it the universe? A Big Bang had sent fissures rippling outward . pieces of it were breaking off, or precariously holding together. It was transparent, emitting light, yet it had its solid parts reflecting stray beams. Perhaps some giant foot had set off our own cosmos?
In a previous job, having nothing to do at lunch. I used to wander a baseball field in a nearby city park. Over the months I accumulated over 20 baseballs, which I put into a basket in that same barn. Wondering what to do with them, I then realized THEY TOO could be a symbol of the universe from the right perspective. Were they hydrogren atoms then, closely packed together making up the higher elements? Did their stitched seams represent gravity, holding the canvass of creation together? Or were they the spheres of all matter, rounded and stuck together by mutual attraction? Could they collide with each other - were they at one time batted into a new trajectory?
Everyday junk and incidental collections. Baseballs and Broken Glass. Whats in your universe that maybe IS your universe?
I stepped on a spare window the other day - it had been leaning against a wall in my barn, had fallen over, and bang - I stepped right in it - it shattered somewhat but held together. Wasn't it the universe? A Big Bang had sent fissures rippling outward . pieces of it were breaking off, or precariously holding together. It was transparent, emitting light, yet it had its solid parts reflecting stray beams. Perhaps some giant foot had set off our own cosmos?
In a previous job, having nothing to do at lunch. I used to wander a baseball field in a nearby city park. Over the months I accumulated over 20 baseballs, which I put into a basket in that same barn. Wondering what to do with them, I then realized THEY TOO could be a symbol of the universe from the right perspective. Were they hydrogren atoms then, closely packed together making up the higher elements? Did their stitched seams represent gravity, holding the canvass of creation together? Or were they the spheres of all matter, rounded and stuck together by mutual attraction? Could they collide with each other - were they at one time batted into a new trajectory?
Everyday junk and incidental collections. Baseballs and Broken Glass. Whats in your universe that maybe IS your universe?
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