Schrodinger's Pride

Gabba-Gabba Hey Noble One!

(w/ tounge in dream of Eris’ Riverrun)

Introibo ad altare Dei.

SCHRODINGER’S PRIDE

(A strange bit of fluff I wrote last winter)

[A Crude Approximation of an Unspeakable Mystery]
{and/or Prolegomena to any Future Fart Knocking!}

The Ignorabimus refers to a meme that states: "We do not Know & will not Know"; echoing Haldane’s sentiments of a Universe queerer than our senses can Imagine. Agnostic Ideas such as these seem to grow from the looming omnipresence of contradiction within our experiential realities. (Within contradictory circumstances a system must remain Open, as it cannot form the basis for consistent propositions .)

An Archaic Tribe of Critters would celebrate The Ignorabimus! Dissolved egoic boundaries have less than nothing to fear from this Open System Pookha, BUT: Mosbunall domesticated primates have a tendency towards Hypostatically Theorizing an immutable permanent self within a mechanistic universe, and consequentially will do anything to Close the System (presumably to keep their "Souls" from dancing the 23 Skidoo & getting OUT!)

Science not only failed to Close the System, but has apparently blown the fucking doors off. (Wave/Particle Duality, Von Neumann’s Catastrophe of the Infinite Regress, Copenhagen Interpretation, Bell’s Theorem, Schrodinger’s Cat, and the rest: Here On Boolean’s Ises!)

When Science went Rouge, Mathematics stepped up as the primary boundary locking mechanism (as Religious Faith only works on the most rigid of micro scales). Certainly within the Self Consistent Language of the Universe one could forge a complete & logical foundation for knowledge!? David Hilbert thought so and formulated a program to trap the Ignorabimus; a system closing program that stated: complicated mathematical systems find their validation within simpler systems, all the way down to Basic Arithmetic. Thus completing a Universal Mathematical Formalism (In other words: Natural Numbers Stole the Cookie from the Cookie Jar!)

Thus Come: Kurt Gödel’s Incompleteness theorem!

(and I promise not to abuse its conclusion.)

Which states: Any Formal System, utilizing the arithmetic of Natural Numbers, will produce statements one can neither Prove nor Disprove within that particular system. This results because when one makes a Meta-Proposition within Peano arithmetic, you arrive at true statements one cannot prove within the Peano System; thus the system remains incomplete, as it cannot decide the truth of Meta-Propositions (Propositions about Propositions, specifically)

And so any system that utilizes Peanese (Natural) Numbers (as it would appear formal logic does) also contain undecidable propositions, and remain Incomplete as well. Therefore formulating an Inconsistent Theorem appears the only way one may achieve Consistency within an axiomatic system of formal logic.

It would seem that the Incompleteness Theorem has negated the idea of a Universal Mathematical Formalism, as it ultimately proves the non-existence of an algorithm capable of deciding the truth of all arithmetical propositions, thus the buck cannot stop @ Natural Numbers, and as such the System remains Open, and If I may make a "true enough" statement: It would appear the Hunted (Ignorabimus) has turned into the Hunter, and the Certainty of the Mechanistic Reality Tunnel appears as its Natural Prey.

Let Us Now Play Pretend!

Pretend that the Incompleteness Theorem has invalidated Neo-Platonic Mysticism. We no longer consider the Universe as a reflection of eternal mathematical laws, and no longer hold the mechanistic view of a changeless Universe existing in a static equilibrium; We now suppose the Universe as an Evolving, Fluctuating, Open System.

And just out of curiosity, what do you suppose Ilya Prigogine would call an Evolving, Fluctuating, Open System Universe??

Maybe a: Dissipative Structure!?

And just to compare this line of inquiry with our actual experience of universe:

Do your experiential reality tunnels seem to habitually model an amazingly complex & astonishingly unstable view of our environment?? Do you regularly find your model

"teetering, perpetually, between self-destruction and re-organization on a higher level of information" ??! (RAW, Prometheus Rising)

If you answered in the affirmative to either of the above propositions, you may have found yourself embedded within a Dissipative Structure!

And if'n you'se don’t mind I’d like to take this game of pretend to the micro scale, and discuss the Human Individual as a Dissipative Structure.

Prigogine’s math suggests the more complex the structure, the higher the probability that it will collapse into a higher order of coherence, and from my experience, the foundations of the individual seem built upon an eXtreme (if not absolute!) contradiction, and what better generator of complexity than contradiction!? (unless I confuse myself, fractal generators depend on contradicting values?) regardless, within this context it does NOT appear ridiculous (to me) to say: UP appears as the only place for a human individual to go. (EXCELSIOR)

I think this reorganization into a higher order of coherence happens continually, but becomes especially noticeable within our dreams, trips, meditations, uptimes, orgasms, and anything else capable of interrupting bifurcation and allowing us to feel:

Neurocybermorphic Emptiness:

The Hyperspatial Geometrical Genetic Spirit DAO!?

A phrase I typed through a salvia tidal wave, a story for another time.

And now for my second most embarrassing Idea: Schrodinger’s Pride!

[-MAYBE-MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE]

From the subjective viewpoint of Schrodinger’s Cat, The gas pellet never goes off, or if it does, the cat will wake up, as if it only happened in a dream, and will have gotten reorganized into a higher level of information.

[The Personal Wave Function Might Always Collapses into Still More Life]

Literal death seems a bit redundant within an Open System, where you just "died" Now and Now and Now and Now and still another Now!

"They said you would quote Orwell."

"Yes Sir, No Sir, Three Fucking Bags Full, Sir. I don't wonder anything, Sir. Me and the gang we all agree...We Love Big Brother."

Morrison, Invisibles; King Mob

* These Ideas result from the potential Immortality of Ignorabimus, If I can’t know, than I might as well fucks w/ my most favorite models. *