The post about Something

On the old blog I wrote a post about nothing. I guess you could say that the whole 2yrs and even this blog is a lot of nothing, but I wrote about Nothing.

It has always fascinated me how for every atom there is spinning around inside you, there is an immence atomic "gap" of empty space between them. For instance, if you took a hydrogen atom, which has one proton (the center thingy) and one electron (the outer spinning thingy) and made them....I don't know the size of a tennis ball and a golf ball they wouldn't be right next to each other, the electron/golf ball would be waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy off in the distance. It's like that with every teeny, tiny part of you. For every THING, there's even more empty space or NOTHING between things. Which means, that if there's so much empty space, more nothing of you and more nothing of say , the wall, that you SHOULD be able to walk through it. However, it obviously doesn't work that way. Mainly because everything is moving around so fast that it gives the "illusion" of being solid. All your spinning bumps into all the walls spinning. It just amazes me how on a HUGE universal level there is more empty space between galaxies, more empty space between star systems, more empty space between planets, more empty space between objects, molecules, atoms, quarks.........all the way down to whatever the even smaller stuff is....there's more NOTHING than SOMETHING. Cool huh?

Well, now I'm thinking more about the SOMETHING than the NOTHING. Not so much what is it that holds everything together or what keeps it apart. Not even what makes everything be able to tell say, the chair you're sitting on's molecules from yours so that when you sit you don't leave part of you or get up now being part chair in some weird version of The Fly. Both of those are interesting and mind boggling, but I guess I'm leaning more towards what makes you, you and me, me. If you and I are made of the same "stuff" what is it that makes us different? I'm not talking Nature vs. Nurture stuff, I mean what makes you....YOU?

Now, staying away from the religious aspects of a "soul" and all that, let's simply look at what we DO know. You have a brain. You have brain cells. You have some electrical activity going on that fires off and on, moving all that junk around right? Well, I do too. No, really. I know you can't tell from this blog, but I do. No, really. Seriously.....dude....I do.

shuddup.

I do. SO if we have the same "equipment" why are you different than I am? Let's say we're twins/clones, say we are raised EXACTLY the same. SAY IT!!

Sorry.

I mean, right down to having the same name (You know, like we're George Foremans kids). We're clothed the same, fed the same things, taught the same things........we're still not the same people. We'd still somehow have a difference. I'm not %100 on that, but from everything I've read, and I believe everything I read ya know (Superman is REAL!! He is too!!), it seems like there WOULD be some difference. As if there is some rule that applies so that no matter how alike things are, they HAVE to be different, even if it's only in a small way, so that those two (or more) things can tell each other apart.

OR.....maybe not.

It's odd and fascinating. The same, yet different and WHY? Interesting. To me anyway.

OK, so, I'm ME and you are YOU right? Right. Well what happens to us when we die? Again, let us not get into the whole GOD/Heaven/Valhalla/Jessica Alba's underwear drawer thing.

What?

Why are you looking at me like that?

*ahem*

Well Science, and we all know that Scientist never lie to us and are always right; never guessing about shit in the slightest, SCIENCE (dun dun duunnnnn) shows us that energy cannot be created or destroyed it can only change form. So, if Momma and Daddy kiss each other thereby triggering some magical, Butterfly effect/Dominoes falling thing that somehow involves a stork, a cabbage patch and sometimes a section roped off for Caesars to sit in at the hospital.....*POP* there's a baby...if the initial energy came from the parents providing the "spark" and then your mysterious electrical charge keeps your ticker going.....well what happens to your energy when you die?

Was it all turned into kinetic energy in as much as your heart thumped one last time and your lungs siiiiiiighed........one last time? The last of your energy, which technically was never more OR less than what you started with, is simply "Changed" into a slight breeze? Like we're not really dust in the wind we ARE the wind? We're all just part of some galactic fart? HM.... No that can't be it.

All of this even gets me thinking about the whole Cellular Memory thing (Not your phone dumbass.). For those not familiar with the term, it has to do with people who get a heart transplant or some other organ and then seemingly take on characteristics of the donor even though by law they aren't allowed to know anything about that person. It'd be like you getting my heart and suddenly you're much better in bed than you used to be, arguing with anyone that doesn't just KNOW that Hockey is the greatest sport known to man and having the overpowering urge to own every football and hockey jersey you see (Oh, and funnyyyyy. Gah-DAM you'd be a funny sumbich all of a sudden!). In the few cases where it's been documented it does seem.....spooky, for lack of a better term. Most people scoff (whatever scoffing is. I'm guessing it involves brooms like Curling) at the idea, but think about it. If every cell in your body contains the entire DNA/Blueprint of you, and supposedly (or supposably as an old coworker of mine would say) all of your cells are replaced/updated every 7yrs, couldn't it be possible that by getting an organ from someone you get THEM? (Cue the dun dun duuuunnn again and maybe throw in a bloodcurdling scream!!!)

The whole Cellular Memory thing (NOT your phone dumbass!! Stick with the tour!!) gets me thinking about how it applies to brain cells. If every cell contains all your "stuff", then it also contains parts of everyone who came before you (Heh....I said "came". Get it? "came before you"...Heh....heh). YOU really are a mish-mash of your fathers and mothers. There is some part of you that IS/WAS part of some great-great-great.......infinity guy who walked around here WAY before you showed up buddy, so then if that is the case........

Is THAT what the whole Deja-Vu thing is? I mean, some part of you HAS been here before. (Should we cue the Dun-dun again? Meh, g'head if you wanna.)

Is THAT what some of our weird dreams are or "past-life" crap some people talk about is? Not so much "dreams" but memories? All alone in the moonlight? We ARE an amalgam (I looked up another word for "Mish-mash" in my Thesaurus!) of everyone of our ancestors on a genetic level, cellular (NOT your pho.....geebus are you paying attention at ALL?! Criminy!) level and your braincells ARE cells containing all that info...then isn't it POSSIBLE that you can "remember" something your great-great-great-great-great-great......how many is that....one..two....great-GREAT Grand-pappy did?

Although, if it IS possible, you'd only have as much info from them in your mental library (or LIE-bary as too many friggin people say. Ugh...) as they had acquired up to the moment of the magical *POP*/stork/Caesar salad thing I mentioned before. You only have their memories from their birth up to their....20's?

Well, you know how weird stuff pops into your head, how you know some stuff and you don't know HOW you know it? Maybe that's how.

At the same time/by the same token/and anudder thing maybe that's why you sometimes feel like you're missing something. Because in a way....you are. You have a few thousand partial files. Maybe someone in your past was working on something, looking for something, fixing something.......and you got everything BUT the completed....whatever it was, floating around in your noggin?

Whatever the case may be, I can tell you this, whoever all of my previous peeps were.....

They thought way too much about stupid shit.



I guess this WAS just another post about nothing after all.

(shrug)

Thank you and goodnight.