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Such a Little Boat

April 9, 2022

Twas such a little — little boat
That toddled down the bay!
‘Twas such a gallant — gallant sea
That beckoned it away!

‘Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the Coast —
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!

Emily Dickinson

Things usually start, or end, with a singularity.

A case in Wuhan China. A shot fired in Ukraine. A crucifixion in Palestine.

But then, plague, war, faith overwhelms that moment and we go beyond it, forget it, even denigrate it. But the grandparent who dies, the crying child, and Jesus make what was was molecular and make it all matter again.

A very serious scientific journal of very serious scientists had an article by some of them published and then reported in a non-scientific aggregating news site, so I saw it. An experiment, one of millions, had an outcome that was, as yet, inexplicable.

The smallest of small things – a subatomic force, particle, something – literally a tiny, tiny part of the hugest of everything – was measured. The smartest of the smart built the biggest of the big things to see those, and a zillion other things. Decades of thousands of the smartest, using the biggest of things have created data, that then gets woven to a reason this universe just happens. This data was just a tiny, tiny part of this huge effort.

But something was different than constructed.

One piece, this smallest of bits, simply did not conform to the millions, nay zillions, of data projections that are applied to the idea of what the universe is. It was just too heavy. This small, small boat of reality is sailing on the vastest of seas, and we, somehow, want to be the captain and determine its voyage.

Well, not yet.

There is no explanation, yet, as so many other determinations fit into the models made to receive them. But we start with singularities. We do not know why this plague came to Wuhan, war to Ukraine, or Jesus on the cross, because we simply do not know. We think we know: eating a bat, Putin being evil, Jesus being Lord, but really, finally, we do not know many things.

But we try

That same journal, of the smartest of the smart, pulled back from the huge construction of the theory this tiniest of bits did not fit into. A throw off line from that piece describe how this full-to-enormous construction has incomplete parts of its fabrication:

“…it doesn’t account for dark matter, which along with dark energy is thought to make up 95 percent of the universe. It also says that the universe should not have existed in the first place, because the Big Bang ought to have annihilated itself.”

But we still effort mightily to know, know, about the plague, war, and dead person from 2,000 years ago. And the reality of the universe.

Most of us, all of us, really, are in the stands of our creation watch a game we did not create and try to understand it, rationalize it to us. Because we are the only ones we have. If we do not know that we are fully and in every way, part of the game that we are playing, we think we can understand it, control that truth by knowing it.

No, 95% of pretty much everything is “Dark”. The smartest of the smart have said so, and I believe them. The Resurrection is “Dark” too, it’s data as anomalous as the boson quark’s completely unexpected weight. Nothing in all the other observation predicted that reality.

And nobody thought anything lived after death. Until they saw it. And I think if it in Lent.


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