One day, the artist had an inspiration. He decided that he would create his most magnificent work of art. This work would be the envy of all. This work would be the jewel of his creations.
The artist took his brush. It drank in the paint. His brush danced on the canvas, the strokes precise and sure. The colors on the canvas mingled and interlaced. Turquoise married magenta, which in turn married emerald. The tints multiplied creating a myriad of colors rivaling those of the rainbow.
The artist immersed in his painting ceased to eat, to sleep. This masterpiece must be flawless. A few more details here, some minor corrections there, the brush strokes more supple.
The days went by, but still flaws the artist found. More colors here. Less light there.
After six days of intense work, the artist laid his brush to rest. His work was finally done. He scrutinized it with a critical eye but no flaw could he find. This work was indeed a jewel. No artist had ever created something so close to perfection. The artist knew that nothing was perfect, nevertheless, if imperfections there were, his eyes could not find them. If imperfections there were, insignificant were they. These insignificances could not undo his masterpiece. Happy and content the artist took a much deserved rest.
The insignificance became aware of its existence. Who am I? What am I? It studied its surroundings and little by little came to the conclusion that it was unique. All around it were of various textures and colors, while it was plain and pure, unchanged. Why am I different? There must be a reason.
The insignificance tried to acquire the knowledge needed to better understand its existence. It studied its environment and studied it thoroughly. It realized that it was part of a great work created by an artist, but that it alone was different. If unique I am, important my existence must be, my destiny. But what is it?
The insignificance decided that it would search for the artist. Only he could enlighten it. But elusive is the artist. Every so often, the insignificance thought it glimpsed the artist, but too brief were the encounters that it often wondered if it had really seen him. But it would not give up. If it had glimpsed the artist, then must it not mean that the artist was also watching it? Perhaps if it showed him its devotion, the artist would show himself more often.
The insignificance then became totally devoted to the artist. It would send out its devotions many times a day, when it woke, when it went to sleep and before each meal. But always, no answers came. Why doesn’t the artist answer? I need his guidance!
The artist watched his work. Great joy it brought him. Every day, as the artist watched it, great pride he felt for having accomplished this miracle. But mixed with sadness was his pride. If this was his ultimate work, then what was his goal now? Would he now be able to settle for an inferior work? The only way to continue creating masterpieces, he thought, would be to stop comparing them to the others. As long as this magnificent masterpiece was in his sight, the artist was incapable of inspiration. The artist made a decision. He took his jewel and placed it amidst his previously created works. He took his brush and suddenly was overwhelmed with inspiration. So absorbed was he with his new work, that he never heard the devotions coming from the multitudes of insignificances amidst his multitude of works.
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The secret of reality
The dimensions of reality are not to be confused with the physical dimensions of physics.
The spatial plane of reality (first dimension of reality)
Space- the distance between objects
Let us take for example, a one-dimensional plane, ergo, an infinite line. We select two points on this line and move the points one million point-distance away in either direction. Now, the two points are 2 million point-distances away from each other. We have shown that distance can be travelled and measured.
However, in reality, the points haven’t gone anywhere, because to the line, they are still where they were, an infinity away from infinity and so, at the center of infinity. Infinity lies in either direction. The movement is only perceived by the two points. To the points, their position before is different from after. Their past is different than their present. To the line, however, their past is equal to their present. Every point on the line lies an infinity away from infinity and therefore they all lie at the same place.
The same can be said for a point on a two or three-dimensional plane.
The temporal plane of reality (second dimension of reality)
Time- the interval between events
For the same reason, time is an illusion. If time is eternal, then all time perceived is equal because “anywhen” you find yourself, you will be an eternity away from eternity. Therefore all times are equal. All times happen at the same moment. The time perceived as today is also the time perceived as next year. The linear flow of time that we perceive is non-existent to the time plane.
Therefore, time = now and space = here. Throughout our existence we are where and when we are supposed to be. All times are now and all places are here.
You could say that all dimensions are not planes but singularities. If infinity and eternity lies in all directions to where and when we are, then we exist only in its center. Space and Time are just points or holes in reality or zero-dimensional, where all experiences are perceived.
The energy plane of reality (third dimension of reality)
Energy- the force to create and destroy
The third dimension is Energy. Energy cannot be created or destroyed it is also infinite and eternal. Energy is what drives all dimensions to infinity. Energy is forever present.
We perceive it through creation and destruction but energy is simply life and therefore eternal. Death is only a perception.
Energy is seen as being used in different ways. Stars seem to consume and create great amounts of energy and the universe seems to be driven by it. But that too is illusion. Energy cannot be consumed. To consume implies an end.
Energy = life.
And so now, the mind comes into play.
The consciousness plane of reality (fourth dimension of reality)
Consciousness- meaning and enlightenment
Consciousness is the fourth dimension. Without consciousness there cannot be existence. Consciousness is also infinite or more precisely all encompassing. It encompasses all other dimensions into meaning and enlightenment. As individuals, we believe that Consciousness is lodged in our mind but that too is illusion. The mind accesses consciousness to bring enlightenment. Just as we perceptually travel/access all other dimensions, so it is for Consciousness.
We exist but since we are not singularities we are neither infinite nor eternal. We are finite, as is everything around us.
Since everything is finite, the road must lead somewhere. The concept “Where” now exists. My life is nearing its end. “Time” now exists. I consume to survive; “I live”.
Consciousness gives reality meaning and purpose through understanding and enlightenment.
Just as depth/height/width are products of space, the past/present/future a product of Time, life and death a product of Energy, meaning and enlightenment are products of Consciousness. We seek knowledge and understanding but it is forever present.
Consciousness is God. It creates existence. “I think, therefore I am”. It takes the singularity of reality and expands it through perspective.
Space=here but perspective gives it height/width/depth. Time=now but perspective gives it past/present/future. Energy=life but perspective gives it death. Consciousness=faith but perspective gives it science.
Yes, science is a product of Consciousness. It allows us to give meaning to all there is. Faith doesn’t seek meaning; it just is as it should be. Faith is the reality. Science is only the means through which perception can be measured.
Consciousness = faith
In conclusion, if space = here, time = now, energy = life, consciousness = faith then reality is the knowledge that existence is here and now.
And so now we can answer the old question; "How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?"
Since the head of a pin is a singularity then the answer is; as many as the mind can perceive.