hidden gears

coming to the end of the field by lynne mctaggart that P lent me so evangelically, i've been enjoying it and it has opened my mind a little about how consciousness might work and about the nature of reality, but i've found it quite frustrating... in several chapters she talks about very interesting research into ESP or other esoteric practises, then shoehorns the zero point field into the discussion without giving any reason to... so the stuff on the zero point field is great, the stuff on other things also great, but she's a little lazy in joining it together... i find...

day off today and like last week i slept really late in a slightly hungover way... i teach for hours and hours on a monday and a pint afterwards is so attractive, the combined effects of the work and the pint(s) eat into my tuesdays... but for now i also have wednesdays off as well so i have the space for it,

once up i went out into the world and bought all manner of esential things that i've been living without for too long, including a puncture repair kit...

while in the bike shop i enquired about my hidden gears, different shop from the first quote and a bigger price tag to do it, also a warning that i may want to just leave it as it is, if it's in a working gear now, (which it is) the risk is that by trying to access the other two gears it could get stuck in neutral... no thankyou... so my imaginary other gears continue to be just that, imaginary... may become real one day, maybe not, this echoes what the field talks about with sub-atomic waves, the famous cat of schrodinger that is in a box and is either dead or not according to a sub-atomic (or rather quantum) event, until schrodinger looks in the box the cat exists in both alive and dead states...

the act of looking forces the event to be either one or the other...

as the book is saying a few things about consciousness - relating to quantum events i'm struck by the act of creation, which for me is largely composing tunes... how the tunes exists in many potential states until i come along and really look at it when it collapses down to just one thing (eventually), i like the idea that in writing music (and lyrics) on one level i'm just fixing my gaze on something that's already there...

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