psychoceramics: Yet another theory of everything

[David Fleck <dfleck @ uog9.uog.edu>]

I received an unsolicited e-mail spam this morning, which directed me to
this web site ( http://www.gosayne.com.au ) from which I post a tiny
excerpt.  There arenn't any paragraph breaks in the original, either. (UTE
stands for "Universal Theory of Existence".) 
... 

UTE vol. I

INTRODUCTION

This is a story about the most remarkable little girl in
the world. Actually, she is the most remarkable person in the world. She
lives in the mountains with her parents, not too far from a great city.
Her name is Tinny Rainbird; she is eleven years old. It's not so remarkable
that Tinny is so remarkable, she grew up in very unusual circumstances.
About fifteen years ago Tinny's mother and father were graduate students
at one of the most famous universities in the world. Her mother was studying
physics and her father was studying psychology. Her mother's professors
thought she showed the potential to become the greatest physicist there
had ever been, and her father's professors thought he showed the potential
to become the greatest psychologist there had ever been. Shortly before
Tinny's mother and father were to receive their doctorates they met and
fell in love. They got married and left the university. They never did receive
their doctoral degrees. Their professors were very disappointed. They thought
that was the end of two potentially great careers. Tinny's mother and father
had not given up their fields of study, they couldn't do that. Tinny's mother
loved physics with all her heart, just as her father loved psychology, Tinny's
parents had decided to dedicate their lives to study. They would live their
life together as an experiment. They found a beautiful, remote spot in the
mountains and built a house. Just the two of them. They had chosen the location
well. They were virtually able to be self-sufficient, which was their goal.
They had fresh water, and all the vegetables and fruit they could use from
their large garden and small orchard. Neither of Tinny's parents ate meat
because they thought it was unnecessary; and more importantly they had high
regard for all forms of life. They also had all the electricity they needed.
Tinny's mother had designed an energy system that very efficiently combined
solar and wind power. Every few months they would travel into the city to
buy any other supplies they needed and many, many books. Not just books
on physics and psychology, but books on every area of science and human
knowledge. Tinny's mother and father lived an idyllic life. They lived a
life of learning and loving. Tinny's mother was beginning to understand
physics better than anyone had ever understood physics before, and her father
was beginning to understand psychology better than anyone had ever understood
psychology before. They decided the time has right to bring another being
into existence. They had a child, a beautiful little girl. They named her
Tinny Rainbird. During those first eleven years of Tinny's life her parents
included her fully in their loving and learning. Tinny had never experienced
a moment when she did not feel loved; and she gave her love in return. Her
mother and father never once touched her in anger, nor even spoke a harsh
word to her. They had accepted her as a fully equal member of the family
from the day she was conceived. As Tinny grew she watched her mother and
father work and love and learn. It was only natural that she also worked
and loved and learned. Tinny never went to school, and her mother and father
never taught her in any formal manner. Tinny had been welcome in all her
mother's and father's conversations, even those of a most technical and
philosophical nature. Whenever Tinny asked a question she would get a good
answer in words she could understand. She never learned there here some
things a child couldn't understand. Tinny loved to learn. By the time she
was eleven years old she could understand physics, psychology, and many
other areas of knowledge as well as most university professors. Tinny didn't
realise this has unusual; she had never met another person other than her
mother and father. She really was a most remarkable little girl. Tinny had
a favourite place where she would go when she wanted to be alone and think.
It has a small grassy glen, surrounded by trees, where the sun would shine
through the leaves bathing her in streams of light. She was not happy today,
as was often the case lately. It was not her home or family which made her
unhappy. It was the world outside she had never seen. Her mother and father
were always totally honest with her; and when Tinny asked questions about
how things were in the rest of the world, they told her the truth. There
was crime and violence. Many people did not treat each other in a loving
manner. There were many sad people whose lives had been hurt by drugs and
alcohol. There were people who were treated as less than equal because of
their colour or sex or age. There were people starving because others took
far more than was right. There were people who would pollute and destroy
the environment for profit. There were people fighting each other to prove
theirs was the right religion. There were nations fighting each other to
prove theirs was the right political system. There were wars where millions
died. And there was the threat of nuclear war; a nuclear war which could
destroy all life on the planet. Although all of those things saddened Tinny
greatly, she knew there was hope. There were many good people in the world,
and given enough time they would right all the wrongs of the world. The
worry which crept into Tinny's thoughts more and more lately was, ''but
would there be time?'' Tinny knew there was the chance, any moment, that
the many thousand nuclear armed missiles in the world would be fired off;
thus ending any hope for the beautiful future she foresaw. How could this
horror be stopped? What could she do to stop it? She had no answer. It was
these thoughts which saddened her today. She had been sitting with her legs
crossed and her back straight. It was a posture for meditation she had learned
from her mother and father. She thought of her parents now, dying in a nuclear
blast. ''I wish there was something I could do'', she thought. A tear formed
in her eye and slowly ran down her cheek. Her vision blurred for a moment,
and when it cleared there was a man standing in front of her. He was an
old man with white hair and a white beard. He wore a simple white robe.
The light from the sun streaming in through the leaves seemed attracted
to him. He was very bright; almost, but not quite, too bright to look at.
Tinny felt no fear, she could sense his gentleness and love. She could also
sense a special power about him. Tinny asked, ''Who are you?'' He answered,
''I am a philosopher-scientist; I have come because I heard your wish.''

... and it goes on from there.  get the whole enchilada from:

	http://www.gosayne.com.au

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