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  1. A Man on Stage

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    Some time back we had a series of posts about “the way things might be”. Glenn told a story of a “Man on Stage” who appears in the flood lights, says some confusing things that sound like they might have some validity but leaves people scratching their heads. Like a philosophical hit and run driver, the man disappears again as the light clicks off. At any given time, there are a number of competing theories for “the way things are”. At best, only one –may- be correct or even ...
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  2. The Chemist's Lecture

    In the mid seventies, I spent my mornings in a lecture room with 500 other people listening to a famous chemist describe the construction of matter from little somethings. The illustrations of the little somethings in his book, a compulsory purchase, were depicted as three-dimensional interference patterns. The illustrations were plots of mathematical wave equations. The wave equations described the way that isolated little somethings occupied space as detected empirically by instruments at the ...
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  3. Do thoughts have mass?

    Note: I want to keep my long-winded opinions from interfering with the flow of the forum ... So I'll put them into a blog where they'll be a side-bar that people can ignore.

    Do thoughts have mass?


    -- Glenn’s shot across the bow. From where I sat, the panel reaction was incredulous. Sort of a “That’s just too obvious to think about – are you daft?” kind of response. For a group that accepts and applies concepts that only the tiniest fraction of scholars ...
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  4. Egos

    The world is filled with people whose ego has outstretched their capacity to control themselves. It is unfortunate that we have to change the board to prevent people with intensive disparaging tendencies to intrude and discredit us.
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  5. The cracked pot

    Love this - I hope you do too.

    An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck..

    One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

    At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full..


    For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one ...
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