good listening while you read … we will do this often as we proceed ...
A love song for a universe that could kill us in a heartbeat, yet is filled with astounding beauty
pulchra es, amica mea = you are beautiful, my beloved
Like your fingerprint,
your worldview is uniquely your own,
shaped by your life.
Worldviews from the stone age are now inadequate
in our age of starships and galaxies; DNA and computers.
We need new worldviews that are like starships for our human hearts -
that can not only take us all the way to the stars,
they can even take us ...
far, far beyond religion.
“A religion, old or new, that stressed the magnificence of the universe as revealed by modern science, might be able to draw forth reserves of reverence and awe hardly tapped by the conventional faiths. Sooner or later such a religion will emerge.” -- Carl Sagan
Mesopotamian sky god throwing lightning at a griffin
In the past: Our ancestors lived in a world of magic and superstition, with angry sky gods, riding in sun chariots throwing lightning bolts, plus angels and demons; magic and holy writings. This is the bronze-iron age of 3,000 years ago. They knew nothing about DNA or going to the Moon. Religion walled out change and made you toe the line.
“We build too many walls and not enough bridges.” -- Isaac Newton
left: footprint on the moon
right: Voyager on its way to the stars
Today: Our footprints are on the Moon and our little probe Voyager has escaped the solar system on its way to the stars. We now live in a world of galaxies and stars, DNA and computers - all unknown in the past. Today your cell phone contains greater magic than the miracles of the Bible.
I am a deeply religious non-believer. This is a somewhat new kind of religion.
— Albert Einstein.
We live in a new world.
Come with me and let’s re-view our new world together. My own personal quest for Einstein's new kind of religion has led me beyond science, religion and society. I’ll try to share where I’ve been in hopes it will help you on your way. As children say when playing doctor: “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Of course they are talking about their private parts, but then our heart is our most private part, isn’t it?
This site began as an exploration of current science for my non-scientific friends and others who find religions inadequate. Under their guidance and encouragement it is growing into an exploration of our human hearts in an age of galaxies and stars; computers and DNA. Obviously this venture will continue without end.
"Fasten your seat belts. It’s going to be a bumpy night." - Bette Davis
Watching the development of this site reminds me of trips out into the New Mexico desert with my saluki sighthounds, not only off-pavement but also off road - way off any road. This journey of ours will be offroading out into unexplored regions for our human hearts - definitely off society's approved path.
Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path
and leave a trail.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Here our appeal will not be to authorities of the past, magic or the supernatural, but to what nature herself has to show us. Although I passed through a background of Christianity and even seminary education as an Episcopal priest, I also passed through the world of physics, astronomy and computing. Here we will not use religious jargon from thousands of years ago, but rather our daily speech of the 21st century, from mostly scientific and technical people like you and me.
This is a journey of fading gods, of mileposts and shores left behind. The difficult part of our task?:
While liberating ourselves from society’s religions, we must also rescue our valuables from those religions and take them with us on our journey.
Here we go. As Columbus said:
"You can never cross the ocean . . .
until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.”
Come, my friends ...
Come, my friends,
’Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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