I
THESIS OR ON THE MODIFICATION OF CAUSALITY
What is Man? — Analysis
What is Man? — His Origin
Vicious Circle or Magical Reason?
Help Comes with Aunt Voyka
Conclusion
INTERMEZZO — Failure of the Rational Endeavor
INTERMEZZO — Developing the Thesis Ad Absurdum
II
MODIFICATION OF THE ANTITHESIS OR ON THE ALL-ENCOMPASSING POSSIBILITY
Searching for — Nothing
On a Scandal from Schooldays
Relative Nothing and Relative Something
The Old Maybe or on the All-Encompassing Possibility
Conclusion and Then About a Blank Letter
INTERMEZZ0 — The Meaning and Significance of Paradox
III
SYNTHESIS OR ON GOD
Deduction or a Thousand Faces of One God
IV
THE PHILOSOPHY OF NATURE OR GOD ON TRIAL
The Multitude of Elementary Particles As the Field of All-Encompassing Possibility
The Relation of Indeterminacy as a Micro-expression of the Absence of Reason
The Theory of Relativity as a Macro-expression of the Absence of Reason
The Dual Problem of the Indubitably Constant Velocity of Light
The Bounded and Unbounded Universe as the Only Solution
EPILOGUE
NOTES
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It would really be odd if the All-Encompassing Possibility could be expressed completely in a specific, fully mathematical formula: namely, it is unwise to look for a universal, all-encompassing equation, just that and none other. No equation per se, by being a definite something, could cover everything, not even a restless human thought let alone man himself and the world, man rooted with both feet in this world ad infinitum. The universe can bee appreciated only by a whole man, scientist, philosopher and artist in one, that is with one's mind and heart, knowledge and all senses, by intuition and in an instant, in an ever-new endeavour at the boundary between the illusion and the truly infinite, where everything is surmised because everything is possible. It is curious that such surmises can be encouraged by an equation. For instance, it is evident that for a space, of whatever size, whit masses and electric charges (even at apparent rest), the following equation will hold:
And masses and charges (voltages), well, it is all that a (barehanded) man can see and feel in heaven and on earth!
(Translated by Miroslava-Mirka Janković)
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So, at last!
At last face to face with God himself, with that infinitely impartial YES with which everything begins in trust and joy, face to face with that unrelentingly just NO before which all old and young trembles in fear, that united logical BOTH YES - AND NO in which all that is powerful and all that is weak finds finally its peace. That is our Hope, our Fear, our God, that trinity of the
THESIS: In the Universe there is no reason for anything specific and determinate...
ANTITHESIS: The All-Encompassing Possibility as an infinite set of all Something is the only manner of existence of Nothing…
SYNTHESIS: In the Universe there is no reason for anything specific and determinate except that the specific and determinate nonetheless must exist...
And that is all there is for us: faced with the cognition of the only original cradle and original cover, we stand on an equal footing with all stars in the sky, on a completely equitable footing with all the cosmos that will go on when we are gone, and our bodies mutely and of their own volition bow deeply in awe and admiration. We seem to be kissing the robe of the sun itself, we are brimming with the feeling of might and truth. And suddenly we live the thousand fold life of all those blinking stars in the black sky. We know all that they know, we remember all that they remember. At long last we have the key. And like our Grandpa John in whom life faded and God was born, we hold it tightly, as our last amulet. With it we enter all mysteries of Nothing. We can grasp everything, we can understand, explain everything. We follow trustingly and unhesitatingly the age-old path of our ancestors. And in this world full of uncertainty and pain, we suddenly feel strong enough to persist. Even to swear that we believe! Wherever we get, there will be truth behind us. Our truth, the truth of all our forebears. The age-old truth! And we make another deep bow filled to the brim with gratitude and bliss. A thought is born in us: we shall erect a monument to Grandma Nata as straight and simple as she herself was. A chunk of granite and nothing else. It will read only: God had no special reason for her existence — and yet she lived and gave birth. With gratitude Her Grand-Daughter Natalya.
(Translated by Miroslava-Mirka Janković)
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