If intention is the seed that fertilises our collective conciousness to give birth to existence, then the quote below is quantum proof of pretty much everything. It defines our universal role as observers on a mission to explore the myriad of possibilities we have, and manifest those that are the most appealing. In quantum mechanics, wave function collapse (also called collapse of the state vector or reduction of the wave packet) is the process by which a wave function, initially in a superposition of different eigenstates, appears to reduce to a single one of the states after interaction with an observer. In simplified terms, it is the condensation of physical possibilities into a single occurrence, as seen by an observer. It is one of two processes by which quantum systems evolve in time according to the laws of quantum mechanics as presented by John von Neumann.[1] And thus we find that quantum mechanics provide the perfect proof to support the notion ...
Wikipedia 250720 05:24pm (CAT) - In physics , resonance is the tendency of a system to oscillate at maximum amplitude at a certain frequency . This frequency is known as the system's resonance frequency. When damping is small, the resonance frequency is approximately equal to the natural frequency of the system, which is the frequency of free vibrations. A practical use of this tendency is the old disc gramophone as illustrated in the Harry Potter movie "Goblet of Fire" during the preparation for the ball. Interestingly enough, it illustrates the concept of resonance with multiple frequencies... I started to wonder... Resonating with this idea is the concept of "His Masters Voice", an interesting harmony with the most popular of all these gramophones, but in my construct I was thinking more in lieu of the "Voice of God", particularly after having read some of the apocrypha where the writers try to literally write down the teachings of Jesus after...
There is an ancient story told by the wise old men of our tribe, and it goes something like this: It was a time before time had forgot, but still I remember it well… The monster that came from the lake was deadly and swift and it nearly killed all the members of my tribe. The strong warriors, the young women and the babes in blankets were its favorite. They were the ones it took first. But perhaps it is best if I start at the beginning. My story is that of great suffering and pain. Many had died from the venom of the monster from the lake. But it is also one of victory and hope, for in the end we conquered the monster… Many years ago it happened that one day our village was shocked at the death of one of our strongest warriors. He was in the pride of his life, having fought countless battles and winning them all. He provided well for his family and the rest of the tribe. All the warriors of the region admired his skill with spear and bow, his victory over enemies were p...
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