The problem with 20th-century science is scientists were no longer engaged in Philosophy to deal with metaphysics . . .
Without Theology, you would not have Philosophy. The oracle at Delphi claimed Socrates was the wisest man alive, so he set out on his Socratic quest to prove her wrong, only to find out his wisdom lay in his ignorance he was willing to admit when he did not know, rather than commit a fallacy of logic.
His students were Plato & Aristotle, the latter who laid the foundations for Western Hellenistic Education from which Science would later develop.
Until the 19th century, most scientists were also philosophers, as the two disciplines intertwined, as with Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz, the founder of Calculus, and also his philosophy of Monodolgy which matched the theory of the atom. Many of the early scientists also had a belief in God or at least a prime mover.
But in the 20th century, science began to divorce itself from the schools of philosophy and theology, striving for an explanation of existence from physics and ignoring the underlying metaphysics it came from in both Theology and Philosophy!
The problem with 20th-century science is scientists were no longer engaged in Philosophy to deal with metaphysics, they tended to just study the physical aspects of the universe, which is fine, honestly, I never understood Algebra I or Algebra II until I got into Physics, and then when I learned to program (today they say learn to code) it was great because now I could write programs that applied algebra and physics and could calculate both faster than I could and not make errors, provided the code was written correctly. I loved Chemistry and Organic Chemistry, so much to learn. But see, what really started my education, was it physics or was it metaphysics?
Well, in 1974, Mom and Dad were moving with Dad's job, and were moving anywhere from months to a year, and I got left out when I started 1st grade totally illiterate and so I got put in the lowest of 3 readings groups in 1st grade, and Mom and Dad made cue cards to try to help me remember common words, and I still remember Dad getting upset that I could not remember "the" because I did not yet comprehend sounding out "th" and would get stuck trying to sound "t" and "h" separately, and he would get downright mad, but young 26 year old Dad, was never Mister Patience in those younger days.
Eventually, I would learn phonics to sound out words, but reading Dick, Jane, and Spot and their verbal actions repetitively was getting me nowhere, and so I floundered in reading group ONE, until my Grandparents bought me a "How and Why Wonderbook of Dinosaurs" and then I was hooked, because I would aggressively use phonics to sound things out, would ask for the meaning of words, learned to use a dictionary to look up definitions, and I was literally like the kid in Jurassic Park who knew all the Latin translations for the names of the dinosaurs, and it also helped that "Land Of the Lost" was launched on Saturday Morning Cartoons, and so my imagination went wild, so it was my LOVE of learning about DInosaurs, the metaphysical, that launched my desire to learn MORE and MORE about my world, because prior to age 6, I had no idea how old the earth was, or that dinosaurs preceded man.
At the same time, my Mother was a heathen who hated God, because God never did anything for her growing up in an alcoholic home where she was abused and mistreated, and then abused and mistreated more when sent to the Christian Children's Home being a half-white half Native Alaskan child, and so even among the natives she was an outcast for being a half-breed. Her alcoholic Father came to fetch her and her siblings as young teens to put to work with a new step-Mother, putting her brother to work on his fishing boat, but then he and their new step-Mother would go out drinking and waste all the money, leaving the children at home with nothing to eat.
So for Mom, he got an idea to make her work, but kicked her out of his home at age 16 after she ran away from a "babysitting job" she quickly found out was her father pimping her out to an old man who had no children at home to babysit! A year later met and the next year married a young man from KY from a family of sharecroppers, who got drafted for Vietnam. Dad grew up and began to attend the Church of the Nazarene, so when he tried to tell Mom how much he loved God, that did not go over well, because she hated God because God had done NOTHING for her.
However, Dad was having premonitions of his death and thought he would die in Vietnam, and so told Mom where to bury him, and to feel free to go on and re-marry if she fell in love. Mom then had her own premonition a month before Dad died, where she was in outer darkness and saw a door of light, and could look inside seeing my Father surrounded by loved ones in Heaven, but she could not enter. Two weeks after I am born, and the same day Dad's orders come in the mail at Ft. Richardson for him to leave for Vietnam, he is killed by a drunk driver.
Before the body is shipped to KY, Mom is invited by the Chaplin who married her and Dad just a year earlier for a Memorial Service at the base Chapel, and when Mom hears the scripture:
'Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. '1 Corinthians 15:51-53 https://my.bible.com/bible/111/1CO.15.51-53
So realizing she could not go to Heaven in her vision before my Father's death, my Mother became a Christian that day at his Memorial Service. Mom comes to KY for the funeral and while staying with her in-laws, she is depressed and does not want to live, and then she has a dream, and God tells her she is going to get married, and she can only see the sleeve of a soldier with many stripes down the arm, and she gets mad at God and says, "I'm not marrying an old man!" and God laughs at her, not making her any more happy. However, months later when she got married to my step-Father, who returned after being shot 4 times in an ambush in Vietnam and sent to surgery in Japan and physical therapy at Ft. Knox in KY: When they got married I was 1.5 years old, Dad was in his best uniform dress, and because he was in Vietnam he made rank quickly and as she is brought down the aisle, she sees his sleeves and they are full of stripes. Now here is why God laughed at Mom. Dad is 21 same as Mom, but he is 30 days younger than her.
So Dad being Roman Catholic doesn't read the bible and wants Mom to go to Church with him, despite her being in the Church of God, so she says yes, provided he will read his Bible to his children. So I grew up with a love of scripture and science, and for me what we learn in physics and science, is only a discovery of what God already knows.
I remember when I was 20 years old in College in 1988, and I had a vision, and I was in Heaven, and standing next to Jesus, but he was in the corner of my eye, so I couldn't fully see him, but definitely know he is to my right and standing about 3 feet away. I am in this room of white, and in the room, there is a well, that is also white, and in the vision, I have a question about creation, about how it happened, and then when I look into the well, it is not a well of water, but a well of knowledge, and in an instant, I KNOW what God knows, and I lean my head back and start laughing because the answer is so simple, and I also feel God's joy not only in my laughter but also for his creation.
The joy is analogous to successfully having created a computer program that does what you want it to do, but it also involves the joy one experiences with a baby when it is born. When I wake up from the vision, my mind is no longer in Heaven and in perfect spiritual sync with the Holy Spirit, so it would be analogous to the fictional Captain Picard being disconnected from the Hive Mind of the Borg, and not having the collective's experience to draw from in Star Trek. Likewise, I can't remember the answer to my question after looking in the well. But what I always remember from the vision was the joy, and when in this sinful world, when I have been broken by life, death, and hardship, and feel like I just want to give up, the joy has become my strength to get me from today to tomorrow, when life seems devoid of joy itself.
Being a computer programmer, I realize you can't just randomize code and get a better program, in fact, the program will not get better but progressively worse, and that is why evolution as chaos to order makes no sense, because you can't randomize DNA to get better DNA, and so there is order, and I see that order as Divine in origin. Call it Alien if you have to, but in a Holographic Universe, made up of energy, given order to sustain life, it's not just physical and happened by chance, just as a Programmer has to create, so does a Creator of a Holographic Universe. So don't think I have lost touch with reality, programs have to have upgrades to improve themselves, and it is true spiritually too. I am not moving backwards, I am moving forward to the paradox where time will end where it began in Eternity, and the learning there will be just the beginning.
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NOTES:
The Holographic Universe and the Father of the Heavenly Lights . . . https://haqodeshim.blogspot.com/2021/06/the-holographic-universe-and-father-of.html
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How did NASA's trip to Mars with the Mariner 9 spacecraft in 1971 lead to the formation of the Shroud Of Turin Research Project? https://haqodeshim.blogspot.com/2020/11/how-did-nasas-trip-to-mars-with-mariner.html
Well, in 1974, Mom and Dad were moving with Dad's job, and were moving anywhere from months to a year, and I got left out when I started 1st grade totally illiterate and so I got put in the lowest of 3 readings groups in 1st grade, and Mom and Dad made cue cards to try to help me remember common words, and I still remember Dad getting upset that I could not remember "the" because I did not yet comprehend sounding out "th" and would get stuck trying to sound "t" and "h" separately, and he would get downright mad, but young 26 year old Dad, was never Mister Patience in those younger days.
Eventually, I would learn phonics to sound out words, but reading Dick, Jane, and Spot and their verbal actions repetitively was getting me nowhere, and so I floundered in reading group ONE, until my Grandparents bought me a "How and Why Wonderbook of Dinosaurs" and then I was hooked, because I would aggressively use phonics to sound things out, would ask for the meaning of words, learned to use a dictionary to look up definitions, and I was literally like the kid in Jurassic Park who knew all the Latin translations for the names of the dinosaurs, and it also helped that "Land Of the Lost" was launched on Saturday Morning Cartoons, and so my imagination went wild, so it was my LOVE of learning about DInosaurs, the metaphysical, that launched my desire to learn MORE and MORE about my world, because prior to age 6, I had no idea how old the earth was, or that dinosaurs preceded man.
At the same time, my Mother was a heathen who hated God, because God never did anything for her growing up in an alcoholic home where she was abused and mistreated, and then abused and mistreated more when sent to the Christian Children's Home being a half-white half Native Alaskan child, and so even among the natives she was an outcast for being a half-breed. Her alcoholic Father came to fetch her and her siblings as young teens to put to work with a new step-Mother, putting her brother to work on his fishing boat, but then he and their new step-Mother would go out drinking and waste all the money, leaving the children at home with nothing to eat.
So for Mom, he got an idea to make her work, but kicked her out of his home at age 16 after she ran away from a "babysitting job" she quickly found out was her father pimping her out to an old man who had no children at home to babysit! A year later met and the next year married a young man from KY from a family of sharecroppers, who got drafted for Vietnam. Dad grew up and began to attend the Church of the Nazarene, so when he tried to tell Mom how much he loved God, that did not go over well, because she hated God because God had done NOTHING for her.
However, Dad was having premonitions of his death and thought he would die in Vietnam, and so told Mom where to bury him, and to feel free to go on and re-marry if she fell in love. Mom then had her own premonition a month before Dad died, where she was in outer darkness and saw a door of light, and could look inside seeing my Father surrounded by loved ones in Heaven, but she could not enter. Two weeks after I am born, and the same day Dad's orders come in the mail at Ft. Richardson for him to leave for Vietnam, he is killed by a drunk driver.
Before the body is shipped to KY, Mom is invited by the Chaplin who married her and Dad just a year earlier for a Memorial Service at the base Chapel, and when Mom hears the scripture:
'Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. '1 Corinthians 15:51-53 https://my.bible.com/bible/111/1CO.15.51-53
So realizing she could not go to Heaven in her vision before my Father's death, my Mother became a Christian that day at his Memorial Service. Mom comes to KY for the funeral and while staying with her in-laws, she is depressed and does not want to live, and then she has a dream, and God tells her she is going to get married, and she can only see the sleeve of a soldier with many stripes down the arm, and she gets mad at God and says, "I'm not marrying an old man!" and God laughs at her, not making her any more happy. However, months later when she got married to my step-Father, who returned after being shot 4 times in an ambush in Vietnam and sent to surgery in Japan and physical therapy at Ft. Knox in KY: When they got married I was 1.5 years old, Dad was in his best uniform dress, and because he was in Vietnam he made rank quickly and as she is brought down the aisle, she sees his sleeves and they are full of stripes. Now here is why God laughed at Mom. Dad is 21 same as Mom, but he is 30 days younger than her.
So Dad being Roman Catholic doesn't read the bible and wants Mom to go to Church with him, despite her being in the Church of God, so she says yes, provided he will read his Bible to his children. So I grew up with a love of scripture and science, and for me what we learn in physics and science, is only a discovery of what God already knows.
I remember when I was 20 years old in College in 1988, and I had a vision, and I was in Heaven, and standing next to Jesus, but he was in the corner of my eye, so I couldn't fully see him, but definitely know he is to my right and standing about 3 feet away. I am in this room of white, and in the room, there is a well, that is also white, and in the vision, I have a question about creation, about how it happened, and then when I look into the well, it is not a well of water, but a well of knowledge, and in an instant, I KNOW what God knows, and I lean my head back and start laughing because the answer is so simple, and I also feel God's joy not only in my laughter but also for his creation.
The joy is analogous to successfully having created a computer program that does what you want it to do, but it also involves the joy one experiences with a baby when it is born. When I wake up from the vision, my mind is no longer in Heaven and in perfect spiritual sync with the Holy Spirit, so it would be analogous to the fictional Captain Picard being disconnected from the Hive Mind of the Borg, and not having the collective's experience to draw from in Star Trek. Likewise, I can't remember the answer to my question after looking in the well. But what I always remember from the vision was the joy, and when in this sinful world, when I have been broken by life, death, and hardship, and feel like I just want to give up, the joy has become my strength to get me from today to tomorrow, when life seems devoid of joy itself.
Being a computer programmer, I realize you can't just randomize code and get a better program, in fact, the program will not get better but progressively worse, and that is why evolution as chaos to order makes no sense, because you can't randomize DNA to get better DNA, and so there is order, and I see that order as Divine in origin. Call it Alien if you have to, but in a Holographic Universe, made up of energy, given order to sustain life, it's not just physical and happened by chance, just as a Programmer has to create, so does a Creator of a Holographic Universe. So don't think I have lost touch with reality, programs have to have upgrades to improve themselves, and it is true spiritually too. I am not moving backwards, I am moving forward to the paradox where time will end where it began in Eternity, and the learning there will be just the beginning.
What you learn here in space-time in this universe is analogous to my first-grade experience of being in reading group ONE and stuck with Dick, Jane, and Spot examples, once I learned to read the "How and Why Wonder Book of Dinosaurs" I progressed past reading group 2 to reading group 3 with the advanced readers in my 1st-grade class. It's a paradox, but your learning here is only at an end, if you fail to walk and talk with the God who created you, to be born again, to gain a place in his Eternal House, where your learning is just a beginning, not an end. I'm not ending life with Dick, Jane, and Spot, no I am progressing towards an Eternity with the How and Why Wonderful Book of Life where I can learn so much more than a 3 lb brain can that is limited by space-time.
