Maar er bestaat ook nog zoiets als fantasie tot leven wekken..dat doen mensen dagelijks als ze hun dromen waarmaken..wat mijn geval betrefd ik heb allemaal kleine droompjes..1 droom..als ik die ooit waar kan maken dan spring ik een gat in de lucht..quote:Waar je mee bezig bent dat ga je zien, en dan is het iets dat tussen je oren in je fantasie tot leven gaat komen, zo kun je alles zien? Alles zien waar je fantasie toegang tot heeft? Het bestaat in je fantasie maar verder dan dat rijkt het niet?
Dat is voor jou nu een fantasie of droom waar je over kunt fantaseren, maar als je richting die droom gaat leven en eraan gaat werken door bijvoorbeeld vaker op een meid af te stappen en nog meer, dan kun je van je fantasie of droom werkelijkheid maken.quote:Op dinsdag 9 januari 2007 06:16 schreef Normalneo het volgende:
Maar er bestaat ook nog zoiets als fantasie tot leven wekken..dat doen mensen dagelijks als ze hun dromen waarmaken..wat mijn geval betrefd ik heb allemaal kleine droompjes..1 droom..als ik die ooit waar kan maken dan spring ik een gat in de lucht..maar tot dusver is dat nog niet zover gekomen.. ik heb geen vallende ster gezien ofzo..maar uhm ik heb het hier ook al eens aangegeven..en ach ja we zien wel he..
misschien heel stom maar: de liefde van je leven vinden.. in een echt persoon.. dat is voor mij momenteel een fantasie, maar het lijkt me niet onmogelijk..
En bedankt hč.quote:Op woensdag 10 januari 2007 14:03 schreef RickySway het volgende:
dat het bewustzijn een invloed heeft op je omgeving, en de vorming van de gebeurtenissen die je overkomen is naar mijn weten vrijwel wetenschappelijk bewezen. duik maar eens in de quantummechanica en lees Schrödinger's experiment maar eens.
Bronquote:According to the Buenos Aires newspapers, my long-lost friend Ricardo Morales was found dead in downtown Buenos Aires just one week ago. His face had undergone a radical change, but his identity papers were with him, and initial tests identified him as who he was: Ricardo Morales.
I lost touch with him about twenty years ago, when confronted with the country's increasing military oppression, we both ceased to pursue our university studies in Argentina. I came to the United States in the wild hope of eventually becoming able to help my people from abroad, or if circumstances permitted, back in Argentina. Ricardo, more courageous or more impatient, joined the resistance. He went underground and I never heard from him again until I read the news of his death today. And I was barely beginning to recover from the emotional shock when I received a note from him in the mail, which I presume was written a short time before his death. It simply says: "Please read the enclosed. I can't go on without letting you know why you didn't hear from me during all these years. --- Ricardo." And attached to this brief missive, I found a document with the following text:
This morning at 10:00, Marcos Bardán assumed his position as Secretary of Labor. Bardán is a famous politician and union man, but his work in physics is utterly unknown. This work, however, was decisive in shaping his life and his political career. Hence, I shall describe it here. Bardán studied engineering and physics at the National University of Buenos Aires. He left the university, and having assumed a false identity for political reasons, worked at a private physics lab for the next five years.
He was very interested in quantum physics. This led him again and again to perform a modified version of Schrödinger's experiment, which he found quite puzzling. Actually, his own version of the experiment obsessed him. Nearly every week, he would put a cat in a box, aim a loaded shotgun at the box, and connect the shotgun to an amplifier, which if activated, would fire the weapon. He wired this amplifier to a highly sensitive piece of lab equipment which could detect electrons. This in turn was attached to a single point on a surface of paraffin. He would place this surface behind another with two holes in it, and shoot an electron toward it. Sometimes, this electron struck the detector, the amplifier was activated, the shotgun fired, and a cat was killed by the discharge. Other times, the electron missed the connection, and the cat survived.
To Schrödinger, the experiment raised questions about the validity of quantum physics. To Bardán, it raised questions about the identity of particles, and indeed, of all physical objects. For according to one widely accepted interpretation of quantum physics, the physical reality of an electron striking the precise point on that paraffin surface (to which the electron detection equipment was attached) was only a set of probabilities. The probability of an electron striking that point, and of the electron striking a point one centimeter above it, and of another one a centimeter below it, as well as many others, all together described the exact place where the electron was. Each electron was at once in each and all of the places where it was probable that it would hit. The electron detection equipment, however, was wired to only one point. Therefore, each electron Bardán had shot, both had and had not hit the connection. Each time, then, the shotgun both had and had not been fired. And the cat was both dead and alive at the same time.
How could this be? Was the universe of physics merely a world of chance and contradiction? This implication was absurd. Yet, Bardán did not know what to believe. In the obstinate hope of finding out whether this wild possibility was indeed, a fact, one particular night he decided to do what he had done so many other times: to return to his laboratory and perform the experiment again.
A few cats were sleeping in cages piled up against one of the walls. Bardán looked at them from the door. One of the cats meowed, dreaming. Bardán went toward its cage, took the cat out, and put it in one of the boxes he used for this experiment. Sleepy, the cat searched for a comfortable position in its new bed. Bardán observed it for a moment. Then he shut the box. He began to shoot electrons at the paraffin surface. After two minutes, the shotgun went off. Bardán rushed toward the box. The door had been almost entirely destroyed by the discharge. Bardán opened what there was left of it and a perfectly healthy cat left its temporary prison with a jump, and hissing menacingly, scurried to hide behind a large bookcase. Astonished, Bardán wondered whether cats might not really have nine lives. He then looked into the box: another cat --- identical to the former --- lay inside, dead.
Bardán did not publish this result. He secretly kept on pursuing his research. But the logic, or the mere physics of the phenomenon, did not interest him any longer. The technology did. For if the phenomenon could be reproduced at will, it would obviously have very significant applications. One might, for example, develop a certain sort of immunity to armed attacks. And even if, strictly speaking, one could not develop any such immunity, the duplication of any individuals produced would certainly render these attacks pointless.
Soon afterwards, his facial features changed by a surgical operation, Bardán --- or to use his real name --- Ricardo Morales --- changed his identity again, this time assuming the name by which he became famous, Marcos Bardán. He began to work in a metal plaque factory, and soon began to take part in political and union activities. He took part in many of the bloody demonstrations of that year. Ever since, his comrades called him "Nine Lives," because he was unhurt, even though the automatic weapons fire of the police often left a carpet of dead men around him.
Years passed. Bardán became Secretary of the Central Confederation of Labor. People respected him, but he was not happy. In fact, he began to become violently depressed. Finally, he committed suicide two years ago. Or rather, as he feared, he committed suicide and survived his own death. He became two identical persons --- identical except one was dead, and the other alive. To cover this up, Bardán cremated his own body in a furnace at an abandoned factory. But he knew what had happened and was faced with his fate. His discovery had been fabulous. Its application was now irreversible --- he could not die.
Bardán continued working for his country and its people, and living in a way that took account of his situation. But the awareness of his immortality took on a new significance for him. His point of view now changed. His urgency to create just social solutions diminished. His sympathy for the oppressed became more ambivalent. He could wait; but others could not. He was, in fact, condemned to wait for all eternity; while others had to struggle in the present. He lived in limbo; others lived in hell --- but one that would end.
The President offered Bardán the Department of Labor. He accepted. This acceptance unleashed a grave political crisis. His enemies tried to assassinate him. At 7:00 this evening, he was shot in a bar across from the dark and imposing San Carlos Cathedral. In the skirmish, various individuals were killed. Bardán both was and was not with them. His corpse is now being viewed inside the office of the Metallurgical Workers Union. But he is alive. In any case, this is certain: Marcos Bardán is not qualified to be the Secretary of Labor. He is not qualified to live as a human being. For these reasons, through this letter, Marcos Bardán presents his irrevocable resignation from the position of Secretary of Labor that he assumed this morning. By the time this letter is received, he will be out of the country, and living under an assumed name --- forever. Let the people understand.
Soms komt God naar me toe en herinnerd mij aan zijn bestaan. Heeft niets te maken met aan hem denken of niet. Hij is er dan opeens en dan valt me op: wat is dit? en dan denk ik: Oh jah, tis God.quote:Denk ik niet aan God en sta ik niet stil bij God dan is God niet aanwezig in mijn leven, zodra ik ook maar 1 moment stil sta bij God, dan gaat God tot leven komen. Dan is praten met God mogelijk en God praat terug. Je hebt een denkbeeldig vriendje gemaakt die God heet. Wie weet is zo God ontstaan, de mensen hebben God gemaakt in fantasieDoordat mensen aan God dachten, kwam God tevoorschijn. Net zoals een karakter in een boek of film tot leven komt. Alleen minder tastbaar.
Ik weet het ja, gelukkig heb ik nog even gegoogled op de naam en kreeg ik alleen bookreportsquote:Op woensdag 10 januari 2007 14:52 schreef RickySway het volgende:
lol. leuk verhaal... maar obviously fictie
Komt hij naar je toe omdat je te weinig aan hem denkt of komt hij naar je toe omdat je bewust bent dat je te weinig aan hem denkt?quote:Op woensdag 10 januari 2007 14:51 schreef Lord_of_the_String het volgende:
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Soms komt God naar me toe en herinnerd mij aan zijn bestaan. Heeft niets te maken met aan hem denken of niet. Hij is er dan opeens en dan valt me op: wat is dit? en dan denk ik: Oh jah, tis God.
Dan heb jij een rare versie van Googlequote:Op woensdag 10 januari 2007 19:38 schreef jogy het volgende:
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Ik weet het ja, gelukkig heb ik nog even gegoogled op de naam en kreeg ik alleen bookreports.
quote:In de klassieke natuurkunde wordt ervan uitgegaan dat er een objectieve werkelijkheid is die wij met conclusies uit subjectieve waarnemingen zo goed mogelijk proberen te benaderen. In de kwantumtheorie (althans in de breed aangehangen Kopenhaagse interpretatie van Niels Bohr en Werner Heisenberg) is er geen objectieve werkelijkheid. Er zijn slechts subjectieve waarnemingen en de kwantummechanica doet niets anders dan het beschrijven van die waarnemingen. Er is echter geen andere werkelijkheid "achter" die waarnemingen. Het is ook fundamenteel uitgesloten om het effect van degene die waarneemt uit te schakelen: de keuze die de waarnemer doet bij het opzetten van zijn experiment bepaalt in belangrijke mate de uitkomst daarvan.
Ohja nee, die man bestond wel. Alleen dat gepostte verhaaltje bleek gefabriceerdquote:Op donderdag 11 januari 2007 18:17 schreef Geartsjuh het volgende:
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Dan heb jij een rare versie van Google:
http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erwin_Schr%C3%B6dinger
http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schr%C3%B6dingers_kat
Vooral de Schrödingers kat is erg bekend: bestaat iets als je er niet naar kijkt?
In het kader van dit topic is kwantummechanica op zichzelf erg interessant omdat daarbij erkent is dat de waarnemer voor een groot deel invloed heeft op de uitkomst van een experiment:
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Ja, want er is wel iemand die observeerde. En ik vermoed dat het ook niet zo makkelijk te stellen is dat alles wat helemaal niet geobserveerd wordt ook niet bestaat. Ik bedoel dan zou een bezemkast er voor iedereen die er de eerste keer in kijkt anders moeten zijn als het alleen strookt met een verwachtingspatroon. Tenminste dat denk ik danquote:Op vrijdag 12 januari 2007 13:36 schreef Lord_of_the_String het volgende:
als je een straat oversteekt zonder ut te kijken en je word geschept door een auto van links, dan was die auto daar echt wel, ookal keek je niet, toch?
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