Some background
on this theory
Some people have asked me how I came to develop this theory.
It was a sunny day, a perfect blue sky without a cloud
in sight. I was about fourteen I think, daydreaming as usual when I was suppose
to be weeding the back yard. I had read something about the early universe in
National Geographic Magazine. I think it was the theory that during the Big Bang
our universe was just one single bubble within an infinite foam. I looked up at
the sky and imagined our universe as a great bubble, and imagined another
universe bubble, and another. In my mind I extended these bubbles outward into
that blue sky, trying to imagine them extending outward to infinity, and then
something happened that I did not expect. I somehow imagined what I was trying
to imagine.
I was not in my body, not anywhere really,
I was not me in a normal sense. There was just a space that extended outward,
my experience of it seemed mostly in two opposite directions, and there
is no way to explain it with words, yet it was so vivid then. I don't remember
there being any objects within it, just a great vast space that extended
far beyond any distance I could have imagined in the usual way. Actually,
I believe for a time, I was the distance and the space, or I was not, and
the distance was, but anyway, it was more real than even my youthful normal
experience of reality, maybe because it was less fleeting than each moment
of my life.
The distance was probably infinite, but completely
unrelated to anything I knew, or at least it seemed so in a few moments.
What was next is what shook me, perhaps because anything at all came after
this. Suddenly with a great shock that ran through my insides, I felt a
thunder as if lightning had struck two feet from where I stood. It was
time beginning again. Apparently, for me, time had somehow stopped, because
I quite literally 'felt' time, or perhaps myself, suddenly begin again.
It was like this universe of space had somehow interrupted the moments
of time that I was myself, somehow squeezing in between.
As I felt time and my self consciousness begin
again, immediately but only then, did I know I had experienced the vast
space. The memory of it came flooding in. When I experienced the distance
I could not think, "wow, what is happening to me." I could not think at
all. Only afterward, once I felt time begin again, was I able to remember
whatever it was that had happened. I was severely shaken, and I went in
the house and cried a bit from nervousness, and didn't even consider going
outside again till the next day. I don't remember telling anybody about
it. For years the memory would just sit there inside me, an experience
to learn from, and a realization that there was something more than the
world I knew in everyday life.
I was a curious kid anyway, long before this
unusual event. As some kids do, I asked questions of my family, mostly
my grandfather, until in exasperation he would say, "Gevin, I don't know
everything." One answer in particular, from an aunt, was eloquent and quite
masterful in her own right. I asked, "where did the universe come from?"
She essentially told me that God who had always existed forever had created
everything. It was an inspirational answer, and it made me ask other questions.
I thought about the idea of God or anything having no beginning or end
and so existing in time forever. And so I naturally wanted to know how
something might exist infinitely without having been created. But she avoided
that one.
As I slowly realized that no one really knew
the answers to the profound questions I was asking, at about twelve I began
to turn inward and I was off to the mountains to answer them myself. I
eventually settled on one question, how did the first thing come to exist?
In my mind it was not enough to ask only what created the cosmos or the
known universe. To understand one's life, or to understand anything important
certainly began with fundamentally understanding why there was existence.
It was not reasonable to rule out the existence of God, for I did not know
what existed.
I began at the beginning, and reasoned that
if time was followed backwards far enough there would have to either be
a point where the first something began, and beyond that point would simply
be nothing, or else there was no beginning point to the universe. That
part was easy. The first possibility, seemed awfully contradictory and
I soon decided that if existence had any kind of beginning the universe
should not exist simply because nothing by definition could not create
something, after all, what would cause a change in the original nothingness?
I could see plainly that if there had ever been a true or logically consistent
nothingness in the beginning then it would still be, and would remain so
forever.
I can laugh now because at the time I went
around for weeks fully believing that the universe should not be here.
I was amazed that the universe had somehow cheated past a logical principle
that was so basic it was undeniably true. The philosopher Lucretius had
argued the same principle. It was even a basic physical law in science,
the first law of thermodynamics, which states that energy is neither created
nor destroyed. My highly unoriginal idea was more than a principle, it
was precisely what we observe taking place in the universe.
Eventually I turned toward the second possibility,
again considering the idea of something existing forever, and I tried to
understand what that meant, still wondering why existence would be so,
but I could never figure it out. It seemed beyond my comprehension, but
I did settle and decide the universe must be so, for it could not be created
from nothing, and it did exist, so it must have always been. From that
perspective, I formed the belief and principle that not only did this one
world exist, but everything possible existed as well.
Since that decision I have discussed the subject
of our universe with doctors, priests, biologists and scientists, and to
my surprise many if not most of them agreed that the universe is likely
infinite, but none I spoke to had ever taken the idea further. None had
made any attempt to understand it, ponder its shape, or determine if there
are any limits to what is possible. With a few exceptions they were agnostic,
believing the infinite cant be understood. Others thought it chaotic, and
I have felt that fear myself, wondering if I should trust the universe,
fearing that maybe just over the horizon somewhere both our laws of nature
and our logical reasoning break down and are ultimately meaningless.
I have always been amazed myself to discover
that infinity was not this way, not chaotic or unruly, and to find an order
to things and sensibility within the infinite. I set out determined to
find out whatever was real, to find whatever truth there was, even if I
did not like what I found. So I was pleasantly surprised to discover a
comprehensible and meaningful universe. I ended up finding far more structure
and beauty than I had dreamed possible.
We all have imagination, and so we all can
dream of distant worlds perhaps in other dimensions. It matters not if
we stay within the boundaries of reality as we know it, or adventure into
make believe and fairy tale worlds, the possibilities are so endless that
no one thinks of such a world as comprehensible. And so when I continued
with my thoughts and questioning, asking and theorizing what it would mean
for the universe to actually be infinite, I soon found myself distanced
from others. No longer could I ask questions or find books to read. I was
alone, far from the beaten path. But I stayed, following the only way I
could find, a lush green trail in the high peaked mountains of my mind.
I innocently had no concept of how far my
ideas about the infinite would evolve. I had no sense of what I was confronting
or how intimately it related to the world around me. I just dove into my
attempts to describe and structuralize absolutely everything. What all
does everything include? Is nothing a part of everything? Is there one
world without end or many separate worlds? Is there just one flavor of
reality or is reality wild like the imagination? How could an infinite
universe, or anything, exist forever?
The idea that allowed me to accomplish something
relative to science was imagining our changing space-time universe as part
of a more permanent spectrum spanning from absolute everything to absolute
nothing, the direction of time being toward nothing. I knew of the Big
Bang theory, and knew already that the universe was expanding and space
was increasing, and so I related everything to infinite density; everything
as one, and thought of empty space as a physical nothing, which in combinations
with somethingness gave form to and allowed things to exist apart. My comprehension
of everything and nothing would evolve for years and change dramatically,
my thoughts on the direction of time would reverse, but the spectrum idea
was crucial and would one day begin to unlock serious mysteries.
During the years I finally was able to attend
college, in school and on my own I dove deep into science and astro-physics,
learning of Albert Einstein's theories of relativity, quantum mechanics,
entropy, and studied the details of the Big Bang and the course of time.
I had previously respected my own thoughts and ideas, but as I learned
more of astro-physics something unimaginable occurred. I recognized clearly
my spectrum model within what we knew about the universe. I was excited,
and scared, for a time. The universe is the ultimate mystery. It didn't
seem possible that I recognized things which were not yet known about the
universe.
I became overwhelmed by all this, enough to
leave college with a positive attitude. I desperately wanted to stay in
school but didn't have the funds to continue, so I was left with the goal
of writing a book. Initially it was a very slow and awkward process, but
as I wrote I became further enthused from reading books written by popular
physicists who had deduced the basic idea of infinite worlds from a completely
different approach than my own, mostly quantum physics but also Einstein's
relativity theory. They did not seem to understand the extent of what this
meant about the universe, but they had come to the same conclusion of a
'Many Worlds' universe purely on scientific grounds.
As I began spending more time thinking about
time, I developed the 'blocks of now' idea, or dimensional frames as I
called them back then, and then I confronted the direction of time. I considered
the probabilities of a model with two absolutes with no success. I knew
the early universe had leapt away from the absolute of infinite density,
but the rate of change consistently decreased as spacetime neared absolute
zero, which was clearly another absolute. Why did the rate of change slow
at a steady rate as time approached zero?
Like a treasure hunter my fortune in life
has been to discover the true meaning of a few misunderstood words, but
perhaps because of my love for science, it seems to myself that the greatest
discovery I ever made was there staring down at my desk, imagining a spectrum
model with two absolutes, confronting the overall course of time. In trying
to explain the decreasing momentum of space-time toward absolute zero, I
considered a model with a third absolute. In minutes, in a vague but insightful
way, I understood the arrow of time, assumed the probabilities of the model
to be our forces of nature, and knowing there was science that would support
the theory, began to embrace the most beautiful vision of the universe
any had ever dreamed. I saw that the known universe was evolving toward
equilibrium.
The model with three absolutes produced an
explosion of insight within my head for weeks and my writing and theorizing
began to take over my life. In that early burst of energy after I knew
I had something important to communicate, my thoughts returned to an old
question, the one great mystery I had no understanding of. How did a universe
exist without having been created? I was certain it had existed forever,
but why?
I had figured out the cause of our direction
of time, I knew existence was fundamental, and new insights were surfacing
everyday. I was riding a wave of successes and the momentum gave me confidence,
so I felt capable of figuring it out. I thought about time extending forever
into the past. Imaginatively I followed time backward further and further,
but there would be no out of body experience to help me. Exhaustively,
I asked myself, why? Why would a universe exist rather than..., instead
of..., I could not use the word nothing, I knew nothing as real, as a part
of the universe. I believed a nothing was real and existed, so nothing
was no longer an alternative to existence. What then was the alternative
to a universe of existence?
And then it came to me. There was no alternative.
Existence has no opposite. No alternative could BE in the universe's place.
I could see then that the phrase non-existence had no real meaning, it
was even contradictory. There could not be anything other than existence.
I have no memory of coming across Parmenides and his philosophy in my childhood
or even my college days, but was relieved to eventually discover it. It
is quite possible that I did in some form, hear something in a Moody Blues
song or read something. All I knew back then is that all the pieces fit
together.
Originally I organized my collection of notes
and wrote my original essays on a Commodore computer. Later I bought an
antiquated IBM compatible computer and moved into the mountains, finishing
my first attempt at a book within a year. It was mostly philosophical,
and in another two years I finished my second attempt at a book, working
more on the physics this time I attempted to hammer out the details of
how the probabilities created and literally were our forces of nature.
An overall theory of nature unfolded in front of me.
Eventually I moved to the city and wrote a
third book and kept working on the net. As I fully developed the idea of
two unique directions of order, my symmetry order and density order, I
realized I was no longer simply hypothesizing ideas that would be difficult
to prove. The gradient of two orders in mathematical form is good and practical
science.
I
was deeply honored when Scientific American included a link to my site
in their online magazine, in an article entitled,
Is
space finite? Later a Ph.D. Engineer recommended to New Scientist magazine
that they do a feature article on my work. Other scientists have contacted
me in favor of my theories. I recently discovered a chemist named Shu-Kun
Lin who has independently developed what is clearly the same theory as
my claim that there are two types of order in nature. Lin recognizes that
increasing entropy produces greater symmetry, and has published his work
in the International Journal of Molecular Sciences.
I know that due to
accelerating expansion, the mainstream of science will soon recognize and
acknowledge symmetry theory as a possible cosmology, and eventually conclude
that time has both a beginning and an ending, originating and ending at the
extremes of two different kinds of order.
Gevin
Books Understanding Everything; The Superstructure
of an Infinite Universe
Copyright © 1994 by Gevin Giorbran
My first book predicted the universe would expand to absolute zero. It
introduced absolute zero into state space and proposed an inverse set of states.
Much of the discussion was philosophical and undeveloped. A Universe at the Shore of an Infinite
Ocean
Copyright © 1996 by Gevin Giorbran
My second book condensed my theory and attempted to explore the probabilities of
a symmetric model of aggregate state space.
Exploring A Many Worlds
Universe
Copyright © 1997 by Gevin Giorbran
My third book was a reasonably developed presentation of the theory and
introduced grouping and symmetry order as well as a new mathematical system
derived from the axioms of symmetry order. Everything Forever;
Learning to See the Timeless Infinite Universe
Copyright © 2003 by Gevin Giorbran
Almost completed, my fourth book is a composite of all my writing, presenting my
theory as a developed cosmology, while also returning to some of the
philosophical issues and subjects I presented in my first book. My fourth book
addresses more directly the interests of non scientists, especially those who
are more intuitive, and are more able to deal with the profound nature of
existence and the infinite.
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