Subjectivity as focus

"...As to the interpretations of the quantum paradoxes, we emphatically endorse the discovery that consciousness creates reality, when it triggers the collapse of Schrödinger's function, turning actual (real) what was only a potential existence (imaginary). That process, countless repeated in all observational actions, turns actual worlds potentially hidden in quantum possibilities, as it builds his or her parallel universe around that observing subjectivity."

Thus, we link ourselves also to the interpretation of the multiple universes, of Hugh Everett III, as we acknowledge the universe as, actually, a multiverse: An inexhaustible unfolding of universes that can portray small - or much accentuated - differences among themselves. However, we distinguish our interpretation from Everett's. He admits that all countless versions of universes in some way would "exist", superposed in a hyper-space of endless simultaneous realities as we, collectively, would only have consciousness of one. In our view, conversely, each of these multiple versions can exist only when centralized around a subjectivity that functions as its existential nucleus: Each subjectivity is the center of his or her own parallel universe..."

A typical Renseiw pata-research. Enter on the trophy or click here to surf a parallel universe, as seen in Copenhagen.

there where no attendants at home

“…There were no attendants at home; they had absconded to make merry in honor of the time. I had told them that I should not return until the morning and had given them explicit orders not to stir from the house. These orders were sufficient, I well knew, to insure their immediate disappearance, one and all, as soon as my back was turned…”

A strange clip, in Poe' ish angle. Sam R. re-view.

i found a strange handkerchief in my pocket

“…We did not really enjoy ourselves. When we got back home, I found a strange handkerchief in my pocket. Heaven knows how it had ended up there… The strange thing about it all was that after having seen the elagnt race horses, I met on my way home a whole pack of miserable horses destined to feed leeches.They were sucked dry till they died. What a contrast !...”

H.C. pondering… all pro forma, and tunes by Manos T.Sam R’s short snapshot. / link updated

my letter was all about you

”..There is no such thing as chance. Chance would be a negation of the law of causality, which demands that even the temporal meeting of two separate causal chains still has a cause. Chance would destroy the possibility of life . . . It would nullify the connectedness of things, the oneness of the universe.... My letter was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast. It was an intentionally long-drawn-out leave-taking from you."

A recent detail of H.C. Andersen, caught at night (Ionlyappeartobedead) in the Christiansborg Stables by Sam R. Enter here