by Bruce A. Smith
The following article is an excerpt from my forthcoming book: The New Physics – An Introduction to the Science of Consciousness.
In the spring of 2006, I conducted my first interview for this book when I met with Mike Wright, the previously mentioned physics meister and self-proclaimed “physics fun-guy” of www.beyondtheordinary.net – KRSE web cast radio.
From 2003-2006 on most Tuesdays at noon, Mike hosted a call-in show to chat about physics and related issues of consciousness. He’s charming, funny and smart – and best of all he is exceptionally generous with his time.
In addition, he is one of the teachers at Ramtha’s School of Enlightenment and so, was clearly the ideal candidate to help me get my tootsies wet in the waters of quantum physics. But, folks I’ve got to tell you, I wasn’t ready for his interdimensional sense of humor.
“What do you mean by science?” he replied, when I asked him to define the New Physics.
I squirmed in my seat and tried to figure out what my friend was trying to do.
For the next ninety minutes, Mike treated me to a “New Physics experience.” For every question I posed, he responded with a challenging question.
“Mike, you’re not helping me here,” I sputtered, realizing he wasn’t going to let up.
He just laughed.
A tension built in the back of my neck. Where’s the interview I need for this book? I asked myself. Where are the quotables?
“The Tao is Silent,” he offered, seemingly reading my thoughts, and he laughed again. “It’s a book by Raymond Smullyan. You should read it.”
Despite my consternation he continued.
“In one vignette of the book a Taoist master is asked to summarize the essence of his decades of study and contemplation. After a short pause, the master tells the interviewer, ‘The Tao is silent.’ Of course, this is of no help to the interviewer, who will eventually have to spend a good deal of his own time studying and contemplating to understand the nature of the subject he is investigating.”
Mike, I thought, I don’t need Tao and I don’t want silence or a run-around. I want concise answers that will enlighten the world, transform Republicans into progressive Democrats, and get me a Pulitzer. C’mon man, the New Physics, ya know, the science that’s gonna change the world.
“Everyone is the Observer of their own reality,” Mike stated definitively. “Yet a person does not directly observe the phenomena he/she experiences. Everyone’s observations are filtered through their own model of reality: the assumptions, beliefs, and expectations that shade our perceptions. Everyone who reads your book will create their own reality of it and what impact it has on them, if any.”
Mike was clearly orchestrating my interview, to a purpose. Over time, I saw that his questions led me to become an “Observer.” Mentally, I stepped back and began to examine how I was creating my current reality of the interview – what I was feeling, what my expectations were of the interview, what I wanted from Mike, and lastly, why I asked the questions I did. I didn’t get enlightened all at once, though, and Mike kept me off-balance every few minutes with a question that took the conversation in another unexpected direction, like his next one:
“Who are you writing this book for, Bruce?”
“Ahh, well, students in Ramtha’s School of Enlightenment for starters, but I think I can write a book for the whole world, one that can be understood by everyone, and written clearly enough so everyone can get something out of it, something that can change their lives.”
“No, you’re not.”
“What do you mean? You don’t think I can write a book that everyone will want to read?”
Mike shook his head, No.
“Well, who do you think I’m writing for, then?” I challenged back.
“You,” he said, authoritatively. “You are writing for you.”
“Yes, you always write for yourself, first. You seek your answers; you form your questions and explore the topics that interest you. If anyone wants to follow along on your journey, well, that’s just gravy.”
I smoldered inside thinking that Mike considered my hot-shot book on the Science That Can Change the World as being not much more than a glorified diary. Arggghhhhh.
“I’m not giving you the answers you expected, am I?” Mike asked, giving me some consolation, finally.
“You certainly are not,” I replied.
“Welcome to the New Physics.”
“This conversation,” he declared, “this interview, is an experience in the New Physics. It is not linear; it’s not what you expected, and it is fundamentally altered from what you’ve experienced in the past. Right now, you have a lot of unexamined assumptions, beliefs, and expectations from your past experiences that are filtering your perceptions. You are interpreting my comments through your old model. I am speaking from a new model and attempting to decondition you from your old expectations so that you can experience the new with more clarity, and I know that is not comfortable for you.”
“You got that right.”
“You want a definition of the New Physics?” Mike offered.
“It is nonlinear and it is multidisciplinary, like psychoneuroimmunology, and it is also multidimensional.”
“Okay, I’m kinda getting it now,” I replied. “The New Physics is the science of interdimensional reality. But can you tell me about the science of mind-over-matter? How do we use the New Physics?”
“It all depends on what model of reality you want to talk about.”
I gave him a look that said: Here you go again, Buster – and just when you were beginning to make some sense, too.
“There are many models of reality. The one thing, perhaps the most important thing that quantum physics has given us, is the acknowledgment that there are many different versions, or ways for interpreting reality. There is no one way. There is no, ‘it,’ as in, ‘That’s It!’ There isn’t only one right description and every other description is wrong.
“What we have are many different interpretations,” he continued, “such as the Copenhagen Interpretation, or Cramer’s Transactional Theory, or Wheeler and Everett’s Many Worlds Theory, or even Ramtha’s Model, if you will, based upon his experience and perspective of reality. If a model is consistent and explains the phenomena of quantum physics, then it is useful. Some models are useful in areas where others are not, and vice versa. They each explain a certain finding in a way that is more useful than another model. So, the model you use depends upon what phenomena you are attempting to describe, explain, control, or predict.”
I waved my arms to evoke more information.
“To describe all of this to you might take me three years,” Mike intoned.
“Then, Mike, let me ask you some specifics,” I countered.
“What is matter, and what is energy?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied.
“Feynman won the Noble Prize in Physics, and he clearly stated he didn’t know what an electron was.”
“Well, what about torsion fields?” I retorted. “A year ago when I was writing about antigravity, you told me a torsion field is a structure built from a medium in the medium, like a tornado is a structure of air in air. The prevailing view from many antigravity researchers is that when torsion fields are created inside an electromagnetic field, antigravitic effects are created. So, what is the energy, the medium that is creating a torsion field?”
“That’s what you interpreted from what I said,” Mike replied. “I told you about tornados and whirlpools. I don’t know what a torsion field is. Or an electromagnetic field, either, for that matter.”
Exasperated yet again, I slowly took off my baseball cap and ran my fingers through my hair. Gaining composure I asked, “Mike, what the hell are you doing to me here?”
“I’m giving you a New Physics experience.”
“You planned this, didn’t you?”
“Yes, in my focus this morning. I created my day well, don’t you think?”
“Yes,” I chuckled. “Darn well.”
Mike saw my confusion – and wonderment. With mercy, he explained:
“According to classical physics, matter is anything that has mass and occupies space. In that model, energy is not matter; it is the capacity for doing work. Energy is the manifestation of a particular variety of force.
“But what is force?” he asked rhetorically, and then offered an answer: “It’s the agency responsible for a change in a system. But what is an agency?”
After a sip of soda pop, he continued. “Matter can also be defined as a compressed energy state, or energy that has a low vibratory rate. Remember E=mc²?”
Mike placed is soda can on the table and continued.
“In other models, matter is defined as condensed consciousness and energy, an experience rather than a separate, objective thing. In these models there is no reality until an Observer creates it.”
“And a field?…” I asked weakly.
“A field is another way of modeling how a force communicates its influence,” Mike said. “A field is a collection of numbers that describes the strength and direction of the force at every point in space. It describes how space has been modified by the presence of a force. In some models all of reality is composed only of interactions between fields; no matter, no energy, no separate things that are needed to describe reality, just a collection of numbers interacting with other collections of numbers.”
He was on a roll.
“You see, I can tell you what this scientist says a field is. Or what that scientist says about torsion fields. But is it? It is their interpretation of their observations.”
“I get it,” I replied. “I’m creating my reality, my interpretation of reality, all the time. What is my definition of a field, what is my observation of a field?”
“Yes, your book about the New Physics does not exist outside of the New Physics. It is part of the New Physics, and you will write it in the New Physics. And readers will read it in the New Physics, with the phenomena of the New Physics happening all the time as you and they do so.”
“Yeah, wow.” Mike continued.
“The New Physics is like the Wild West of the 1800s. It’s wild, untamed, unexplored, and totally foreign to every city slicker back east that’s learning to enjoy gas lamps on paved streets, running water and indoor plumbing.”
“So, this book is like a map,” I suggested, “a guide to the New Physics, like a trail guide to the Santa Fe of the mind.”
“Not exactly. It’s more than that.”
After a moment of pondering I got his unspoken message.
“If I can write it properly, it’ll be a New Physics experience like the one you’re giving me, here.”
“Yes, exactly.” Mike smiled, then looked at the wall clock. That signal, as “old physics” as it was, told me that our time was running short.
“One more question,” I beseeched. “What are our bands made of? What is the energy, or what type of energy makes up the bands?”
“You mean the energetic fields of the body?”
“William Tiller from Stanford and Valerie Hunt from UCLA have studied that subject in detail. They can give you lots of information. Do you remember your initial understanding of the bands at your beginning retreat at RSE?”
“It was a two-dimensional description, illustrated as a kind of race track going around the body, right?”
“Then, in later teachings you learned that the bands encompass the body like an egg, a three-dimensional description of the bands, right?”
“Well, what do your bands look like in four spatial dimensions?”
“I, ahh, I don’t know.”
“If you want to begin to understand multidimensional phenomena, I suggest you read up on hypercubes; tesseract is another term. Try a Google search. That’ll give you a new view of how structures in a fourth spatial dimension may look and act, and how they spin.”
I felt excited hearing Mike’s advanced theories and understanding them.
“I can tell you this,” he continued. “The bands have some component of a moving magnetic field. Do you remember the night at RSE we did the Torsion Process over and over?”
“In the presence of a moving magnetic field, a magnetic inductance coil will create a small electric current. Well, that night I placed a magnetic inductance circuit in front of me, and I was able to generate some electricity to charge a capacitor, enough to illuminate an LED light. I produced enough electricity from spinning my bands to light an LED.”
“That’s great, Mike!” I exclaimed. “I’ve had a plan for a few months to rig a digital scale in my home so I could measure my weight, my gravitational weight after doing C&E or the Torsion Process. I’m sure it would be less than when I started.”
“Want a simpler method of measuring your body’s response to your work in consciousness?”
“Check your pH. Test your saliva before and after. It will register more alkaline afterwards. For a control, you can compare any changes from simply doing deep breathing.”
“Cool idea,” I replied. “So, Mike, what is the physiology of trance? How do our bodies change when we create trance states for ourselves?”
“Serotonin is synthesized into melatonin, and then that gets converted into pinoline, beta-carboline, and harmala alkaloids.”
“Hunh?” I stuttered. “I know about serotonin and melatonin, and I have an idea about pinoline; but what are harmala alkaloids?”
“They’re all neurotransmitters, and they facilitate different levels of consciousness.”
“Do they facilitate quantum shifting? Are they the chemicals of the Observer?”
“Who does the quantum shifting?”
“Exactly. The chemical changes are like footprints to a tracker. They are the artifacts of the activity of the Observer.”
At that point I could tell we were really at an end. But Mike didn’t rise up when I collected my notes. Out of the blue, he asked me a straight forward question:
“Do you think your agent has a digital camera?”
“I would imagine so. I’ve never met her, but she lives on the Upper West Side in New York.”
“Do you think she would like a visit from a luminous being? Tell her to take a picture of the chair on the right.” Mike smiled, and said nothing more.
“You bet,” I replied
I imagined that he had gone to the chair in consciousness and had placed an orb or some other talisman there that would register in the high-speed process of the digital camera. We students at Ramtha’s School of Enlightenment have seen hundreds of pictures of interdimensional entities who appear in digital picture as orbs, or their energies appear in plasma waves, much like the Aurora Borealis. When Ramtha is teaching, the Great Hall of RSE is so full of them the pictures look like they were taken in a cloud-filled room.
As we walked out of the offices of RSE and stepped a few paces into the sunlit parking lot, I stopped.
“I forget where I am,” I explained.
Mike laughed softly.
“Or where my car is,” I added. “Oh, wait,” I said, regaining my contact with the reality of whatever world I had parked in. “There it is.”
I backtracked a few steps toward my vehicle, then stopped again and turned.
“Thanks, Mike. Thanks for everything.”
“My distinct pleasure,” he said, bowing slightly.
“Keep in touch,” he added, as I fumbled in my jacket pocket to extract the car keys stuck in the fabric. A moment later, after I had found the right key and put it in the door lock, I turned to say, “You bet,” but he was gone.
Where did he go? He couldn’t have walked that fast back to his office!
It seems there isn’t any end to mystery when one is investigating the New Physics.
© 2014 Bruce A. Smith