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Thoughts on Alternate Dimensions

            There are many theories on the presence or absence of alternate dimensions, the most commonly accepted one being that there is only one universe, the one in which we are living right now. Another widespread theory is that there are an infinite number of dimensions, with a new one created every time someone makes a decision of any caliber. Another that is much more widely believed [though many do not realize the nature of this belief] is that of Heaven and Hell; science has proven that Hell cannot exist below the surface of the earth and Heaven does not exist in the clouds, but still many people believe that it is there – the only explanation is that it is on another plane of existence or in a separate dimension.

            The single-universe theory is very logical; we cannot see, feel, or sense in any way the existence of any other dimension, and so, if you ascribe to the Idealism theory, because you cannot sense them, they do not exist – unless you believe that God’s influence and perception spreads to any other universes. It can be assumed that scientists, as a whole, believe in this, as only this perceived dimension can be scientifically proven to exist, and so, to the overly scientific minds, it is the only dimension that exists.

            Another theory is that there are an infinite number of dimensions, and when a person makes a decision – any kind of decision, anything from what job to take to whether or not they brush their teeth in the morning to whether or not to pick up a penny off the street – there is another dimension [or more, depending on what the decision was and how many possible courses of action there are] created, and in each of the dimensions a different action is taken. This theory is hard to grasp; if this theory is true then each second a billion new universes are made, since at any time you are making decisions, even really stupid, rhetorical, inane ones where the answer should be obvious, such as “Do I finish my Philosophy homework or do I go into the kitchen and set myself on fire while dancing around singing incomprehensibly and dancing the Macarena?”, and in one of the dimensions that are created, you do go into the kitchen and burn yourself to death.

            The Christian belief of Heaven and Hell can only be explained through the use of alternate dimensions; it is said that heaven is far above the clouds – physically, it is not. It is also said that Hell is a vast cavern below the surface of the Earth; physically, this does not exist either. If these locations are to be believed literally [as in “Heaven is actually a physical place above the clouds”], then Heaven and Hell must be on “alternate planes of existence”, another way of saying that they are in alternate dimensions. This also offers an explanation as to the location of the soul; your ‘soul’ could just be you in the alternate, parallel dimension which houses Heaven and Hell.

            There are many different views on alternate dimensions and as to whether or not they exist. It is impossible to prove any theory conclusively, though all have so-called “proof” or “evidence” to back them up, even if it is as simple as “What if this is true?”, which is not truly evidence, but is often presented as such. The different views range from one singular dimension to two dimensions where in one you set yourself on fire while dancing the Macarena to a separate dimension which houses souls, Heaven and Hell.

>__> Woo for random Philosophy Journal!

Yeah, I haven’t been updating. There hasn’t really been too much of note to talk about, but I’m bored so I’ll write about nothing! <_<

Yeah, no one’s on MSN except PK. >_>; I’m bored.

So this year’s been going pretty well, I haven’t written anything about school yet, so I guess I probably should… I’m in five ensembles this year (Jazz Combo, Jazz Band, Wind Ensemble, Concert Choir, and Madrigal Choir, three of which are audition-only ^^) and I’m going to be joining dragon boating once it starts up, in January if I remember correctly.

Oh, and despite being in those 5 things it looks like I won’t be going to Florida this year; it’s too much money and my Dad got denied Disability. We’re appealing the decision – if you know the situation you’d agree that that’s pretty fucked up – and we’re hopefully moving back to the apartments in the winter/spring, which Dad says should save another $200-300 a month, which is nice.

I’ve managed to kind of stabilize myself over last few days; earlier on in the year, I kept trying to get more friends, but over the Thanksgiving weekend I realized that almost everyone I’m not friends with now, I wouldn’t want to be friends with anyways; they’re people like Dane and Howie, people I don’t think I could stand for too long. So really, I have all the friends I’d want to have.

Well, that’s not entirely true; there was a “bit” of a “problem” with Julie on Wednesday… You see, last year I borrowed $6 from Julie for lunch money, because I expected to be able to pay her back on the next Monday. I didn’t see her on Monday, I stopped working that week, or the next one, or something like that. So, my parents needed all the money I had, and then I couldn’t pay her back. I ended up paying her back as soon as I could, but because of the situation I’m in, it wasn’t for like three months. I told her a couple times that I’d pay her back as soon as I could, and apologized numerous times. A couple times since I paid her back [in April or May, when I started working again] I overheard her telling her friends that I never pay people back on time, but I ignored it in the interest of not having a conflict pop up between us, since we were mostly good friends, we had common friends, and so on. Like, once when I needed a bus ticket I was asking either Jess or Nat [I forget which, I likely asked them both at the same time] while Julie was there and she told them not to give it to me because they’d never get it back. And I remember another time where I asked her, and she said “No, Andrew, I won’t give you a bus ticket because you never pay people back on time.” Then she walked away. Anyways, back to Wednesday at lunch. I was in the cafe and Julie and Jessie [who I owed $5] came up to me and Julie – not Jessie – asked for Jessie’s $5 back, and then admonished me for never giving people their money back. I told Jessie I’d give it back to her as soon as I could, but I didn’t have it then. She seemed okay with that, but Julie kept telling me that I had to learn to give people back their money when they ask for it, and then brought up the time last year that I just described, and finished it off with more of the same: “Andrew, you really do need to learn that when people ask for their money back, you need to give it to them.” So, I pointed out that I didn’t have it, so I couldn’t exactly give it to her, and asked her to not badmouth me to her  friends right in my face, which is really what she was just doing with Jessie, whom I also consider a friend. We argued over whether or not she did that for a while, then since I was getting pissed, I walked away. Yes, I actually walk away when I get mad. Then Julie stopped me just outside the cafe and I told her that I was getting annoyed and would like to stop there. She said no, she wanted to finish it there and then. So I told her no, I wanted to spend lunch with my friends, and walked back in the cafe, where Woody and Q were apparently (I didn’t notice this at the time) packing up to leave and didn’t notice me. Julie walked over and said to me “Andrew, if you don’t stop and talk right now, I will freaking scream at you.” And, since it’s the middle of the cafe and I’m who I am, I stopped. Big mistake, I think I would have preferred the yelling since then Q [who I think was in the cafe at the time] and Kevin Singh [who was at the table I happened to stand beside while this happened, though I don’t think he noticed <_<] would probably have gotten up and helped me. Anyways, I ended up moving away only to be stopped by her a few more times, and dragged through part of the school to try and find Nat or Jess to ask them about the bus ticket thing. And at the end I walked off because I happened to see Q and Woody walking down the hall, which gave me a great excuse to actually peel myself away from her. So, we walked around, I explained it to them after we passed Julie and co. in the hallway and I earned a death glare, and Q pointed out that “if you didn’t pay people back, I wouldn’t lend you money! And... I do!”

So yeah. That ended up being a pretty long rant. >_>;

I’m kind of annoyed about History, I really need to actually start paying attention in history, I basically just talk to Q and Woody and Colman, and I ignore the actual history. And then math I’m doing oddly well in, which is awesome – though it is all review, so that doesn’t mean too much. Anyways, Philosophy I’m not too sure Ms. Vila likes me very much but I’d say she likes my ideas. I just need to stop talking out so much in class. Science… I think Mr. Winfield likes me, probably partially because I love puns and can come up with them almost as fast as he can, and he’s great at puns. I’m also decently confident that I can do at least passably [meaning 85-ish] in science without too much effort. I should put some effort into it and actually get a 90 or something. And then… French I’m doing well in, though Q lowered our group mark a bit in our group presentation, I’d say. Ah well, he did better than I had feared he would. So French I’m doing well in. Civics… Ms. Stan told me, Kevin, Q, and Caleb that we acted like grade 3-4 students sometimes today, but I don’t think she dislikes us, and she seems to be a pretty good marker. Music I’m doing well in except for practice logs, which I should be doing better in, but… whatever, I should have perfect on the practice logs by… What, January? I think that’s what I worked out. Anyways, I got a 39/40 on my playing test, so I’m hoping that trend will continue. Jazz I should be doing well in, most people do. English… Mrs. Mo’s been telling me that I’ve been talking way too much recently, but I don’t think she really minds much as long as it’s quiet, which I try to keep it.

Ashley and I are doing fine; we’re still seeing each other every Monday between school and Wind Ensemble, which is great. We’d both obviously prefer more time together, but we talk on the phone and via MSN enough that we’re happy, and her parents don’t wig out (too much) about just once a week.

Oh, and it looks like I won’t be able to go on the music trip this year, unfortunately. Too much money, and the job interview on Wednesday didn’t pan out in the way I wanted it to, so, barring a great job coming up really soon, I can’t go. Well, unless I can talk my aunts/uncles/grandparents into lending me the money if I have a job at that point [which I bloody well better] or talk to Mr. Farrow and Mrs. Houghton about the costs.

So anyways, this should be long enough to warrant not having posted for about a month. Other than Wednesday, nothing on its own was really noteworthy, and I don’t like having random posts since Heather bitches at me and I have her in civics this year so then she actually can bitch at me. >_> Yes, Heather, I’m saying you bitch at people randomly.