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What Really is Qauntum Physics? And what does it have to do with my Garbage?

Journey, I guess would be a better name. I don’t understand my deep desire to understand all of the fallacies of the universe. Yet, simply cracking open a book could result in countless hours of introspection, question of theory, questions of science, and wondering how it is so effortless for me to understand complex computations, yet I struggle in understanding something as simple as 2+2. Much like my attempts to understand other human beings. I find them remarkably ignorant. I don’t mean that in the sense that I think people are stupid. Merely, I find in my daily life, that people are widely unaware of themselves. They are unaware of the way they think, why they get angry, who is to blame, why they make choices that are not in their best interest, they obtain anxiety over small, irrelevant things, like myself for example, I freak out every single Sunday night – about the garbage being put on the curb the following Monday morning. I laugh at myself because this seems so ridiculous, yet, it completely consumes me, every Sunday night. Why? There are SO many factors!

For instance, the trash has to be put out by about 11AM on Monday morning, which means I have anywhere from 7PM the night before, which won’t happen because I will be too tired from the comings and goings of the weekend, to roughly 10AM Monday morning – to put the trash on the curb. I have to consider that my neighbors who hate me basically because I dare to breathe, will complain to the village if I put my trash out before 7. And if I have too much trash (another factor), they will inherently complain regardless because my trash is unsightly and unappealing to the eye. Now, Factor 3 – if my neighbors would think with their Mind’s Eye, they wouldn’t be so disapproving of the visual of my unsightly garbage. Factor 4, I cannot stand how simple people are. We are miraculously advanced as a species- and yet, my Neighbors and I have a 4 month long battle going on – over my garbage. 

While writing the title for this article- I realized - it has something to do with Electromagnetic Radiation and Frequencies - if the universe responds to frequency - then, the result of the scenario is going to be based on the frequency to which you are radiating. I.e, I get pissed off about my neighbors and their bullshit, thus - my frequency is vibrating lower, and the universe is responding to that; sending me more low-vibe bullshit, like the municipality worker I cannot stand showing up at my house about an hour after  the garbage situation. I want more higher vibration frequency, I want more good shit, I think I just cracked my own enigmatic code; the only way (for me) to avoid the lower vibe bullshit toxicity, is to not engage. I don't mean go out and stare fearlessly at my simple neighbors while clenching a fist held in front of my core to try and center my energy, but rather - for now, to simply go do something else. Rather than wait and watch for the garbage men to come and wonder for hours if they are actually going to take all 4 bags, I can go hide in my office and get lost in the abyss of books, knowledge, learning, power, writing, journaling, so many things!

If the universe will respond to negativity, I expect that the universe will respond to positive optimism the same way. And yet, the one question in my mind still remains; if all of this is true, if there are really infinite realities and outcomes, why don't I see a man in any of them? That's not true; I only see him in specific ones - the ones I want to see, when I am at rest. We can go on for days here about momentum, velocity, data at rest (infosec), data in motion. There is really so much. I don't have all of the answers yet, but I'm sure they will present themselves when I am ready.

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