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quackery

not immune to it


I’ve written about my own experience with otherwise intelligent men and quackery.

“You without sin throw the first stone” (John 8:7)

Threw stones I did. So now to walk into the booth and make a confession.

I have my own quack hypothesis.

I even have a fun word for it too.

Meta-Dynamics.

Now I am neither a physicist or a mathematician. Nor am I Oprah’s favorite Chopra-uncle.

But from what I understand, quantum mechanics leaves gaps that we currently lack the proper models to occupy.

The human mind doesn’t tend to like vacuums.

So I slotted in an unfalsifiable idea.

A framework proposed by the Rishis.

If you dig into the culture. There is the argument that there is nothing but Brahman, all of creation is nothing but the extension of that same Divinity. The separation is Maya.

We don’t need to worry about the separation for now.

I want to focus on Karma and Dharma.

Karma has unfortunately been stripped down to do good and good happens to you, and vice versa.

Dharma is a hard concept to translate. The most accurate lossy conversion is “Duty”. But what it refers to is an underlying cosmic structure.

In the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna describes them as primordial forces that are in perpetual action through every cycle.

So what if I placed it into that gap and much like economics, let it trickle up.

It doesn’t change physics or chemistry.

Given the proper environment, 2H2 plus O2 still equals 2H2O. Sodium and Chlorine still make table salt.

But it does provide some fun reasoning for why something happened when it did.

I can move it up to geology, ecology, meteorology, and the other big scientific ologies. And the quackery still works.

Then I can drill into biology and humans.

I can strip away the woo-woo and boil why we are who we are to the compounding effect of pattern matching across thousands of generations to the point that it was encoded at a genetic, neurological, and communal level.

Ideally I’d have a clean answer for everything, lacking that my brain had to do what us fancy chimps like to do. Fill the void with some nonsense.