Boltzmann Brain

Boltzmann brain: 

in fact anyone of us could be a Boltzmann brain, it's actually more likely than the formation of the universe we know take for granted as our home, and if that's the case we might all be figments of someone else's imagination. It's something to consider. This is topic that fascinates me but is also well beyond my capability to truly understand and my writing will never do the science justice, and honestly I won't even really try to do so - I'm not a science writer after all, thinking of myself as more of a poet, lyrical prose with a spiritual bent being my main consideration. And indeed, if the Boltzmann brain scenario is true, than I am my own best and only audience. 

what it is - is a thought experiment. 

again, I won't be able to do the science justice, but the line of thought suggest that statistically, it is more likely for single brain to spontaneously form in a void, along with its memories of a full and meaningful life, than it is for the universe to have appeared exactly as it seems to have done. That's the Boltzmann brain, named after Austrian physicist Ludwig Boltzmann, and it isn't a theory that cosmologist suggest is likely, even thought the statistics show it certainly could be so, but it's used as a thought experiment to test the line of reasoning within he given laws of thermodynamics. It's here that the science loses me, being to complicated for me to understand let alone write of, mostly concerning entropy, random fluctuations of particles, and heat death of the universe. 

fortunately, I'm not writing about science, or even Boltzmann's brain. 

what I'm here to suggest is that grace plays a role in all of the above, no matter how the universe first appeared, or the likelihood of our existence - we are here now, reality supports us even if we're a Boltzmann brain that spontaneously came to be, false memories and all, we're alive in some unique and truly fortunate way. That's the thing with statistics, no matter the chance occurrence, it's always Shiva's game, a roll of dice for an entire universe to present itself or again to disappear, or not exist at all. None of it is for our control, the dice are never in our hands, it's always Shiva's play. 

so with grace in mind, I find myself truly grateful for the life that exist right now, how all the possibilities suggest that none of this should even ever be, and yet somehow, it is, and I am an essential part of it's reality. If I am a Boltzmann brain, than this is all a dream of my existence, an entire universe created just to know myself, and more so, that it's all dreamed to know you. 

I am fortunate indeed. 

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Peace, Eric