Dimensional Slippage (#4th dimension #uncanny #weird occurrences)

by Daddy X

Maybe it’s the Catholic education that’s made me so skeptical. Maybe if I were taught that everything had a logical explanation beyond ‘faith’ I would react with more imagination to unexplainable phenomena in the physical world. After all, the nuns schooled me in the use of the English language. That turned out okay. The math they taught me works adequately and conforms to demonstrable rules. Cause and effect come into play.

But not so with articles of faith and resulting dogma that stem from hiding one’s head in the sand. The religious approach didn’t seem capable of answering obvious questions or considering the contradiction of a round earth (which they acknowledged). Given that Heaven was up in the air, then hell must be below the earth’s crust. In Europe until the end of the 15th century, the accepted truth (except for those who sailed the seas) was that the world was flat, apparently to support that belief.

One of the first things I remember being skeptical about as an innocent seven year-old, wondering about what the nuns described as a ‘mystery’: the Catholic concept of the Trinity—three persons in one god. I raised my hand and said that it was simple: Just as there was one senate, there were quite a few senators. The teacher dismissed that as not valid for some obscure reason. The concept of the Trinity was something that was ‘true’ but a ‘mystery’ and I’d damn well better learn to trust (in faith) that the concept was a mystery and, as a mere mortal, impossible to comprehend. But I believed I’d figured it out. At seven.

How disconcerting to a young man, when all the faith he can muster is reversed by simple questions that won’t get answered due to contradictions with dogma. If hell were below us, wouldn’t the earth be overflowing with sinners by now?  Millions of years of human existence, with all the artifacts in evidence, yet we must believe the earth was created in seven days? In 1960’s Catholic high school biology, our science teacher spent one hour of our sophomore year on the “Theory of Evolution”— only taught to satisfy state requirements.  We were told not to believe it. I transferred to a public school the following year.

Of course Momma X and I have experienced occurrences that can’t be explained. For example, the pair of large red plastic hoop earrings that fell from …err… somewhere… after we’d just painted the kitchen of our first apartment. They appeared on the drop cloth in front of four people, one of whom said, “They’re falling!” as they dropped from above. There was no shade on the ceiling fixture—we’d taken that down to paint. The apartment was totally cleared out before we started. We’d worked there all day. None of those present had seen the earrings before. We still exchange them with the woman who saw them fall, sending them back and forth every few years to mark the event.

Then there was the apartment house back east, previously a single-family home.  Upon entering the stairwell leading up to our flat you had to pass through the eerily cold foyer. We and any visitors were fraught with apprehension until we got through our door. Friends waiting for us to answer the buzzer often became quite rattled. During an unrelated conversation with the landlord, he let slip that his mother had passed away in that foyer.

So why does this happen? Why do we anticipate a certain caller before the phone rings? If a loved one dies miles away, why do we wake at the exact moment of death? Do we have a telepathic line to one another? Certainly, people who live and love together over years experience communication that can’t be explained. My point is not necessarily that there is an otherworldly force or spiritual entity among us. Or, that human beings will never understand phenomena that may eventually become obvious within the corpus of provable physics. 

Let me explain:

Imagine a two-dimensional world, consisting only of length and width. A being on that world would experience height differently than we would. Consider a three dimensional object on that flat surface. The two-dimensional being traveling on that surface would experience the object as an unexplained barrier. The idea of height wouldn’t come into play. Though height would exist in the greater physical world, the being wouldn’t be privy to its existence. Possibly only a sense of shadow or repeated encounters would effect a subtle, unexplainable hint. The significance of the shadow would be lost to the being, much like our perception of time.

We are three-dimensional creatures, bound by the limitations of a three-dimensional world. We have inherent knowledge of length, width and height. Rules that govern these dimensions are pretty darned predictable, yet we do have the hint of a fourth dimension—the unpredictable time. We experience time as a sense of its passing, but do not fully comprehend or see where time goes or what’s to come. At present, the thinking is that time is just another straight line, like length, width or height.

Perhaps a slip along that elusive dimensional line could account for our premonitions, our intuition and connections beyond our blind spots. Food for thought.

I will leave it to you to ponder this further. But I do believe that there will come a day (If Trump doesn’t totally truncate earth’s time) where we may understand these phenomena for what they actually are. Even if humans can never experience an innate four-dimensional reality, perhaps in the future there may be physical, non-contradictory, theoretically provable explanations for things we now consider out of this world.

Or maybe there’s a big old guy in a white beard up there, pointing down and pulling strings. If so, he’s a trickster MF.