I’ve been remembering Arthur Koestler’s book, with the above title, this week because of a new bizarre connection which has surfaced (adding to a group of similarly implausible coincidences in my experience). \u00c2\u00a0One of the previous ones was that my wife and I both lived in the same little building behind a larger house, ten years apart. \u00c2\u00a0The new one this week was that a book doctor to whom I sent a manuscript recently once rented the same house as I lived in when first coming to Albuquerque thirty years ago. \u00c2\u00a0If I remember correctly, Koestler says to pay attention to such logically improbably connections because they are a window into a deeper reality. \u00c2\u00a0And this week’s TSK reading, about a second level of time, goes further in presenting what is revealed when Time casts up these unlikely correspondences. \u00c2\u00a0But I still wonder what I can do with them. \u00c2\u00a0I guess just let them add to a gathering body of evidence that linear, sequential time is not the only game in town. –Michael<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’ve been remembering Arthur Koestler’s book, with the above title, this week because of a new bizarre connection which has surfaced (adding to a group of similarly implausible coincidences in my experience). \u00c2\u00a0One of the previous ones was that my … Continue reading