Dear Uncle Mike Vou've talked about death before, how It doesn't exist according to quantum physics, whatever the hell that is. Would you mind running it by me again: Someone in my circle died recently and I could use some perspective Thanks. Sometimes A Great Lotion E lit a B rand C otton B ras and P an ni5 Grieving in Cannon Beach L lN C lR If AND S L H F V tA R V I 111 A N tM I’l IA 5 I5 ON C O T TO N A M ) 5ILR 27 5 Q N T 5 OT 1‘I R U M Dear Grieving. O il. A M ) G J51O M SCTN1TD MASS A C L OR., BODY LO TIO N , AN D O A T H & 5 H O V IR G I L iNCtNSl A M ) C A M X .tS V You're welcome Uncle Mike is always happy to talk about death It's one of those subjects that, the more you think about it, the better you feel Uncle Mike doesn't believe in death for two reasons. First, because he sees no evidence of it in the physical world Second, because in its popular form, there's no room for it in the equations Keeping matters simple, the '!' we see in the mirror is a complex wave form Like a chord strummed on the electric guitar of the universe, our bodies are the surface features of an energy field W e are, in this way, brothers and sisters of everything from sea shells to scotch terriers, tennis shoes to philodendra, sunsets to stars. The observable 'we' is what Buckminster Fuller called a 'pattern integrity': a slip knot that slides through space/time, a one of a kind ripple on the pond of current events Owing to biochemical processes too disgusting to go into, our body ripples eventually fade and disappear. The disappearance is, of course, an illusion The conservation laws governing mass/energy and m omentum are very firm about life everlasting in a closed four-dimensional ripple tank. Things change: they don't go away There's nowhere for them to go Uncle Mike can hear you saying, yeah, but in terms of being able to have lunch with friends, dead is still dead. Au contraire Your spirit is a pattern Integrity, an organizing principle dropped, constantly and forever, into the formless potential of being A slip knot sliding through life A minor chord in the unfinished symphony of the universe Imagine a glass sphere Every point inside the sphere is a perspective The sum of all the point perspectives, an infinite number of them, is the internal reality of sphere If any of the perspectives disappeared, the geometry of the sphere would collapse. In term s of the geometry of space/time, you and Uncle Mike are point conscious perspectives that generate biological fields W e are. quite literally, born to do this Because all perspectives existed, at least as potential, in the first nanosecond of the big bang, our perspectives have always been here and always will be. Subtract even one and the geometry of the continuum is violated and the universe ceases to be This may be what Shakespeare had in mind with the question, "Death, where is thy sting?" Uncle Mike is sorry you've lost a friend Honor their memory by loving those who remain Instead of mourning, celebrate the gift of life which, once given, is never taken away ^ 3 9 N. HiM-OCR C annon BtAUi OR Pendulum & Striking Clocks C liff Sow ie AW I N o 2 6 0 3 3 NAWCC No 01 20664 (503) 4 3 6 -9 5 1 5 A lw ays Call first Sales Housecalls Packing & Shipping Service on Grandfathers Set-up, Adjustment & Repairs Cannon Beach Athletic Club 171 Sunset Blvd. Let CBAC be your Athletic Club away from home. POB 974 Cannon Beach, OR 9 7110 Come visit our exiting new facility. CBAC Offers: • Free Weights • Aerobic Classes • Bikes ‘ Treadmills « * Shower Facilities * Tanning * Rowing Machine * Climbers Drop in rates available 503-436-1515 RESERVATIONS 436-2661 263 N IIEMLQCK • CANNON BEACH Valoree Gift, l . m . t . Licensed Massage Therapy PO Box 872 Cannon Beach, OR 97110 Pager # 738-4438 Phone #436-0148 Christina Stanley RN, IBCLC Lactation Consultant Breast Feeding Assistance P.O. Box 201 179 Coolidge CjiTnon Beach? OR 97110 iear Uncle Mike My boyfriend and I are having this ongoing discussion involving the tupidity of buying lottery tickets Every week, he trots off the 7-Eleven