Duas... Normalmente há duas estradas. Lá encontraremos todos e ninguém... Em breve no meu blog:
Alone in the Garden of Forking Paths
"... a picture, incomplete yet not false, of the universe as Ts'ui Pen conceived it to be. Differing from Newton and Schopenhauer, ... [he] did not think of time as absolute and uniform. He believed in an infinite series of times, in a dizzily growing, ever spreading network of diverging, converging and parallel times. This web of time -- the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect or ignore each other through the centuries -- embraces every possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist and not I, while in others I do, and you do not, and in yet others both of us exist. In this one, in which chance has favored me, you have come to my gate. In another, you, crossing the garden, have found me dead. In yet another, I say these very same words, but am an error, a phantom." Jorge Luis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths (From the Preface of "The Many-Worlds Interpretation of Quantum Mechanics", by Bruce DeWitt)
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o pior é quando a estrada é cortada devido ao mau tempo.
Duas... Normalmente há duas estradas. Lá encontraremos todos e ninguém...
Em breve no meu blog:
Alone in the Garden of Forking Paths
"... a picture, incomplete yet not false, of the universe as Ts'ui Pen conceived it to be. Differing from Newton and Schopenhauer, ... [he] did not think of time as absolute and uniform. He believed in an infinite series of times, in a dizzily growing, ever spreading network of diverging, converging and parallel times. This web of time -- the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect or ignore each other through the centuries -- embraces every possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist and not I, while in others I do, and you do not, and in yet others both of us exist. In this one, in which chance has favored me, you have come to my gate. In another, you, crossing the garden, have found me dead. In yet another, I say these very same words, but am an error, a phantom."
Jorge Luis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths (From the Preface of "The Many-Worlds Interpretation of Quantum Mechanics", by Bruce DeWitt)
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