If spacetime is liquid, then like an ocean encirling the world, we are literally soaking in it. All of us. Everywhere. Always.
As the graphic above shows, the mighty mountain island of Hawai’i defines the longitude of Mauna Kea as the Mauna Kea Line (MKL), reorienting us to the center of an ocean-world of spacetime.
With the MKL, there is no need for an Imaginary Date Line. Although it is certainly true longitudes around the world are illuminated by the sun in turn as our world revolves, there is no need for mulitple zones or dates in a world where a shared sense of ‘now’ is easily large enough to encircle and embrace our small watery blue planet.
Welcome to the worldwide present. Welcome to the power of ‘now.’
Welcome to Mauna Time.
They say the universe is a big place, but if that is so, how come it only has a radius of 1/2 light exachi?
And what exactly is an exachi?
An exachi is a duration equal to 1 quadrillion pana’iki, or 864 trillion seconds. A mighty frickin big numba – or is it?
As it turns out, 1 quadrillion pana’iki is about 27.4 x 10 ^9 yrs, or 27.4 billion years. Roughly 6 times the age of our sun and solar system, and about twice as old as the entire universe.
So 1 light exachi, would be about 8.4 million parsecs, roughly twice the 3.6 mega parsecs radius cosmologists are presently pushing.
Recent estimates for the age of the universe are now ranging around 13.8 billion years, which remarkably close to half an exachi.
So, 1 exachi equals roughly twice the presently estimated age of everything.
There, please no more complaint about not have enough time – how is double the time there has ever been!
Now that’s time enough for love. Go make some!
We live in evolutionary times… but what about you — are you ready for evolution? Perhaps now might be the perfect moment for you.
Where time was long been thought by many, at least in the materialist traditions of the ‘west’, to be mechanical & metronome, today some are beginning to understand time as elastic, liquid and pulsing. More like music, and less like a machine.
The notion of a clockwork universe needs gears and cogs and spindles. As one turns, so others are effected. Inside this metaphor, everything connects; this pushes, that pulls, and these press. Yet when this notion is tested by observation, the ‘mechanism’ of gravity seems to lack not only any point of contact, but even any substance by which it operates. Yet still the planets, moons and galaxies whorl merrily along, untroubled or even slowed down by the absence of any physical mechanism. How can this be so? Perhaps it is the mindset of our models that has lead us astray from a clearer understanding of time.
Where ‘now’ was long held to be fleeting and infinitesimal, some are beginning to see it enduring infinitely. How long does ‘now’ last?
And then there is the shape of time — what is it? Some say linear, that it has a beginning and an end, that it continues forever, in a straight ‘time line’. Others insist time is circular, ‘what goes around, comes around, and ‘tomorrow is another day.’ What do you think? How does time feel to you?
Perhaps as the image above illustrates, the shape of time might be some kind of corkscrew combination of linear and circular. Perhaps we might begin to think of time in terms of vortices.
Where time, space and calender were separated into isolated ‘islands’ and distinct ‘zones’, perhaps as we move more fully into the shared present of a globally networked now, perhaps it is time to remove the barriers constructed between us. As our world seems to be growing smaller, perhaps our sense of ‘Now’ has grown to include the whole of our world. What do you think? Sure, Jules Verne and Umberto Ecco contrived to make the IDL wonderful plot devices, but is that honestly a good enough reason to continue the temporal charade into our third millennium? Does an Imaginary Date Line actually meander through the Pacific ocean, dividing tomorrow from today?
Perhaps time was never zoned, or segmented, but is continuous and indivisible. Perhaps time does not exist in discrete pieces like seconds minutes or hours. Perhaps time is more like a wave length than a particle. Perhaps time exists in myriad frequencies. What if time is decimal?
If it were true we are surrounded in an ocean of Now, what might occur if we were to Dive in. Discover. Connect.
If you were right now — i kēia manawa — not just carpe diem, but Carpe Instantum; seize this instant, this duration of chiros; the open window of potential? what might you discover in the power of now?
time lapse image looking north with Hōkū Pa’a ‘the star that is fixed’ (polaris) in the center of the wheel of heaven
but, hey wait juss one moment. Pretty sure Iʻve seen you before, juss one split 180 degrees from the summit of Hale a ka Lā! Ho! I reconize that acroteria anywhere! Gotta love the 144; Dekametric!
What if you could have mauna kea time on your phone? Perhaps, it might look something like this!
What do you think? Do you you feel any sensation from it? How does it strike you?
If something within this resonates with you, please let me know! It seems like things are finally kinda coming together. In this week alone, I met two people who told me they have noticed time seems to be speeding up, that some kind of fundamental change or shift is in the air.
Something global. Something big. Like an evolutionary shift in human consciousness. Perhaps as a species, the way we respond to the sum total of our experiences sends out a wave that ripples around the world. If what is happening now is like a wave that has been running for a long time through deep open ocean, it might have past nearly unseen. Perhaps now this wave of change is reaching land, and beginning to crest up, and rise. Can you hear the water sucking out the bay? Can you see the swell beginning to rise?
Perhaps it is good in this moment, instead of rushing down to pick up all the free fish, to instead turn away and head for higher ground.
Some less optimistic peeps seem to think we might be entering the ʻend times.ʻ that the world will end and that Herr Donald is more than a mere dictator tott, perhaps a signal for some dreary dismal Armageddon. Not me.
Instead, I feel we are about to begin. Something brand new. A turning of the page. Is it time to start a new chapter? Or time to begin writing a new book?
Me, I feel we stand on the shores of a vast new ocean of time, one where perhaps we can sail in all kinds of different directions. Something new with vast horizons. What do things look like from where you stand? What can you taste on the breeze?
I have an idea, and I would love it if you could help me. It feels to me like Mauna Time is almost ready to hatch. Me, I dont know much about building apps… but perhaps you do, or you know someone who does. Would you be interested in helping create a new time-tool as a counter-balance to the tired and sad legacy of industrial legacy anglo-babylonian time?
I think, perhaps “itʻs time!”
Not just for you and me, but for everyone in the whole wide world to raise our frequency, and slow down.
What say you?
The Hawaiian Civilization in many subtle and sublime ways is much more advanced than ‘The West’ has long understood. Thousands of years before Europeans ventured away from their coastlines, the Polynesian ‘Wayfinders’ were navigating across thousands of miles of open ocean, to and from tiny islands. How did they do this?
As you can see from the diagram above, axis of the Earth’s rotation is not perpendicular to the plane of our orbit, but inclined almost 23.4 degrees. Perhaps a major impact event in our early solar system knocked us slightly off kilter?
Whatever the cause, the result of this axial ‘obliquity’, as our whorling Earth/Moon system orbits each year, the Sun seems to travel from in more and more northerly arcs across the sky from January until the June ‘Solstice’, where it apears to ‘pause’ directly overhead the Tropic of Cancer (~23.4 degrees north), before ‘returning’ south again.
This annual solar ‘traveling’ was well known to many ancient cultures, including the Polynesians. As one of the premier instrument-free navigating cultures of the world, their careful observations of the natural world like this enabled them to precisely locate themselves, and sail back and forth across the Pacific They identified this northerly path of the Sun as ‘The Great Shining Black Road of Kane’
As it turns out, along this ‘Great and Shining Black Road of Kane’ is the small rocky islet of MokuManaMana. MokuManaMana is about as far NNW of Kaua’i as the Big Island of Hawai’i is to the ESE, making Kaua’i not “the top of the chain” as it is sometimes referred to today, but rather the smack dab in the middle.
MokuManaMana is a powerly sacred place. Even though it is hundreds of miles from the main island group, the density of sacred terraces on this island is more than any other.
On June 21st at midday the Sun is directly MokuManaMana. If you were to be standing there with the Sun blazing overhead, you would see the Sun casts no shadow on the ground. The classical precontact Hawaiians referred to this phenomenon as “Sun heaped on the brains.”
Why would the Hawaiians come all the way out here? As is often the case, the answer lies within the name. ‘Mana’ is a vital and profound spiritual power. When a word is double up or repeated, the quality referred to is greatly multiplied in potentcy. It is highly likely MokuManaMana was understood to be a vital observation platform to geolocate
Happy MokuManaMana Day!