Wednesday, December 31, 2025

Comfortable Universe: The Song of Everything (Part 2)

 

The Cosmic Rabbit Hole—portal to the 0th dimension.  This is a whimsical depiction of the primordial gateway that connects the inexplicable roiling sea of emptiness to all the stuff we see and experience.  It’s basically a teeny-tiny wormhole; and it’s the single most common and abundant entity in the universe!

Here continues our great visionary saga of how we came to be, what it means, and where we are going to end up.

It’s a long story. Part One was more-or-less a preamble. Here in Part Two, we’ll actually take our first steps down the path …

千里之行,始於足下

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” … or more literally translated … “The Journey of a thousand li (里, lǐ—the Chinese ‘mile’, which is now standardized as half a kilometer) starts with the ground beneath your feet.”—Tao-Te Ching (The Classic of ‘The Way’ and its Serene Power), Chapter 64


Song 8:

Let us begin, then, at the very beginning—the ground at our feet—both in terms of human discourse (merging three of the most ancient texts, with commentary), and at the first moment of time—when time itself emerged from the timeless—the Great Cosmic Rabbit Hole.

“In the beginning …” —Genesis 1:1

“… there was neither non-existence nor existence …” —Rig Veda, 10:129

“… The Tao (the ineffable) gave rise to one” (the Tao that can be spoken).

“The one became two ...

(All emergent things seethe with the conflicting properties of Yin and Yang—desperately desiring to endure yet desperately seeking to return to the Womb of their creation. From modern quantum mechanics, this fits the interpretation of the “quantum froth,” detected even in a complete vacuum as a cloud of virtual particle pairs [a particle and its anti-matter counterpart] that are constantly appearing and self-annihilating.)

“... The two became three.

“And the three gave birth to all the things that we find around us.”

—Tao-Te Ching, Chapter 42

When an unusually strong random fluctuation in the ‘ether,’ the ‘void,’ the ‘first Nothing,’ the ‘Tao’ begins to actualize a separation between Yin and Yang, the two opposing forces increasingly clarify and balance; but to keep them apart a third entity is needed. Thus, according to Chinese folklore recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas from about the 4th century BCE, there emerged a legendary primordial being named Pan Gu. He hatched from this cosmic Yin-Yang egg brimming with strength and resolve: with 氣 (qì, meaning vital energy).

Pan Gu emerging from the Cosmic Egg.  The calligraphy at left is just for effect. It’s apparently a very old promotional blurb for an inkstick product—one of the most versatile tools used by ancient Chinese calligraphers and artists.  The characters literally say, ‘long life, happiness/good fortune, the news thereof, buttoned or sealed by oil/grease’.  The two red stamps seem to say ‘salty’ and ‘sweet’.

As the macroscopic world materialized, Pan Gu was tasked with keeping the two opposing influences physically separated. Legend says that with his immense strength, he stood holding up the sky and keeping it away from the ground. Each day the sky grew ten feet higher, the earth stretched ten feet wider, and Pan Gu grew ten feet taller; and this continued for eighteen thousand years!

The math from this 2500-year-old legend provides an absolutely astounding co-incidence [or prediction?]. A distance of ten feet per day accumulated for 18,000 years is virtually precisely half the distance around the Earth at the equator—a number that is accurate to five significant figures! That’s an accuracy that is as good or better than most of the predictions of modern quantum field theory and General Relativity!

We’ll be exploring the way modern physics describes these same events (the expansive growth of our universe from the infinitesimal ‘Cosmic Egg’ to a whole universe) in much more detail in a little while.


Song 9:

But back to that ground beneath our feet. This thing that we call ‘beginning’ is a profound mystery. What is this ‘act’ of coming into existence—of actualizing or ‘materializing’—of translating from ineffable to accessible—and how can it happen?

This is not likely to be entirely a science question, though science has a point of view—the virtual particle pairs that endlessly poke their noses out of the Rabbit Hole for just a fleeting instant. But science is silent about where these particle pairs came from. That’s a philosophical, even a Spiritual question. For the full picture, the ancient texts that address the question manage to do as good a job as science does.

The Judeo-Christian Bible just presupposes an eternal ‘everywhere’ God. My dubious alter-ego, Bad Axe Jack from the Mean Boys’ Pit will tell you that’s all a body needs—nice and comfortable—easy as fallin’ off a log. He has a lot of good company, though everybody seems to have their own personal definition of 'God'.  As a way of talking about our origin, different versions may be more or less useful, but, in general, the idea is not wrong.


The Rig Veda digs a little deeper. It both clarifies and muddies the philosophical picture by describing a shadowy “phase change” that reveals the “not nonexistent.”

Finally, the Tao-Te Ching takes the ball and runs with it. It approaches the question with all the subtlety of our best scientific theories (the weirdness of quantum mechanics), but with none of the boundaries that science establishes for itself. It is fully prepared to address the underlying mystery about ‘what’s behind the veil.’ And that is why our Song of Everything (what you’re reading at the moment) is going to work from this point of view.

As the reader may have noted in Part One, the Song of Everything is big on dividing things into threes. There are actually three points of view about our deep origin that cover all the possibilities.

1.) Stuff always existed. “It’s turtles all the way down.”

2.) Stuff came into existence without cause, because the process of cause-and-effect itself emerged with it. This is not so much a ‘beginning’ as a ‘becoming.’

3.) Stuff doesn’t exactly exist at all. Never did. It’s all some kind of really trippy dream … an illusion … a hallucination.

That last view doesn’t seem to stand up to scrutiny because … well … here we are, you and I, looking and feeling pretty darn real as we hang out and “talk story” as Hawaiian-born natives like to call it.

But hold on. That doesn’t mean that it’s wrong. It may mean that ‘scrutiny’ or ‘analysis’ aren’t the right tools. It’s a hallucination, dude! Relax and soak it in because eventually it’s going to just go ‘poof!’

By comparison, the first view seems rock solid, straightforward and simple; and yet it is exceedingly dissatisfying to the human psyche, and I argue that it cannot work in a real physical world. It invokes an infinity, which is impossible to reconcile with experience (including the most rigorous and probing scientific enquiries, observations, and theories of the stuff we know).

Imagine holding the end of a string that does not have another end. It extends into that cosmic rabbit hole and it just goes on forever.

Well, first of all, how do you know this ‘fact’ about the other end? Second of all, what properties must such a thing have in order to satisfy the definition of not having another end? Third, generalizing the problem into an abstract concept, it is called “infinite regress,” and you’ll note that the term is a complete cop-out because it is a tautology.

How can something that happened an infinite time in the past have any relevance? If God has been piling turtles on top of one another forever, who or what created this hopelessly obsessive-compulsive God? How can infinite stuff fit into a finite, observable universe, and if it can’t, then where in the bleep is it, actually?

Sigh … Eternity, eh? Fine. Let’s set this brain-frying idea aside for a while—leave the one-ended string out on the porch and come inside to a much cozier, far more interesting problem.

The middle view has us settling into a special way of thinking that is both the easiest, laziest, most comfortable way of looking at things, yet also the most profound. Stuff comes into being (emerges) carrying its own built-in rulebook with it. More properly, the things that pop out of the Cosmic Rabbit Hole are largely defined by the rules they obey—rules that address how the given thing might interact with other things.

When something pops into existence, Quantum Mechanics tells us that it’s usually a pair of Yin-Yang opposites. Random chance then picks another thing that pops out of the Rabbit Hole to interact with one or the other of the initial pair before they self-annihilate, and if the combination works … well, the Cosmic Egg has hatched and Pan Gu is born! We’ve lifted a foot and taken the first actual step on our journey!


Song 10:

In simplest non-poetic terms, that first interaction that avoided a quick annihilation did so because its rulebook gave it an *internal reference frame* that differentiated it from the realm it came from—the deep recesses of the ‘Cosmic Rabbit Hole’, which we’ve also described by other names (the ‘Veil’, the ‘Great Empty Everything’, the ‘Huge First Nothing’, etc.), none of which, the Tao-Te Ching reminds us, are going to be adequate.

But this differentiation that had to happen (if there was, indeed, a beginning) between what emerged and the ‘place’ it emerged from is the source of potential valuable clues about that other ‘place’.

On this side of the Rabbit Hole, we have our universe, and the nice cozy couch that we are sitting on as we chat about it. How might that be different from what’s on the other side?

The description that Professor Thomas H. Huxley provided us in Part One, is probably worth repeating at this point.

“The known is finite, the unknown infinite; intellectually we stand on an islet in the midst of an illimitable ocean of inexplicability. Our business in every generation is to reclaim a little more land, …”

Pencil drawing of T. H. Huxley done by his daughter Marian Collier

That other side is infinite, illimitable, and as physicist and luminary Freeman Dyson put it in a quote from a 2004 article that we are also going to want to revisit a few times, “inexhaustible”

“Gödel’s theorem implies that pure mathematics is inexhaustible. No matter how many problems we solve, there will always be other problems that cannot be solved within the existing rules. […] Because of Gödel’s theorem, physics is inexhaustible too. The laws of physics are a finite set of rules, and include the rules for doing mathematics, so that Gödel’s theorem applies to them. ”

We will explain Gödel’s theorem in considerable detail in later discussions. That part doesn’t matter at the moment. The point that these great minds (and a number of others, including Stephen Hawking) are hinting at is that the other side of the Rabbit Hole contains a completely unlimited ‘library’ or ‘storehouse’ of possible phenomena that might pop out … and yet we just needed two of them to start our journey.

In order to make a universe as complex as the one we find that we live in, how many more times has it tapped into this reservoir? How much trial-and-error testing of various ‘reagents’ and ‘catalysts’ might have been involved before producing the final version that we see before us?

Did it all happen at once, right at the beginning?

Why in the name of blazes would we believe that???


Song 11:

Now we’ll go back and take an even closer look at that first step. Out of the gateway (the Rabbit Hole) came two entities that interacted, and, in doing so, found that they could work together to fashion a combined rulebook that avoided a quick self-annihilation as they saw the situation from inside their own reality.

Many kinds of rulebooks with this feature could be out there. In our case the Easter Bunny rulebook didn’t seem to work as well as something resembling the virtual particle pairs from Quantum Mechanics, but we don’t understand the full underlying rules for either of them; and that is a HUGE, under-appreciated clue. It is telling us, loud and clear, that understanding the rules is not required (and conceivably not even possible) in order to participate in the game.

Indeed, it may be telling us something far deeper—that the rules are not ‘preset patterns’ about how to function that are somehow residents of their own abstract realm (some version of the school of Philosophy known as Platonism) or were somehow all established ‘in bulk’ right at the beginning.

Plato (428-423 – 348-347BCE), one of antiquity's most renowned Greek philosophers, believed that the fundamental nature of the world was described by unchanging abstract ‘Forms’ such as mathematical objects and their relationships, which are not invented by us, but discovered using reason and logic.  Image is a detail from The School of Athens by Raffaello Sanzio, 1509

It seems far more likely that the process of finding ways to function—navigating the path that got us here—has been telling the rulebook what to say!

This fundamental perspective can be expressed in a radical statement:

“It’s Strong Emergence all the way down.”

“Strong Emergence” is a pretty technical term.  It describes a view of the world that the majority of today's philosophers and physicists deny (perhaps because it fundamentally undermines so many of our cherished beliefs about the fundamental solidity, well-ordered-ness, and self-consistency of reality). The meaning of it and its implications will be discussed at length as we go along. For now, we’ll use an analogy. We’ll return to the Turtles.

“The Hindoo Earth” from Popular Science Monthly magazine, 1877.

Hindu mythology has a World Turtle supporting World Elephants that hold up the corners of the Earth. The turtle herself is not standing on another turtle, but on some kind of ‘ground’ that successfully holds her up. This does not need to be any kind of bedrock—no hard and fast foundation. It only has to usefully hold her up. How far might she have traveled before she found this “Huxley’s Islet” that manages to hold her up?  How many tinctures, potions, spells, influences, elixirs might she have tested before she found a combination that gave her such astounding strength?

Her sisters and brothers might not have found such useful, steady ground, or the right combination of powers and forces, so the worlds they were holding up are gone. That ground and the power to stand on it are metaphors for the composite of all the governing laws and constants of physics, known and unknown, that characterize our universe; and the evidence strongly suggests that these laws and constants are not unique.

Most of today’s scientists and philosophers seem to prefer the notion of ‘preset patterns’ to the laws and constants, as if they are the things that nature is required to work with. The term ‘Brute Fact’ is sometimes invoked when, for example, we ask why the mass of the electron has the particular value that it has (which is, by the way, 0.0005485799090441 ± 0.0000000000000097 unified atomic mass units. With that small amount of uncertainty, the mass of the electron is one of the most accurately measured fundamental physical constants in all of reality).

Why does it have that mass and not ... say ... 42? Nobody knows. But the real complete answer is that this accuracy only applies to the comfortable middle realm between the big and the small. It is an approximation that breaks down more and more the closer you try to actually look at an electron; and ultimately it breaks down completely at the entrance to the Cosmic Rabbit Hole.

And so, our Song of Everything utterly rejects any notion that there is a prescribed ‘set pattern’ and sees no need for one.

The notion that the rules could have been different, and, indeed, were different when what became our reality was a simpler place (earlier in its history) is one of the fundamental features of our story.

To rephrase and reinforce: rules that work best get selected. Rules that work less well fall by the wayside and are eventually forgotten—completely lost—even though they may have been required to produce the structures that came before. Those laws that once governed the way the world worked have been abandoned and utterly lost. There was never a unique path from early times to today’s world, and so there’s probably no way to ever reconstruct the exact path behind. And this includes the laws of physics—all the way down to the origin of the universe.

As a more accessible example, think of the early band of Homo sapiens embarking on their journey out of Africa. New challenges met us every step of the way. This honed our skills at pathfinding—discovering new rules to ensure our survival in the new environment. There was no more swinging from fig trees and eating the fruit all day. No more figs at all. No more trees, in fact. (This was probably because of climate change—the coming and going of ice ages.) The rules about how to live in a fig-tree-filled jungle didn’t matter anymore, and so they were forgotten, and eventually completely lost.

The bigger-picture bottom-line of all this: Whatever their provenance, the rules are not fixed absolutes because the physical world has no absolutes. They’re malleable, dynamic, ever-changing, and yet deeply rooted. The rules governing our present-day existence have been tested and tweaked and refined for an unfathomably long time—billions of years at least.

Meanwhile, humanity’s oldest surviving knowledge is not more than a few tens of thousands of years old, and we’re doing fine. Does all that deeply rooted change really matter to us here on our comfortable couch?

Not likely.


Song 12:

Okay. Let’s take stock of where we stand.


Science has had great success in sleuthing out a lot of the present-day rules that underlie our existence. Its successes are mind-boggling. Just look at the above clear image of a baby Easter Bunny fetus in a Cosmic Rabbit Hole that was recently taken by the James Webb Space Telescope. (Okay, it’s actually a strange star called Apep that is spewing out shells of dust and gas.)

Our Senses seem to tell us that the rules are cast in concrete. The vast bulk of them are so deeply ingrained into the fabric of our world that it doesn’t seem reasonable to think they could change.

And so, our Spirit (our natural frame of mind) tells us that we might as well accept the rules on faith.

Every time you sit down on your comfortable sofa, you don’t worry about the Pauli Exclusion Principle that underlies the solidity of matter, or about Stellar Nucleosynthesis, without which we wouldn’t have the elements that the couch and your body are made of, or about the warp of space-time described by Einstein’s theory of General Relativity that is going to let you settle your bones firmly down on the cushions.

For every practical application—every situation we encounter in life—asking why the rules are the way they are is nothing but a big waste of time and energy. Worse, if the rules themselves are nothing but a cobbled-together best working playbook (and the bulk of the evidence seems to point in this direction), then talking about them authoritatively would be flat-out impossible.


This is perhaps the most fundamental verse of the Song of Everything. Note well its infinite depth, its Yin-Yang tension, its profound paradox. It tells no truth yet it represents truth in its entirety. It can make your head spin, or it can be a call to lay down all your burdens and just …

Relax! Everything is under control. It’s not all on your shoulders. Vast have been the preparations, the history, the trial-and-error testing, that bring us to today. For your convenience, the linens have been washed, the soap dispenser refilled, the pillows have been plumped, and the bed has been made. Enjoy your stay!


Song 13:

Yep. Lucky Song 13 seems to tell us that the first 12 Songs don’t really matter much. Crazy, huh?

Answers are seldom bigger than questions (invoking Huxley’s Islet from Song 10), and yet questions do not guarantee answers. Probing this Yin-Yang tension is not something that most of us need or want to do—it’s for a special breed of curiosity-seeker, and even for them it’s perhaps mostly for its own sake.

The Big-P Paradox of existence says that the ‘Cosmic Rabbit Hole’ out of which stuff emerged, does not even properly exist. It can’t be queried (by ‘why’ questions).

Think of the annoying precocious little kid who keeps asking ‘why’ to every answer you give her. The only sure way to end the infinite regress of “why’s” is to answer with a question of your own: “Well, young prodigy, exactly why are you asking why? What if I stuck you with the burden of answering my “why’s” until the universe comes to an end? Would you like that?”

Chapter 1 of the Tao-Te Ching covers this ground so much more eloquently:

“The Tao that can be spoken is not the ultimate Tao

The name that can be named is not the true Name

The nameless is the beginning of the found path

Naming is the origin of particular things along the Way

Free from desire, you experience the ineffable

Caught in desire, you see only manifestations

Yet the unspoken and its manifestations arise from the same source

Differing only by the attempt at naming; this is the great mystery.

[Note the precise characterization of the as-yet-unresolved “measurement problem” in quantum mechanics, revealed 2500 years before science recognized it!]

Mystery upon mystery is the gateway into the streaming wonder of existence.”

The Song of Everything has been unapologetically proceeding down one chosen pathway that seems well-enough marked that it can get us through this gateway. It’s an individual choice, to be sure; but as we delve into its physical detail (the specifics of what has been described as the ‘Cosmic Egg’ of combined entities that managed to avoid quick annihilation in Song 9), I’ll present some evidence for those trail-markers—clues gleaned from taking a step back and seeing the known physics in a bigger frame of reference.

The first step is to revisit, one last time, that enigmatic unnamable: the Tao that cannot be spoken. I’ve already dubbed it the “Great Empty Everything.” It could just as easily be called the “Womb of the Mama Easter Bunny;” but there’s a science name for it too: “The Vacuum” (with a capital V). This is distinct from ‘a vacuum’ with a little ‘v.’  The Big-V version is not empty space but the lack of space (and any other attribute). Scientists who drill down into the small-scale (the quantum mechanical) characteristics of the little-v vacuum from their comfortable couches here in the observable universe have provided us with clues about this bigger picture. Most of them don’t even realize the significance of the clues. The key is to re-envision the thought space.

An empty little-v vacuum in space-time (which is the all-pervading currency, or substrate, of our nice comfortable universe) includes in its regime “quantum fields” that are only described by mathematical equations that have no clear physical interpretation. Yet these fields actualize strange shadow-entities called “virtual particles.” A careful look at the physics shows that they are considered nothing but useful tools for visualizing the math. Their physical properties can never be measured, yet there are loads of oft-repeated physics experiments that prove, with no lingering reasonable doubt, that the physical effects of the “virtual particles” are real and significant. Here is not the place to delve into detail of the hard physics, but for those who need confirmation of the importance of these shadow entities, check out the Lamb Shift and the Casimir Effect.

What’s important here is to go the next step beyond. What happens in the little-v vacuum that we have access to via our universe’s internal reference frame, ought to (by re-envisioning the thought space) be a “particular manifestation” of a more fundamental underlying Big-V Vacuum—one that has three vital attributes.

First, it is not dependent on being observed, same as any quantum field in the Everettian interpretation—again I’m using jargon in order to be accurate, but it’s not central to the point here.

Second, it is not obligated to manifest anything physical, let alone our particular universe.

Third, and most vital, it is free to manifest Anything physical—free to accommodate mergers or interactions between ‘virtual particles’ in the way we see virtual particles interacting with our observed world; and those interacting entities can have any degree of complexity—there is no law to prevent it. Easter Bunnies are NOT ruled out. In general, these interacting things are allowed to develop into what we might call self-replicating ‘tumors’ (of which Easter Bunnies and our particular universe are just two examples). Moreover, the Big-V Vacuum remains free to completely and utterly ignore any such entities/tumors that contaminate its dominion—free to function identically whether such self-sustaining ‘cancers’ do or do not exist.


Here is the gateway—the Cosmic Rabbit Hole—a lawless shadow realm outside of time and space, lacking causality—neither caused nor causing, lacking ‘being’ (ontology)—neither not-non-existent nor not-existent, physically empty but not physically irrelevant.

The dry science description of the big-V Vacuum has three parts:

One: It is a random base state (a jargon term meaning that it stays, on average, at the lowest energy state that is possible to have, as any good vacuum should).

Two: it exhibits effectively infinite entropy (another jargon term that just means that it can't contain any information and is incapable of having any physical effect on anything except by quantum weirdness).

Three: it is inextricably linked via sub-Planck-Length wormholes (the Cosmic Rabbit Hole) to every particle in our universe (Planck Length is yet another jargon term for a length so short that everything we know is bigger than that.  It's a quantum space scale so small that trying to look at it is physically impossible because any way you try to focus some sort of beam to look at it has to concentrate so much energy that the whole shebang just collapses into a Black Hole. I’ll skip trying to explain wormholes because popular descriptions have pretty well familiarized most of the general public with the concept. Just know that the wormholes we’re talking about here are so tiny that they are not burdened by the sketchy problems or paradoxes, such as negative energy, that bigger-scale ones—that you might hope to travel through—are known to have).

Here is the Tao—the silent, always present unnamable entity underlying Everything—the beginning of our story.


Song 14:

We posit that this Big-V Vacuum is what gave rise to the peculiar space-time that is peculiar to our universe, and to its peculiar rules of causality. The appearance of our universe was random, spontaneous, and without cause. Big-V herself was not altered by our appearance at all, though maybe other things in her ineffable realm might be …

She can allow (is not prohibited from allowing) any of a much broader range of things to jump into existence, and that is potentially important.

As mentioned in Song 13, these other things can be Anything and they represent the ‘library’ of possible effects or entities that our universe could have tapped into as it developed and evolved. They’re not restricted to the few selected, known things that our current universe, so far, has been able to interact with and has found useful.

Yet among the things produced was (obviously) a variety of Somethings, with all their complex accoutrements, both those that have been recognized by science and those that are not (yet) understood, that have cobbled together the universe we know and love.

What were those first Somethings? Science has not acknowledged/recognized that it has penetrated to this depth, yet there are a few pretty clear clues (trail-markers) that could point the way.

If you start from scratch (which is exactly what this Song of Everything is attempting to do), and if you are tasked with producing the world we live in, isn’t the simplest way to go the most likely?

Just throw all the possible entities that might come out of the Rabbit Hole onto a huge vibrating table, like pieces of a zillion-dimensional jigsaw puzzle with a zillion different shapes and a zillion possible ways that each piece might fit with others.

Start the table vibrating, and then just settle back on your couch and watch—no plan, no design, no restrictions. Let the stuff shuffle around, and see what combines and stays stuck together.

Be patient. This is no 'Easter Bunnies pounding randomly on a keyboard' until they successfully type Tolstoy’s War and Peace. It’s a lot more sophisticated and a lot more complicated than that!  Stay tuned for details in Part Three

How long will it take? Wrong question. Time is just one of the potential attributes that some of the pieces might bring into being. You have all the time you need, locked up inside those pieces, just waiting to be sprung loose!

What are the first pieces that might stick together that could lead in the direction of our universe? Well, pieces that start the clock ticking are obviously involved. You need time and you’ve got to have something to do the ticking to measure it, which means you need matter in motion through space. Lots of requirements right from the start! It already seems far too complicated to just randomly fall together.

But there does seem to be a preferred way that we can proceed one step at a time; and physics has provided some significant clues that might point to it (though, as already said, most physicists probably don’t realize it).

The big reveal has to come in the form of deep Physics Jargon again. I’ll throw out the terms … won’t explain them here. You’ll have to stay tuned for Part Three!

1.) The Asymptotic Freedom of the Strong Force and a pathway to it in General Relativity, via Quadratic Gravity.

2.) Non-locality as demonstrated to exist via Nobel-Prize-winning experimental confirmation of Bell’s Theorem. What Einstein ridiculed as “Spooky action at a distance” has proven to be reality.

3.) The Hierarchy Problem and the failure of ‘Renormalization’ at UV length scales.

Tuesday, December 23, 2025

Comfortable Universe: The Song of Everything (Part 1)

 


INTRODUCTION: 

Here begins a long story. This is the first in a series of posts that might stretch on for years.

Presented in the pages under this title you will find my always-evolving best current working version of our collective Origin Story—how we came to be, the context in which we find ourselves, what it means, and what holds it all together. But it doesn’t stop there. It is a complete story, making a projection of how humans and life might evolve far into the future—we’re talking about trillions of years here, at least. Our sun won’t be around. Our universe won’t even be around by then. But we will—a ‘collective we’ in the form of living structures that … wait … no spoilers here!

Always this Song of Everything strives to be a balanced mix of three elements of a dynamic trinity of our ‘way of understanding’ the world:

1.) Science: the scientist’s gleaned knowledge—repeatable, as objective as possible, meaning that it is supposed to be independent of the biases of any individual,

2.) Sense: the intuitive stories our physical senses tell us, generally filtered through our life experience and cultural ‘common sense.’ This is the kind of story that an average person who could be your neighbor might tell, and

3.) Spirit: a far-reaching vision …

Wait ... What?

Be patient. Let me double-down on this and explain.

In modern parlance, it’s called a hypothesis, which distinguishes it from the mysticism associated with, say, the visions that are thickly strewn throughout the Judeo-Christian Bible and most other religious faiths going back to Shamanic traditions.

In today’s world, a good ‘vision’ uses Imagination and Creativity in conjunction with the best known ‘facts’ about a particular matter to build a structure (a mental model) that describes some extension of the facts that is not yet known or recognized. Einstein could be said to have had such vision—viewing the world in a new way that led to his theories of Relativity—Special Relativity in 1905, then General Relativity ten years later.

In ancient times such people were deemed ‘Prophets;’ and the ones that got it right (or the ones that had good PR—Public Relations) are the ones that are remembered.

The old way of talking about this process of developing hypotheses, which are truly nothing but ‘visions,’ has value.

The stories/theories/hypotheses – the ‘Songs’ that I offer in this series of posts present ideas beyond the limits of current knowledge, both on the smallest and largest spatial scales and on the distant past and distant future time scales. It’s really an attempt to cover Everything.

That is the Spirit part of this ‘trinity,’ and it is, of course personal to the teller. That’s the part that that makes any story robust and complete—the telling, with a speaker and an audience—the part that gives life to words and information—puts it on a living substrate!

Think of a closed book sitting on a dusty shelf high in the stacks of some forgotten library. What does that book say? Nothing … until somebody takes it off the shelf, dusts it off, and reads it. Suddenly, an inert collection of atoms organized in the form of symbols becomes a ‘vision,’ simply because of a choice to ‘observe’ the atoms made by a person who has had some training in the interpretation of those symbols. Sounds a lot like magic. Or quantum mechanics.

Taking the magic and turning it inside out: that ‘training in the interpretation of those symbols’ exists in another library—the observer’s mind—and in this story I aim to use the term ‘mind’ in the broadest sense. Every mind is, itself, like that dusty library full of stacks and stacks of closed books.

Open your books, people! Share them! As the prophet Mohammed was told (three times) by the Archangel Gabriel in his seminal vision in the cave of Hira in 610AD:

“Iqra”

“Read!” “Recite!” “Proclaim!”

The Malian scholar, writer and ethnologist Amadou Hampâté Bâ (1900-1991) tells us:

“In Africa, when an elder dies, a library burns, an entire library disappears, without the need for the flames to destroy the paper.”

Amadou Hampâté Bâ, staunch advocate of the oral tradition, member of UNESCO’s executive Council, 1962-1970.

If we keep our stories to ourselves—if we never tell them—what value can they possibly have?

Song 1:

Let it begin with a trilogy of notable quotes.

1.) Science: Physicist and philosopher Sean Carroll coined the term Poetic Naturalism about fifteen years ago. It was a brilliant creation. It invites all of us—the average Jane, John, or Jo—to participate in the big-picture dialogue about the meaning of existence:

“I like to talk about a particular approach to Naturalism, which can be thought of as Poetic. By that I mean to emphasize that, while there is only one world, there are many ways of talking about the world. ‘Ways of talking’ shouldn't be underestimated; they can otherwise be labeled ‘theories’ or ‘models’ or ‘vocabularies’ or ‘stories,’ and if a particular way of talking turns out to be sufficiently accurate and useful, the elements in its corresponding vocabulary deserve to be called real.”

Yet, it seems to me that Sean maintains a radically biased perception of the natural world. He confidently points to the ‘unbroken patterns’ in nature that have allowed physicists to make astounding progress over the last 400 years or so, particularly in the last century; and he seems to globalize that view, as if it could (even should?) apply to Everything.

Fine. That’s his story, and he’s certainly entitled to it.

2.) Sense: Long before Sean Carroll, in 1887, Professor Thomas H. Huxley (grandfather of Brave New World author Aldous Huxley) chose to offer a much more “Big-Picture” story that I find exquisitely ‘accurate and useful’:

“The known is finite, the unknown infinite; intellectually we stand on an islet in the midst of an illimitable ocean of inexplicability. Our business in every generation is to reclaim a little more land, …”

Think of the space scales of things we know about. There’s a biggest (the whole observable universe) and there is a smallest (individual particles such as the electron, the quark, and the photon). The range of scales between them covers everything we can talk about—Huxley’s Islet. Yet beyond those limits, in both directions, the scales are illimitable, inexhaustible, and utterly inexplicable. That’s Huxley’s great mysterious ocean—roiling, chaotic, feral.

3.) Spirit: Here’s where Martial Artist, poet and actor Bruce Lee comes to our aid. In about 1970 he said:

“If you want to learn to swim, jump into the water. On dry land no frame of mind is ever going to help you.”

He also said

“Be the water, my friend”

and this adds profound depth to his story. It is not enough to leave the comfortable Islet and jump into the water. To truly experience the full truth of the unknown, we must strive to become it.

One may begin with pure mysticism, seeking some sort of paranormal experience. Poetic Naturalism permits this, and I believe it is vital. But it is also essential to regain the focus on Naturalism at the end of the day.

This is the art of returning to the realm of the “accurate and useful” (i.e., to Huxley’s dry land) carrying the newly gleaned understanding with you—this is the art that I have been striving to master for 77 years. This is the product that I hope to offer in this series of posts.

Song 2:

To that end: here is a prime example of, or elaboration on, the idea of ‘Learning to Swim the illimitable ocean of inexplicability.’

You will hear authors, when asked where their novel plots come from, explain that the stories sometimes seem to “write themselves.” The flow almost feels organic, as if emerging from some external source. This, in my view, is a completely subjective claim—it’s not that the ideas are coming from some greater ‘cosmic consciousness’ or something metaphysical. It’s more likely that our brain’s amazingly sophisticated mental “Chat GPT” is just working on auto-pilot—roughly working the way Large Language Models work but drawing not just on simple prompts and applying the most likely next words, but by sub-consciously adapting experiences and ideas stored in our memories to the current story being told. I’ve had that reaction to my own writing, and I think every one of us, whether we are writing or just recounting an anecdote orally to a friend, have this built-in ability. Not everything has to pass through the processing center we call ‘consciousness’ before it spills out into words.

(I believe this is how the language, quoted in the next section, from three ancient faith traditions came about.)

In my case, the focus has been on improving upon all the origin stories via my own world-building project—putting my own twist on things where I think there’s a ‘better way,’ trying to blend and merge them into a single coherent tale (or song).

I’ve been doing this since I was a teenager. It has always been more than a ‘Mythopoeia’ such as fantasy and science fiction writers develop for their novels. I’ve always strived to keep it consistent with everything I have learned about the way the real-world functions. Yet I also strive to take the story far beyond the bounds of other stories, building projections far into the future and reflecting the deep unobserved past—both time and space scales that extend beyond what we have observed. Loosely described, it is a balanced model of our real world that takes the form of another trinity:

1.) The found path: a big-picture model of the multiverse and ‘beyond,’ strongly rooted in science—both in what has been established as ‘fact,’ but also considering diverse and subtle clues based on careful observation of the assumptions and simplifications and presently unsolved problems that science has encountered, weaving the known and unknown together using big-picture “unbounded-by-any-box” thinking,

2.) The way forward: Speculating about where the path could lead using best-guess extrapolations of modern theory

3.) The path behind: Speculating about where the path came from, beyond memory and record. Here again, we invoke the basic trinity:

A.) Science: The deep roots of physics, beyond what has thus far been observed: i.) Quantum Mechanics, ii.) General Relativity, and iii.) The unappreciated or underappreciated importance of the unknown and the unknowable. Neither quantum mechanics nor general relativity are described by equations that can be solved, except for highly simplified situations. Most importantly, science still provides no consensus on how quantum fields translate into the picture of the world that our senses detect …

B.) Sense—the deep roots of chemistry and biology, which contains its own trilogy: i.) The origin of the natural elements, ii.) The origin of interaction of life and its ongoing interactions with the inorganic environment, iii) The myriad things that we, as a species, know and feel in our heart of hearts, as coded in the DNA of every cell in our being.

C.) Spirit: The deep roots of thought. This includes its own trilogy: i.) The Science of thought: Philosophy and logic as practiced from antiquity right up to the present. ii.) The Senses that interrogate the abstract realm—mathematics! iii.) Spirit inspired thought: Traditional models of our world that very often contain deep insights into reality, yet come to us couched in supernatural language. A large part of this rich resource is found in our religious traditions.

All three of these trinities of foundational paths are going to get plenty of attention here. But, for reasons that will quickly become clear, we’ll begin at the very end: with item 3.) C.) iii.) (Spirit-Spirit-Spirit) and introduce yet another trinity: three of the most ancient texts: Hindu, Taoist, and Judeo-Christian …

Song 3:

In ancient times it was the role of religion to sort and explain the mysteries that confronted us. So many things in our daily lives seemed to be driven by supernatural forces—the rising and setting of the sun, the wind and rain, illnesses and suffering.

Science did not yet exist, with its rigorous, organized approach to understanding cause and effect. In human pre-history our tribes and communities relied instead on Sages, Shamans, and Oral Traditions. The first efforts to organize and codify the mysteries of our origin and place in the world were naturally Spiritual in their approach. Here are three of the best early efforts:

First, from the Rig Veda, 10:129, from about 1000 BCE, here is the Nāsadīya Sūkta—the Hymn of the ‘Not Non-Existent,’ more loosely translated in English as the Hymn of Creation:

“There was neither non-existence nor existence then;
Neither the realm of space, nor the sky which is beyond;
What stirred? Where? In whose protection?

There was neither death nor immortality then; 
No distinguishing sign of night nor of day;
“The One” breathed, windless, by its own impulse;
Other than that, there was nothing.

Darkness there was at first, but it was hidden by darkness;
Without distinctive marks, this all was water;
That which, becoming, was covered by the void;
“The One,” by some force of heat, came into being;

Who really knows? Who will here proclaim it?
Whence was it produced? Whence is this creation?
The Gods came afterwards, with the creation of this universe.
Who then knows whence “The One” has arisen?

Whether the will of God created it, or whether S/He was mute;
Perhaps it formed itself, perhaps it did not;
The Supreme Brahman of the world—all pervasive and all knowing—that indeed knows.
. . .
Or if not, no one knows.

A personification of Brahman, which is actually not a being, let alone a person, with the Om symbol in upper left.  That symbol is representative of the Brahman concept, which is the diverse and ancient Hindu faith’s manifestation of ‘God.’

Brahman is described as the ultimate, unchanging, all-pervasive cosmic principle—the source and essence of all existence— formless, infinite, and beyond human comprehension; and yet it is the goal of spiritual seekers to achieve unity between their individual soul
(Atman) and the universal spirit or absolute truth that is Brahman.


The second quote is from the Tao Te Ching, Chapter 25, by Lao Tzu, ca. 600BCE.

“Before the universe came to be,
There was something formless
yet mysteriously complete—
Silent, without substance,
Depending on nothing, unchanging
Yet ever-present, ever in motion, unfailing,
And capable of being the mother of universes.

“Its true name is not knowable.
‘The Tao’ is the name that we give it;
And we can describe it as 大
(ta)
which means ‘Great,’
But it also means ‘far-reaching;’
And having gone far, it returns.

Thus the way of the Tao follows what is natural.” 

 

Lao Tzu riding his ox through the Han Valley Pass. 

The legend tells that he was a curator of the imperial archives for the Zhou Dynasty and a contemporary of Confucius.  Over the years of his service, he grew increasingly weary of the political corruption and declining morality of the time.

One day he resolved to leave it all behind.  He climbed on his ox (or water buffalo) and left civilization behind, heading west.  When he reached the Han-ku Pass, he met a Gatekeeper named Yin Xi, who recognized him and begged him to write down his teachings so that they would not be lost.

This, he agreed to do, and that is the origin of famous
Tao-Te Ching.

Lao Tzu then continued on west and disappeared from history, never to be seen again.


Lastly, we have the quick and simple version from the Judeo-Christian Bible—the Book of Genesis, chapter 1, verses 1 and 2, from about 500 BCE:

“In the beginning … the universe was without form, and void: darkness was on the face of the deep, and the Spirit (also translated Wind) of God was moving over the face of the waters.”

The Six Days of Creation
by Hildegard of Bingen, 1152 CE.


With their very common themes and enduring philosophical stance, these three most ancient wisdom traditions are as good a place as any to start prying open that “mysterious gateway into the streaming wonder of existence,” as it is called in the Tao Te Ching (from Chapter 1).

I have styled this gateway in three ways (of course).

First, I style it as a part of a greater “Big P Paradox” and there is a long post on this site covering that broader scope in great depth.

In the second rendering, I’ve called it the “Portal to the 0th dimension”—a gateway that requires no mystical key or supernatural conjuring to enter. It is accessible from Everywhere and Anywhere at any Time.  Because it requires no key, it is the easiest way through.  Simply “Speak, Friend, and enter.”  Eminently comfortable!  More on this in a little while.

The Doors of Durin - the entrance to the Mines of Moria from J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings, Book 1, The Fellowship of the Ring.  Art by Ted Nasmith via the Tolkien Gateway.  The wizard Gandalf tried every incantation he knew, failing to open the gateway, despite the fact that the inscription emblazoned clearly on the door provided the instructions in Elvish Sindarin.  The scene shows a despondent Gandalf, having failed to recognize the simple translation of the phrase Speak, Friend, and enter. Moments later, the Hobbit Meriadoc Brandybuck prompted him to realize the correct translation.  The key to entry was simply to speak the word friend” (Mellon in Sindarin language).

Lastly, I style it the “Great Empty Everything”—the lawless virtual realm that straddles the boundary between being and not being. Because emptiness could not possibly have any rules, there is the chance for any sort of random spark to spontaneously ignite.  Philosophers endlessly debate this.  Ultimately, it's a personal choice.  My guidance for the rigorous thinkers is that the Great Empty Everything is NOT an absolute because it cannot possibly obey such a restriction (requiring it to be pristine and perfect).  True unrestricted emptiness must naturally be free to give rise to “function” in any way that it is possible to function. Of course, this includes a way capable of engendering the actualization of the stuff all around us, and the simple proof is our existence.

Philosophers can settle on the other broad options that deny any gateway from non-being into being (which I cover in Song 8 in Part 2 ... stay tuned). They are exploring valuable territory, because an initial actualization out of emptiness is optional.  No law demands it.  However, I see great power in the idea that from any ‘Great Empty Everything’ stuff naturally forms simply because no law exists to prevent it.  And, inevitably, by trial and error, some actualizations stumble upon ways to persist (as experienced within their built-in internal reference frames).  Existence has a strange property.  It is favored over non-existence by the simplest of statistical tests—definitions really:  Existence > 0.  Non-existence = 0.

Voila! The pathway that our Song of Everything will take comes into focus.

You are cordially invited to walk with me! Let’s Go!

My own work, etched in sandstone: Wyoming, USA, 11 July 1971

Song 4:

Out of the Great Empty Everything, a seed formed, a current stirred, the raw fibers of being twisted together into the first coherent thread. Gathering, gathering, growing, growing, blending and weaving—hard at work for far longer than we know—the tiny seed has grown to a sturdy oak; the currents have merged into a mighty river; a vast and elaborate tapestry has been woven.

Here is the core of our story. The oak sheds its leaves in due season, and the unneeded branches fall away. A multitude of backwater eddies and side-currents have been left behind and fallen still, until now a mighty central current—a smooth-functioning system with built-in direction (meaning, and purpose for those who choose to embrace the flow)carries us forward swift and sure. All the kinks and knots have been shaken out of the weave-work.

So much has been prepared for our arrival, you and me! As a result: We do not need to sweat the small stuff hidden beneath. We are free to tend to our affairs.

170 years ago, the American poet Walt Whitman, in his life-work epic poem ‘Song of Myself’ put it wonderfully:

“We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers,
There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.


Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there,
I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist,


Long was I hugged close—long and long.
Immense have been the preparations for me,
Faithful and friendly the arms that have helped me.

Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen,
For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings,
They sent influences to look after what was to hold me.
Before I was born out of my mother, generations guided me,
My embryo has never been torpid; nothing could overlay it.”

 

Walt Whitman, age 68, George Collins Cox photo from 1887.

Song 5:

Look up! Nine Thousand Stars we can see across the nighttime heavens using the eyes that nature gave us. The faint dust of the Milky Way hints at millions more. Three other Galaxies also show themselves to the naked eye—great giant Andromeda, twice our size, with a trillion stars, and two little cousins of our galaxy—the star-clusters called the Large and Small Magellanic Clouds.

These days, with science’s best glasses on, we know of 100 to 400 billion stars in our home galaxy, and we can recognize at least 2 trillion, perhaps as many as 20 trillion other galaxies in the great beyond.

Looking yet deeper into the far reaches of the cosmos, putting on our microwave-sensitive glasses, we see the primordial flood of light from the great cataclysm that begat the stars and galaxies—the Cosmic Microwave Background (the CMB). Here is literally the ‘smoking gun’ that explains much about how we came to be; and it was not discovered until I was in the tenth grade (in 1964)!

The CMB is a window into deep time. When our sun gathered out of a swirl of dust and fired up its thermonuclear furnace, when our planet Earth was just settling into its orbit, the light of the CMB had already been traversing the universe for ten billion years. Its glow is now so distended and time-shifted that if a copy of me had been born out there at that cosmic frontier 85,000 years ago during the time of the earliest migration of homo sapiens out of Africa, the real me here on Earth would just now be seeing that alter-ego reaching the real me’s present age (77 as of this writing)!

Imagine that this doppelganger of me has just sat down with his friend Zaphod Beeblebrox for a relaxed lunch at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe.

(This is a reference to the 1980 Douglas Adams novel, where Adams describes the universe’s last moments as a hot dense ‘Big Crunch’ that is a time-reversed Big Bang. Of course, the Restaurant is protected from the final catastrophe by “Temporal relastatics” and a “Time Turbine.” A pretty nice “physics techno-babble” passage describes it all in the first paragraph of Chapter 20. Adams gets high marks here for his lucid penetration of the mysterious frontier at the boundary between existence and non-existence. Maybe he thought it was just employing paradox for its humorous effect, but that’s actually the point. It is not very hard for a humorist to unveil fresh truths that the stone-faced “experts” on a subject could/would never achieve).

But back to the story. Don’t wait up to see what I order for dessert. It won’t happen for another ten years! It’s not that the service is particularly slow. It’s something called ‘time dilation’. What is happening out there on the frontier reveals itself to us in extreme slow-motion.

And worse, what is happening to the real me here on Earth today will never be seen by that dubious alter-ego out there at the frontier. Not even close. All the news from Earth just sort of stalls out before it gets there because of the universe’s relentless expansion. It is just one of the many weird stories that science tells us about the great cosmic dance.

And that, finally, is the point I’m trying to get to here:

How does any of this cosmic dance, even the original 9000 stars that you and I can see on a clear night, affect how any of us go about our daily lives? 

Yes, a small minority of people make their living studying these far-away wonders, and their earnings trickle into the general economy. But how many pennies do we gain? No, if not for some of the great epic imaginary stories in our heads—from Olaf Stapeldon’s visionary novels First and Last Men (1930) and Star Maker (1937) through Douglas Adam’s Hitchiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series, to Hollywood’s CGI-infused science fiction sagas from Star Wars to Avatar—how else does such knowledge actually affect us? There is, perhaps, another rule here: The big stuff is for our “Spirit-lives” (our “muses”—our dreams and imagination) and gains its significance entirely from the unique perspective of our individual minds.



Song 6:

What, then, of the stuff in the middle—between the expanse of the cosmos and the invisible microscopic world?

How cozy! How comfortable! 

Not by accident do we find ourselves secure beneath a warm blanket of restless atmosphere, bathed by a balance of incoming sunlight and Earth’s radiation escaping in a controlled stream outward into the bitter chasm of empty space.

Beneath our feet, great forces gently stir the scalding cauldron of Earth’s fire, keeping the crust overturning. The restless ocean floor is everywhere less than 300 million years old, and averages just 64 million years old—barely 1.5% of the age of our planet.

The ocean above stirs and churns, maintaining a balance of heat between equator and poles.

This vastly under-appreciated trinity of dynamic states—solid, liquid, gas—each in constant motion, are what assure the equanimity and balance of the essential elements necessary to sustain us (the collective living ecosystem) in ways that science has barely begun to understand.

How special is our situation? All that can be said is that we have yet to find another example in all the vast expanse of the cosmos. Is this not worthy of a hymn of profoundest joy and wonderment!?!

Song 7:

We have had a quick look at the size scales and settled into our cozy center. Now let us begin the journey through time. We start by revisiting the Great Empty Everything where time was not even a thing!

I’ll begin by quoting myself from my 2023 Appalachian Trail hike memoir (I know, shameless plug):

[Referring to the Appalachian Mountain chain]: “It all began 13.8 billion years ago with the Big Bang. Well, actually everything we know began 13.8 billion years ago with the Big Bang. Why the Big Bang produced a blob of hot quarks and gluons, nobody knows. It could have just as easily produced a horde of pink Easter Bunnies streaming out of a rabbit hole, but it didn’t. Scientists can’t explain it.

“One proposed explanation is that the physics of our universe came from a parent universe. Alan Guth, MIT professor and cosmologist, first showed back in the 1990’s that it is possible to create a child universe ‘in a test tube.’ The baby universe would inherit the properties of its parent universe, subject to quantum mutations, but would disappear from the parent universe and be entirely separate and autonomous once formed. Such an ‘evolution of universes’ would neatly explain why our universe is so specialized and conducive to life. Yes, boys and girls, deep down in the rabbit hole, there is a Mama Easter Bunny.”

Here in our Song of Everything we are going to elaborate on the Mama and her babies in much more detail and delve far more deeply, exploring that “huge first Nothing” and where the Mama came from. Metaphorically, we will ask (adding new lines to the 1961 Barry Mann doo-wop rock and roll classic):

Who put the Bop in the Bop-she-Bop-she-Bop?
Who put the Ram in the Ramma-lamma-Ding-Dong?
Who popped the cork to the World’s Champagne, and …
Who put the Bang in its Big, Bad BANG?

To be continued in Part 2 and beyond.

Thursday, August 21, 2025

25,000+ miles! Recap of a Hiking Life (so far)

Onward and upward!  Don't look back and never give up.

This is no melodramatic 'I'm getting old, and this might be the last you'll hear from me' post.  It's just a quick summary of an ordinary person with a love of walking, keeping on and keeping on, until the result seems pretty extraordinary.

It was and it wasn't.  It's been one-step-at-a-time ordinary while being punctuated with the joy and wonder of so very many extraordinary places.

Map of my Personal Continuous Footpath across America (with two disconnected bits in Viginia Beach and the Eastern Shore of MD and Delaware.)
The motivation for this post is the passing of a big milestone. As of April of 2025, I've completed my (almost) fully-GPS-recorded virtual hike around the world (the equivalent of walking around the world at the equator—25,000 miles).

Lately, I've been hiking around my current home in the Blue Ridge of Virginia, near and on the Appalachian Trail.  I've walked one section of the AT 250 times now!  I have a new goal of trying to do this 0.067-mile piece of trail (with exactly one white blaze in each direction, both on the same tree) once for every reported completion of the AT (as reported to the AT Conservancy office in Harper's Ferry).  As of this July 15, 2025, the ATC reports that there have been 25,429 officially reported completions.  Hiking that small piece of trail that many times would add up to nearly the length of the entire trail—a very do-able goal.  Maybe a little monotonous, though!  When I hike something over and over, I use the time to turn my mind inward, to some of my philosophy and cosmology/science projects, which the reader will find liberally sprinkled among the hiking posts here on this blog.

The map above shows the track of my completed 'Hiking Home' project.  In about 2010, I established the goal of connecting a continuous string of footsteps between the front doors of every one of the roughly two dozen places where I've hung my hat and received mail (places I've called home).  I reached the last front door in the Colorado Foothills in early November of 2019.  Included in this continuous footpath are connections to 27 states.

The Appalachian Trail is the 'backbone' of that track.

I hiked it both ways in 2012, documented it meticulously (with a GPS and here on this blog), and as of this writing, I'm still the nominal (only documented) holder of the Fastest Known Time doing an AT 'yo-yo' or double thru-hike.  My time was a very ordinary 307 days.  Others have done the yo-yo much faster.  Brian 'yo-yo' Doble reports on Trail Journals that he did a yo-yo in 2008 in 181 days, and Ward 'Spooky Boy' Leonard probably did a yo-yo in the early 1990s, perhaps in less time than that.  AT hall-of-famer Warren Doyle vouches for this.  Problem is that neither of these two provided any documentation, so their 'records' can't be proven.  I certainly hope that someday before I do take those last steps up to the great footpath in the sky, that somebody will legitimately beat my FKT.  It certainly is there for the taking.

But back to the bigger picture.  My 25,000-mile trek has included many other small, disconnected walks that I've done in some really exotic places.  Here, I'm going to list some of the highlights and include a few photos.  The list is the core of this post, and I'll be adding to it over the next few weeks (or longer), so stay tuned.

Seventeen special walking destinations on six continents:

  • Switzerland, specifically the Bernese Oberland, including the amazing Eiger Trail and the freakishly scary trail to Bäregg Hut.  That's where the headline photo was taken.
    The gang enjoying a stunning sunset with the iconic Eiger in the background.
    Stunning vistas were everywhere.  One of my favorites (and also J.R.R. Tolkien's) is the Lauterbrunnen Valley, which Tolkien used as his model for Rivendell in Lord of the Rings.
  • Easter Island.  Hiking with the moai!  Spent ten days walking halfway around the island.
    The 'Travelling Moai' at Tongariki.  Rano Raraku, the quarry where the moai were created, is the mountain in the background.

  • Hawaii.  I lived on the Big Island for two months in 2017, hiked virtually every day.
    Ohia blossom with Mauna Kea in the background with its telescope domes gleaming in the sun on the summit.

    Remote pristine beach on the Kona Coast, requires a mile and a half walk to get there

    High on Mauna Kea on the trail to the summit, flanks of Mauna Loa in the background right

  • North of 80ºN latitude in the North Atlantic, walking on the deck of a cruise ship, and many day-hikes on Svalbard, just a tad further south.


  • Torres del Paine National Park, Chile, South America—four days of hiking much of the "W" trail including the 'Base of the Towers'.
    The towers of Paine.  Yep, a tough hike to get up here.  When I arrived, low clouds were completely blocking the view, but as I was leaving, a little patch of blue sky rolled in, so I hurried back to get my mug shot.

  • Iceland.  Land of fire and ice, geysers, glaciers and waterfalls ... and trolls!  

    Hikes on six days all around the island.

  • Mozambique and Tanzania, Africa, multiple day hikes—Baobab trees, giant flying fox bats, and Red Colobus Monkeys.

    For 1000 years or more, these sturdy vessels called 'Dhows' have plied the African Indian Ocean coastal waters.

    The ancient, once major trading center of the Arab empire, Kilwa Kisiwani.  It's a UNESCO World Heritage site with no roads, no electric power, no motor vehicles (except three motorcycles), 1150 residents remain, getting by on subsistence agriculture (little garden patches) and the occasional cultural tourist group.  My son and I wandered far from the tourist's usual routes, deep into back stretches of the town, where this fellow had his smart phone charged and wanted a selfie with the old bearded white guy.



  • Mid-winter walk to the Bush Pilot's memorial, an overlook outside of Yellowknife, NWT, Canada.
    Great Slave Lake at 10:30AM on a late December morning
  • Moorea, French Polynesia, in the South Pacific, three or four connected day hikes in the interior highlands, plus, of course, some amazing beach walks.
    View north from Belvedere Overlook, which was actually the trailhead for three different day-hikes.

  • Climbing half a dozen mountains in South America—Peru (climbed Huayna Picchu overlooking Machu Picchu)
    Looking down on Machu Picchu from the heights of Huayna Picchu

    , Bolivia (Pequeño Alpamayo),
    Pequeño Alpamayo
    and the Atacama Desert of Northern Chile (6000+ meter Cerro San Francisco) and adjacent NW Argentina (20,000+-foot Medusa).
    Medusa is the peak I'm pointing to, my bucket list 20,000-foot summit.

    Back to Machu Picchu - Huayna Picchu is the prominent spire just behind the ruins

  • Greenland, both the remote east coast at Ittoqqortoormiit and several day hikes on the west coast.
    Ittoqqortoormiit girl.  Below is a view of the town on a sunny afternoon.


    The epic icebergs of Ilulissat, formerly known as Jakobshavn, western Greenland.

  • Seychelles—hikes on four different islands in this Indian Ocean tropical island nation.  Tortoises by the hundreds on Assumption and the nearly impossible to visit World Heritage site, Aldabra.  Plus world-class beaches on La Digue.


  • Beechy Island in the remotest part of Canada's Northwest Passage, hiking to the graves of sailors who died in the ill-fated 1845 Franklin Expedition in search of this elusive passage through the Arctic from the Atlantic to the Pacific.  Also got great video of Beluga whales on this hike.
    Beechy Island
    This was part of an ultra-bucket-list NW Passage cruise with other day hikes in Pond Inlet, Baffin Island, Gjoa Haven, Cambridge Bay, Dundas Harbour, and Resolute in Nunavut, Canada, and Herschel Island in Yukon Territory, and with multiple sightings of Polar Bears.
    View of Arctic Ocean from a summit outside Dundas Harbour, Devon Island, Nunavut, Canada



  • A stroll through Sankei-En Gardens, Yokohama, Japan
  • Home villages of my ancestors—Kritzkow and Walkendorf in Mecklenburg, Germany (former East Germany)
    Church at Kritzkow, Mecklenburg, Germany, built about 1300, where my great-great-great grandfather was sexton and school master.  Taken on 12 October 1992, exactly 500 years after Columbus began the westernization of the New World.

  • Hiking downtown Sydney, Australia including the Royal Botanic Gardens and the Sydney Harbour Bridge, plus the Blue Mountains, including the Three Sisters from Echo Point Lookout, Katoomba.
  • Grand Canyon, South Rim to the Colorado River and back—via the Bright Angel Trail (down) and Kaibab Trails (up).


There you have it.  Hope you've enjoyed!  Happy Trails!