Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
COSMIC RHYTHMS ABOUND
COSMIC RHYTHMS ABOUND
Repetition is a ritual, a routine. It is driven, riven by familiar rhythms.
Sunrise. Sunset. Moon rise. Moon set. Tide in. Tide out. Life. Death.
Religion engages rhythms. Music rocks them too. Farmers, hunters, fishermen, scientists, follow them, religiously. As all that exist must do.
Breathing is based on rhythm. Pulse and blood pressure too.
Growing grass, flying rain, cyclones and earthquakes too. To be in season is to be in rhythm. Microbes and galaxies obey their rhythms. Menstruation is rhythmic, lunar-linked, signaling fertility's proximity.
Light's electromagnetism; whether visible or invisible: gamma or X-ray; whether infrared ultraviolet means nothing without rolling waves of rhythm. All is rhythm! Routine. Repetition. Metrical, symmetrical, asymmetrical. Synchronous. asynchronous. All glorious rhythm!
Einstein's gravitational waves, long ago predicted, now just found; are really cosmic rhythms that abound.