As much as I like the music of Joni Mitchell, the fact that
I am made of stardust makes no emotional impact on me. But in the spirit of that oh-so reasonable
one, Mr. Spock, I do find certain things about that fact interesting. First,
the fact that the universe has stars at all strikes me as very curious. Amongst the many things required for a star
to exists, one is that the ratio of the strength of gravity to the strength of
the electromagnetic force has to be roughly in the proportion that it is -- the
electromagnetic force is roughly 38 magnitudes stronger than gravity. Thirty-eight magnitudes is a huge number –
something in the order of the number of atoms in the planet earth. Of all the proportions available to nature,
that it should have that particular one is certainly interesting.
Even more interesting, perhaps, is what happens after you
gather enough gravity together to overwhelm the electromagnetic force. New elements are forged, and huge quantities
of energy are released via E=MC2. But
for new elements to be forged, there must be available another force strong
enough to overcome the relatively powerful repulsion that protons feel for one
another. The strong nuclear force, which is roughly 137 times more powerful
than the electromagnetic force, allows this, and allows nature to develop about
90 stable elements.
What use
the universe has for so many elements is anybody’s guess, but without a rich
diversity of elements, we wouldn’t be here. Being so powerfully attractive, you would
think the strong nuclear force would pull everything
together in one big lump. But despite its great strength, the range of
that strength drops off steeply, so steeply that it is not felt beyond the
atomic nucleus. Could a force be designed with more perfect
specifications for the task of creating a multitude of different kinds of
elements? That, of course, is a terribly unscientific way to frame the question. Nonetheless, I think it is just the kind of
question that a curious person might be inclined to ask.
Our universe seems
to have been born (if one can be permitted poetic language here) with the proportions
of its forces already set – we might even think these forces are something of
an analog to the genes that guide the development of an embryo into a fully
realized creature. Why these proportions? There are many theories (though I don’t
believe any of them are either falsifiable or provable).
One such theory that
currently is popular is the idea of infinite inflation. To give the briefest sketch of the theory, it
posits that the so-called big bang and ensuing period of inflation that created
our universe is just one of countless such periods of universe creation. Most such periods result in a sterile
univerese, but by the sheer force of numbers, some of them have what it takes
to create interesting universes and even beings that find such universes
interesting.
Note that this
theory (and I believe all such theories that involve a multiverse) requires an
infinitely potent entity, the multiverse, to create
an infinite quantity of universes.
Consequently, the multiverse must not be subject to entropy, indeed must
be dis-entropic. But if it is, than we
simply cannot assume it is naturalistic in any sense we understand that term,
for entropy is absolutely core to our own understanding of nature. How the multiverse operates is beyond
anything we currently can understand. It
is pure mystery.
Now I find all this
very interesting, and I do not draw any conclusions from it. But it does strike me that an omni-potent
multiverse has something of the characteristic of a God. I
might even say that when it comes to the great mystery of the source of it all,
theism and atheism have about equal status, which is to say they both purport
to say more than a reasonable person ought to say.
So I'll leave the rest to silence...
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