The Divine Beings empower atoms to be agents of creativity. The first beings, Quarkie and Photie, join twelve atom friends and quadrillions of other atoms who manage to create billions of suns in billions of galaxies. After the Divine Beings take the atom pals on journeys back to the past to visit other atom families, the atom friends living in the Milky Way Galaxy are jolted by an exploding supernova and land on planet Earth where they eventually create the first living beings.
During the next two billion years, they engage in a crucial mission-the conception of the eukaryote cell-which will determine all future creativity on Earth. But just as they are certain of their success, a momentous catastrophe threatens to end their creative journey.
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The Love Story of Creation Book OneThe Creative Adventures of God, Quarkie, Photie, and Their Atom Friends
By Edward J. Ruetz
iUniverse, Inc.Copyright © 2009 Edward J. Ruetz
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Chapter OneVision of the Quaternity
"Marvelous! Stupendous!" These words come out spontaneously. I am just awakening from an awesome vision! My mind is filled with vivid images-sights, sounds, and events-that I had witnessed concerning persons who were unimaginable and otherworldly. But I saw them!
Let me tell you what I saw and heard. The vision lasts exactly one year. And yet, it begins before all time. It comes from all ever.
I awaken one day in a land of brilliant light. My eyes are so overwhelmed by its otherworldly brightness that I am unable to recognize any familiar Earth marks. There is no brown or green land; no high mountains or broad valleys; no serene rivers or rushing streams; no blue sky and fleecy white clouds; no light and darkness; just blinding light. Where is this place? I think to myself. My eyes are almost blinded by the penetrating intensity of its white radiance. The scene is bathed in a broad symphonic movement of joy created by melodic strings. This music bursts forth in exuberant nobility and exotic grandeur.
Squinting, I can barely identify some faint figures amid the brilliance. There are a woman and a man, eternally young and appealingly beautiful. I can scarcely make out the image of another figure. It must be the couple's son. He is strong, handsome, and majestic in his bearing.
A crimson energy of love engulfs the woman and the man and their son from beyond them. This radiance glows crimson white. It seems like pure, vibrating love energy. This source of energy bends over the threesome to embrace them with love, gentleness, and peace. The three respond to the intimate touch of this personal crimson energy, which has the appearance of a ghostly fairy godmother. The joyous sound of the melodious strings enhances and permeates this awesome scene.
I strain to listen to their conversation. I wonder who they are. I soon learn their names.
The woman speaks first and makes a proposal for the man's consideration. "Elohim, we need to share our life and love with other beings!"
Elohim is puzzled by her words. He questions her proposal: "But there are no others here but the four of us, you and me, our son, Dabar, and our spirit of love, Ruah. We don't need other beings to make us happy."
Dabar understands Sophia. "You mean that we need to reflect outward our creative energy of love."
"Yes, this is what I mean. We share a profound ecstasy of love." Sophia's eyes brighten and I am almost blinded by their glow. "We must radiate this love that unites us. This outpouring will be our ecstasy of love. Let's send forth our ecstatic love and discover what can happen."
Ruah, the crimson spirit, who has been silent to this point, speaks up. "Sophia, you would send me into the blackness outside our radiant, loving sphere to allow this ecstatic love to create."
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean!" Sophia exclaims.
Elohim questions Sophia with a sly smile. "Our energy of love would then possibly create new beings! Isn't that interesting!"
I am aware that they all have embraced Sophia's idea "to create" and are ready to send Ruah into the darkness outside of their brilliant sphere. I also intuit that the energy of love that unites them through Ruah is unlimited. If Ruah is sent forth, they will in no way be diminished in their ecstatic love and unity.
Sophia intuits what the possible new beings will be. "When we send Ruah forth in our joint mission of bringing our creative energy beyond ourselves, we will create two new beings. We will call one of them time. Its first day will be called January first. The other new being will be called space."
"An excellent creation, Sophia! I embrace this new being, time." Elohim is quick to compliment Sophia's creativity. "Since we live in all ever, the eternal now, time will have a new character. It will possess a past, a present, and a future. Interesting! The eternal- now intimately present to past, present, and future time. Exciting!" He smiles as he concludes.
"Out of our timelessness we will create time and possibly other beings," Sophia says. "The possible other beings will live in our second creation, space. It will be interesting to discover in the fullness of time just what will happen to the other new beings who will live in the space we will create for them."
"Sophia, since space and time will exist simultaneously, we will call them by one name." Elohim suggests unifying these beings. "Forever, these entities will be named space-time."
"Excellent suggestion, dear Elohim!" Sophia affirms his naming.
"It's thrilling!" Dabar adds his affirmation to that of Sophia. "Space-time is well named." He pauses and then continues. "What will our creativity produce in space-time? How will these possible creations relate to us?"
"Maybe our creativity will bring forth beings to whom we can relate and share our love and unity in a special way." Sophia is looking to the culmination of their sending forth of Ruah.
"I am ready to go forth!" Ruah proclaims with enthusiasm. "Through our ecstatic love, we will create space-time as a home in which these possible new creations will live!"
Chapter TwoCreative Dawn
Standing outside of the brilliant radiance of the four, I observe the darkness. Indeed, it is very dark, like the dense blackness of a windowless closet. I wonder what the sending forth of Ruah in the act of birthing will do to its blackness. I am not ready for what really happens. I have not measured sufficiently the stupendous intensity of their ecstatic love energy.
"Go forth and birth new beings, Ruah!" Sophia commands.
"Yes, go forth and create new beings!" Elohim urges.
"We go with you on your journey, my dear Ruah!" Dabar cries.
What happens next is unthinkable. Space-time seems frozen in that first minute fraction of a second. I view the events that follow in very, very slow motion as micro-parts of a second of time. I experience each micro-part of a second as if it is a twenty-four-hour day.
Ruah deflects from the three into the darkness outside. In the beginning, I notice a tiny, solid black bubble, the size of a pea. In that diminutive ball, a new creation, ecstatic love energy, is packed solid. All of the energy and mass that will exist in future space-time is densely crammed into this very small object. Ruah's ecstatic energy of love, as a unified force, heats this pea-sized womb to 100 trillion trillion degrees. In a micro-part of a second, driven by this super-heated environment and enormous density, it begins to expand outward in all directions. In this wee part of the first second, this black, energetic pea expands and becomes a gigantic bubble. It takes on the red brilliance of trillions upon trillions of exploding hydrogen bombs. I view it as the most spectacular reddish sunrise I have ever experienced. My body glows red reflecting this awesome scene. Ruah hovers over this brilliance. The heat is overwhelming, like standing in the midst of millions of white-hot furnaces.
Within just the tiniest part of the first second, the ever-expanding bubble rolls back the blackness like waters suddenly being moved before a huge tsunami. Within this explosive energy of love violent collisions of gigantic numbers of massless yellow packages of energy begin to give birth to multitude upon multitude of very tiny strings and loops of string possessing mass. This energy and mass are impelled outward at tremendous speeds. (My visionary gift allows me to magnify the less-than-micro microscopic-sized packages of energy and strings and make them easily visible.) A turbulent snowstorm of these very tiny strings and loops fills the newborn space-time. Although the diameter of this bubble has expanded tremendously, the density of this newborn space-time is still extremely high, similar to the consistency of tar.
As I stand inside this crimson conflagration, I can hear the strains of a beautiful symphony. As I look closely, I notice that there are eighteen varieties of strings and loops of string. Each type of curved string vibrates and resonates. Like a violin string drawn tight to give a special sound quality, each oscillates and reverberates a unique, harmonic pattern. Their blended sound creates a magnificent musical masterpiece, a birthing hymn.
At this point, the harmonic strings and loops are uniting in different combinations. They give a musical birth to two distinct types of particles, white and black, originated by their colossal collisions with the yellow packages of energy. Space-time is like an enormously dense particle soup. In multitudes of crashes and interactions, the white ones become black, the black ones white. In this very, very brief moment of the first second, chaos reigns!
In the beginning of this drama, as I stood outside of Space-time, I thought my ears were deceiving me. I expected an extremely loud report, like multitudes of nuclear bombs exploding. But the sounds of this explosion of ecstatic love energy were like a rush of passion, overwhelmingly savage, yet melodically graceful, a musical under current accompanying the dancing, darting particles that collided and careened into each other in this magnificent, expanding, brilliant red, womblike bubble. Now I realize this is the work of the melodious strings and loops. There is no doubt that Ruah is the catalyst in this symphonic outpouring amid the chaos of a birthing process.
I see Ruah's ghostly crimson-white figure hovering over this primitive chaos. Part of this intense love energy breaks off to form almost invisible energy lines connecting these quadrillions upon quadrillions of white and black particles and yellow packages of energy, which seem infinite in number.
Nearby Ruah, I see Elohim, Sophia, and Dabar. "What are those invisible lines of energy you are creating between the particles?" Dabar is inquisitive.
"I want all of these new beings to be connected intimately through our love energy!" Ruah gives her explanation. "I am calling these energy lines, gravity. It's a weak force, but it assures that all of our new beings will be forever united to each other and us in their new, expanding home."
"Through this weak force, gravity, you are joining these particles into a web of beings." Sophia says.
"Yes, a web of beings. No being coming into existence will ever be out of contact with all other beings," Ruah adds. She ponders briefly and continues: "But what name should be given to their new home?"
"We will call it the universe, since all are intimately united by gravity in the web of beings we have birthed!" Elohim says.
Chapter ThreePhotie and Quarkie, the First Creations
Within a millisecond, the universe bubble-womb has grown to vast proportions. As the blackness is pushed back, its stunning expansion is accompanied by a musical harmony that begins to break up into clashing dissonance that overwhelms my ears. This climactic surge awakens in me expressions of hope, which stirs memories of the inspirational music of Jean Sibelius.
But there seems to be a remarkable change occurring. The expansion of the universe slows. Within a tiny part of this first second of its history, the temperature has cooled to 10 trillion degrees. Yet, in this red, glowing particle soup, the density of the fragments is still enormous, like the consistency of molasses. All of the particles in this dense, reddish soup are to be the raw material for all the future beings that will inhabit the universe. To the beat and harmonies of the strings and loops that make up the white and black particles, they continue to collide and interact with the yellow packages of energy. They move in all directions in this spatial chaos. Jean Sibelius would liken this phenomenon to the harmonic logic underlying a multiplicity of clashing dissonances. The music I hear ends with resounding hope for future deliverance from this turmoil. Soon, the black particles are annihilated and only the white particles exist. Why? Maybe like Sibelius's harmonic logic, underlying the musical chaos there is a law that deems that out of chaos comes order. I report only what I observe.
These microscopic white particles continue to collide with each other at speeds similar to a large asteroid colliding into our Earth. The weightless yellow packages of light energy are companions of the white particles. The former outnumber the white particles by quadrillions. Space-time is still very dense.
I observe Ruah brooding over this brilliant, reddish-colored uterine bubble, the universe. Nearby, Dabar, Sophia, and Elohim glow radiantly.
Dabar speaks first. "We need to establish some rules that will govern these new beings, the white particles and the yellow packages of energy."
"You are correct in your judgment, Dabar." Elohim has been thinking along the same line. "Our love energy that birthed the universe can change from one form to another and back again to its original form. It can never be destroyed and new energy made. This is the first law."
"So what you are saying is that the total amount of energy in the universe will always remain constant." Sophia summarizes succinctly the law that Elohim has proclaimed. "We can call this the law of the conservation of energy."
Elohim has an additional law to propose. "The second law is this. It will possess all the love energy it will ever have in its history. With every energy exchange from one form to another, disorder will increase in the universe. So disorder is more likely than order to occur through space-time."
Sophia, who had summarized Elohim's first law, now proposes a law. "We will decree that the number of the weightless yellow packages of energy that make up the total amount of energy will outnumber the white particles by quadrillions upon quadrillions."
"Three very important laws!" Ruah agrees with the decisions of Dabar, Elohim, and Sophia. "From now on, within this dense, superheated particle soup, the new beings created will obey these three simple laws."
"Let's talk to these new beings," Elohim says, "and through our conversation we can assign them names."
"The yellow particle is not only full of energy, but also light." Sophia is looking intently at the first yellow being created. "Since you are yellow in color and our first creation, we will call you Photon 1." Sophie approaches this new being. It is traveling at tremendous speed. "Greetings, oh beloved Photon 1, so full of energy and yellow light. You and your vast family will be a source of light for the universe. We have birthed this red bubble in which you exist! I am Sophia. Let me introduce you to Elohim, my husband, Dabar, our son, and Ruah, the personal love that binds us together in unity and love." With the introductions complete, Sophia, her maternal being full of sensitivity and nurture, finishes with her final remarks. "But let us be more personal and call you Photie. We love you, oh dear one, and invite and empower you to be a creator."
Still stunned by his new existence and the dense chaos surrounding him, Photie listens intently to Sophia's words of naming and empowerment. Moving at the breakneck speed (I recall from my high school physics class that light travels at 186,282 miles per second, no more, no less), Photie, filled with deep anxiety and lacking a sense of personal identity, makes no response to Sophia's greeting but speeds off into the almost limitless, but expanding, space-time as a speck of light. "Photie did not stop to exchange greetings, did he?" Dabar remarks as Photie speeds off into the distant reaches of space-time.
"He is extremely frightened by his chaotic environment and is stunned by his sudden birth into existence and space-time." Sophia empathizes with Photie. She worries about his present state of fear and how he will cope with his new life. "Sophia, possibly we will have a chance to meet him in the future." Dabar then turns his attention to the white particles. "They shall be called quarks!" He is emphatic.
"I like that name, quark," Sophia affirms. "It has a very distinctive ring to it. Let us greet them!"
Ruah gazes at these white particles and spots one in particular and says to the Divine Trio, "Let me introduce you to our new being, Quark One."
Sophia is the first to greet Quark One. The former observes that she is full of fear and feeling desperately lonely. "How are you, Quark One, my dear one?" Sophia pauses and continues. "Allow us to call you Quarkie, for short."
Quarkie draws into herself. She is very shy. She summons the courage to haltingly respond to Sophia. "Who ... who ... are ... are ... you, oh ... ra ... ra ... diant one?"
"I am Sophia. Let me introduce you to my husband, Elohim, our son, Dabar, and Ruah." Sophia observes that Quarkie is extremely befuddled. She adds, "We gave birth to this red bubble home where you live! But don't be afraid. We wanted to share our deep love and happiness with other beings. We sent Ruah to roll back the blackness around us and birth this home for you, our new beings, with whom we can share our happiness and love. You, Quarkie, with our departed friend Photie, are the first beings we have greeted. How lovely you seem, my dear!" After a pause, she smiles and exclaims, "Quarkie, you are formed out of small, curved musical strings and loops of strings. You vibrate with melodious harmonies."
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Table of Contents
1 Vision of the Quaternity....................1
2 Creative Dawn....................5
3 Photie and Quarkie, the First Creations....................8
4 The Birthing of Neutrons, Electrons, and Neutrinos....................16
5 The Red, Glowing Universe....................20
6 The Creation of the Hydrogen Atom....................25
7 A New Cocreative Mission Is Begun....................30
8 The Nuclear Furnace Ignites....................35
9 The Creativity of the Red Star and Birth of Carbon....................40
10 Hydro's New Friend and the Creation of Oxygen....................45
11 The Collapse of the Red Star....................51
12 The Red Sun Explodes....................55
13 Hydro Challenges His Atom Friends....................62
14 Proud Hydro Looks to Take Leadership of the Creative Process....................66
15 Hydro's Fatal Temptation....................72
16 Phenomenal Photie's Tale....................78
17 Beacons in a Vacuous Ocean of Space-time....................87
18 The Divine Beings Give the Atom Characters a Guided Tour of a Spiral Galaxy....................93
19 A Journey toward a Special Destiny....................99
20 An Exploding Supernova-The Provoking Event....................107
21 An Astounding Journey....................114
22 Catastrophe Averted....................119
23 The Atom Friends Land on Planet Earth....................127
24 A New Creation Is Birthed....................134
25 Prokye Is Introduced to His Cocreators....................142
26 The Creation of Prokye's Image, a New Prokaryote Bacterium....................149
27 Quarko's Suggestion Leads to a New Creation....................157
28 Nitro and Hydrojean Meet a New Friend....................165
29 Phosie and Photie Volunteer for a Creative Journey....................171
30 Back to the Past: The Formation of the Solar Planets....................177
31 Back to the Past: A Visit to the Four Rock Planets....................183
32 Back to the Past: A Visit to the Five Gaseous Planets....................196
33 Prokye 2 Grows toward Maturity....................206
34 Photie and Prokye 3 Find a New Power Source....................213
35 Phosie and Prokye 4 Work to Harness the Energy of the Sun....................224
36 The Quark Trio Embarks on a New Mission....................234
37 Back to the Past: A Journey through the Universe....................241
38 Back to the Past: A Journey into and around Planet Earth....................249
39 Back to the Past: A Return to Prokye 1's Birthplace....................259
40 Prokye 2 Develops an Improved Replication System....................268
41 Prokye 2's Surprise Reunion with Prokye 1....................273
42 Prokye 3 Comes Home....................282
43 Homecoming for the Crew of Prokye 4....................293
44 Back to the Past: Dabar Leads the Six Atom Friends on a Journey....................299
45 Back to the Past: Dabar and Friends Continue Their Journey....................306
46 Divine Beings Dialogue with Their Atom Friends: Where Do We Go Here?....................314
Afterword-The Future of Creation....................323