Hunting The Boojum

The Universal Levitational Force

During the planning stage in my Department of Levity at the University of Melbourne between 1971-4 I was proceeding in the manner described by Lewis Carroll who, as Charles Dodgson, was not only a cleric in the Anglican Church at Christchurch College, Oxford, after which our city is named, but he was also a well-respected mathematician. Years later in Christchurch, like the Bellman who, as captain, regularly confused the bowsprit and rudder of his ship, I became famous later for owning and displaying my VW Beetle, where it is impossible to tell which end is the front. More importantly like the Bellman I had completely rejected not only conventional motivation and the conventional signs orienting oneself on the surface of the Earth but even the conventional shape of the universe.

My aim to fall though the centre of the Earth was much more realisable in this new frame where most of the matter was apparently on the outside. I had already decided that I would rely on the Universal Levitational Force to lift me up (down, for observers in the northern hemisphere) and provide the necessary acceleration and I assumed that the journey through the centre of the Earth would take 42 minutes as measured by clocks on the Earth’s surface. Others have pointed out that materialistic scientists make it clear that the Universal Gravitational Force, rather a misnomer for a structuring phenomenon, is the only force they believe in which has no equal and opposite force. Could Levity be the dynamic driving the evolution of increasingly complex self-organising systems?


The difficulties were now twofold. As I approached the singularity at the centre I would be increasingly compressed in apparent size along with the rest of the universe around me. But even more importantly, I would have to travel faster than the speed of light. This could only be achieved if I de-materialised at the start of the journey to become pure disembedded Ego. I would have to vanish and become pure information. Now I understood the deeper meaning of Carroll’s parable. If I was to succeed where the scientists had failed I would have to keep my 42 pieces of baggage and hunt the Boojum! So far I have kept good records of my cultural history and involving-evolving identity.