Humanity, philosophy and conceptual quantum physics - Chapter One: Birth and Creation

Hi, my name is Jonas and here we are in the business of giving birth to teeth.

Teeth meticulously milled out of zirconia or lithium disilicate, stained and glazed to perfection, so perfect in fact, that the best human eye could not discern the difference between the original teeth in the mouth and the impostor.

Interesting, if we analyse the very first information I give you in this written communication.

Prosthetic teeth, false teeth... phoney teeth as Holden Caulfield would say.

Yet of every tooth borne from the mere dust, toil and ingenuity that surrounds us, there is an impression, a photograph or at least an idea of something that existed before. And as follows, the question of how something sprang from relative nothing.

Today, my boss and I were talking about how much you would eat of yourself if you were stranded on a desert island and it made the difference between life and death. We started with "Big Toe Stew" which R wasn't really keen on from the outset before moving swiftly on to my two-leg-but-no-more-limb soup with nettles and wild garlic.

I felt bad for people who are just a torso and head because I was saying if I was like them, I really would rather be dead, which I feel might demean their lives a little, these people who are just a torso and a head, whoever you are, when they might possibly be very fulfilled, happy, contented intellects. Sorry torso and head people.

Anyway, I decided to eat both my legs to live and Ray decided to die almost immediately without even taking some donner off the thigh to get another day.

And so here are what we perceive to be the vital questions, "What was before everything? What is beyond, everything. Why do we exist?"

And the answers such, "Nothing. Nothing. To love. Dogs."

"Would you like to read one of the most popular, accessible and heartfelt poems I have ever written R? It's called 'The First Voice Ye Hear'. Or can we talk about the concept of quantum entanglement? Schrodinger and his cat? String theory? You know the more you study an object in quantum the more you affect it and therefore the less true your observation of its natural state." 

"No," she said, "I don't. And no we can't. Shut up. You're pretending to know about these things and you know nothing about them."

She was far too busy making the best teeth in the North West of England at the time.

"I'll send you it anyway," I said.

"I don't care," she said solemnly, "Make me a brew."

"Sure thing boss," I said as I sidled towards the hidden Yorkshire teabags and away from the PG tips.

Then in came Pat.

Everything changed.

"What are you on about?" she said abruptly.

"Oh, Pat, hi, just that there seemed to be three questions and four answers." 

"Oh, and that humans have the remarkable ability to limit their concepts in spacial terms."

"Well I don't fucking know about that!" she said, "But I know I need a brew or I'm going to knock someone out!"

"I'll have the big toe stew R," I said, deliberately ignoring Pat.

"I'm sick of teeth," said R, "I can't wait to see the dog."

Hi, my name is Jonas and here we are in the business of giving birth to teeth and something beyond that.