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Ayn Rand's most popular novels are Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead, which present her philosophy, Objectivism, in vivid characterizations.

  Metaphysics, epistemology, ethics, esthetics, and  politics are the five main branches of philosophy that she identifies. Utilizing her methodology, one can be rational about all aspects of life. These essays present my understanding of Objectivism.

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This is Your Mind

Independence Day Special 2005

Copyright Issues Statement

Independence Day Special 2011:

 Jesus or Ayn Rand?

Don't Blame Wall Street

Governments and Individual Rights

Anarcho-Capitalism rebuttal

Doctors and Individual Rights

Internet Freedom VS On-line Piracy

Laws Must be Specific to Preserve Freedom

To Students of Objectivism

Kant as Founder of Modern Art

Thinking in Terms of Principles

The Purpose of Art

On Objectivity -- The Method of Thought

Applications of Philosophy

Happiness by a Proper Standard

Morality and War

Induction and Anarchism

Immigration and Applied Egoism

Independence Day 2012:

  Losing the Battle

On Civil Society

Batman and Justice

Paul Ryan and Objectivism

Philosophy in the Workplace

Articulating Freedom

The Argument for Freedom

Psycho-epistemology

Black Friday Special, The Morality of Profit

Intellectual Property Rights

How The Internet Works

Carnegie Museum of Art and Natural History

The Morality of Copyrights and Patents

Justice

Freedom of Speech -- a Sacred Right

Objective Value

Teleological Measurements

Induction

Causality

Cognition

Ayn Rand as a Moral Hero

Moral Integrity

On Dualism

Protest NSA Spying

The Objectivist Trilogy

The DIM Hypothesis

Tolerance and DIM

Individual Rights

How We Know

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The Aether
by Thomas M. Miovas, Jr.
All Rights Reserved 1998



The aether's there;
I'm not sure where--
Perhaps, it's in the stratosphere.

Aristotle philosophized:
It must be higher than the skies!
Else, what's up there between the stars?

Though Earth and Water, Air and Fire
Are layered as they most desire,
There must be something higher still
Because there really is no nil.

So through the cent'ries since he spoke
All types of men did go for broke
Trying to find that misty stuff.

The Christians speculated high
That God released it in His sigh;
It's what the angel's wings are made,
Or was it breathed in when we prayed?

The Alchemist searched here and there
And looked for it most everywhere;
Since so elusive was its place,
It must have quite a healing grace.

But no one found it in a vat,
(Not even from the wing of gnat);
The search continued, all in vain.

Then real science hit the scene
With a method and a scheme:
Distilling ether in a flask!

It had a pleasant smell and more:
Less dense was it than breathing Air,
Far finer spun than Angel Hair,
Anesthetized the surgeon's care...
This must be it! Or so they swore.

Alas, eureka's triumph call
Was not The Substance after all:
It lingered still, far out of reach.

When magnetism soon was found
By changed electric fluid's bound,
Speculation began anew
Still using reason, tried and true.

Since water waves are known quite well,
'Tis just the thing to break its spell;
A sinusoidal matter guess,
With eddies, currents, flow--no less!

There once was a man with a light
To measure Aethereal Right,
But to his dismay
It just wouldn't play--
More questions arose like a blight.

The yardstick, it shrunk with The Wind,
While Time took a Relative bend;
It didn't stop there
But really got weird:
The wave was a particle's friend!

Oh, please, you're confusing me muse,
Now Probables count as the Truths;
The particle track
Has just the right knack
To leave only wavicle clues.

So, now we no longer engage
In search for the talk of The Sage.

What quested once by all great men,
Is but a memory left to blend
Into a dark and mystic realm
Of foolish dreams at stupid helm.

I ask you this without a jest:
Should we abandon noble quest
For aether stuff to fill the gaps?

For Nothing circumambient
Means void is omnigatherent;
Does Naught, a causeless act right there,
Imply the aether's everywhere?

 

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