If A Blog Falls In The Woods...

Riddle you this: If a Blog falls in the woods, and there isn't anybody around to read it, does it make a sound?

Before you answer, let me give it a shot.

Let's start in the cosmos... The geocentric universe provided a superlative example of Man's egotism. From the beginning, people believed their perspective to be the origin from which the planet and the heavens circumnavigated. This was the default consensus until Copernicus in the 16th Century, whose predictive mathematical model of the heliocentric universe (backed by Kepler and Galileo) shifted the geocentric (read: egocentric) universe to the heliocentric. Man's importance moved to the periphery in the cosmic sense, Darwin then redefined the Bible as a novel, and the grandeur of life's meaning vis a vis the world and universe became less about just, only me and more about the whole shebang and how it relates to me.

So, in relation to the above question, you must decide whether you are geocentric or heliocentric in your answer.

Do you subscribe to the selfish rationale, borne from the beginning of homo bronsonius, that man is the center of the universe and therefore only what he experiences actually exists? Does the unread blog not exist if it is outside of human awareness? If we posit human perspective as supreme and absolute, does anything truly matter outside of the parameters of our perspective?

Or

If all matter in the universe adheres to scientific laws and humans are only a part of that universe, doesn't the matter, independent of humans, exist and move and react just the same? Thus we can say, the perception of sound is not necessary for the sound to exist? As a tree falling in the woods (unless the trees are in a vacuum) will cause compression waves to propagate outward away from the disturbance. Those compression waves are sound regardless of the availability of a "sensor" capable of detecting those waves, right?

So where does this leave unread Bronsonius Rex? Well it is all an issue of causality. Let's say a falling tree that no one hears fall lands on a Bengal tiger den, which, in killing many tigers, truncates the food chain at the top and thus increases the populations of monkeys or hares or langurs that then overrun a nearby village and contaminate its people with a virulent and incurable disease, which, naturally, spawns a worldwide epidemic. In that case the falling tree has a supreme purpose, but it's purpose isn't manifest until after the fact.

So it goes with the Bronsonius.

The Rex exists independent of human consciousness but that doesn't mean it doesn't yet exist in the world. Like a pebble in a placid lake, the ripples are extending shoreward to where the dockworkers booze and scholars check out beach babes. It is because of the interconnectedness of all things, that matter cannot be created or destroyed but only change forms, that the very constancy of an anonymous Rex can one day find its singular moment when the scholars add its universal truths to our textbooks and then trace the cause-chain back to this very post as the nexus of something that once never even existed.