One 1,000; Two 1,000 ...
Random sheets of light explode from the sky, illuminating a chorale of fragmented hydrogen oxide.
One 1,000; two 1,000; three 1,000; four ...
Crackle ... boom!
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We take for granted what we know.
We know that space and time are a matter of perception. We learned this in school. Or on "Nova."
How long did it take us to know?
It has been there for our understanding for centuries.
(Yet, we still call August the "dog days of summer," because the Romans were convinced that Sirius, known as the "dog star," added extra heat when it accompanied the sun during August. What would they say if we traveled back in time and tried to explain the tilt of a round planet that causes seasons?).
Flashes of light fill the void between us and the seeable things around us -- our clothes darkened with dampness, the steaming street, the raindrop precariously clinging to the tree leaf.
A few one 1,000s later we hear the rumbling sound of this phenomenon of the sky, where negative and positive energy collide and the heavens turn to fire. Or, if you prefer, God moves his furniture.
And it's that elementary:
This light flashed, a moment ago; this air rumbled and crackled, more moments ago -- but it all happened at once.
The light happened earlier because it happened faster. The sound happened later because it happened slower. Speed determines place, which time describes linearly.
We can see the mystery of space and time and E=mc2 from our front porches. Right there, during a thunderstorm, everywhere, always, as long as we've walked this planet.
Walked it slowly, and sped faster, and faster, until now we glimpse a miniscule awareness of eternity.
5 comments:
walking along the cliffs from newquay to perranporth, she rolled in off of the sea:
one 1,000, two 1,000, three 1,000, four 1,000...KKKRRRREEEOOOOOOUUUUFFFFFGGGHHHHH
nowhere to shelter.
one 1,000, two...KKKRRREEEEEUUUUFFFFGGGHHHHHHHH
then they came at the same time.
"oh fuck!" she can take us anytime she wants.
dan ... the ocean scares me. at least the deep part of it does. add in weather and it's a recipe for panic.
mamalujo ... that's kind of the point i was making, i think. it seems just so elementary now that we know about it. i've often wondered what if i headed back to ancient rome. would i be a god because i could explain the theory of relativity on a very basic level? or would they just cut my head off because i looked so different?
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oh, btw, picture is not mine, it's courtesy of wikipedia.
I'd cut off your head.
Wow. I just came here by accident, but I like it.
you're right, duckie. but i have to say ... i'm waiting for someone to tell me how wrong i've interpreted the science of it all.
have i ever mentioned i failed college algebra three times before i finally got a hippie teacher who grade everything you got right up until you got it wrong?
belle ... thanks. hope to see you again. :)
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