Going back to the discussion a few days ago about tidal forces… I imagine this as two men pulling apart; giving and taking. This one dimensional view is revealed to act in two, then three dimensions. You see the central nucleus is eventually stretched to mimic the appearance of an atom.
I vaguely remember high school chemistry: initially atoms were presented as little balls within little balls with a nucleus and a bunch of electron balls in a perfect orbit around them. Later on, as we progressed, this was explained as still a nucleus with stratified electron clouds. Then in Physics, this is blown apart and you realise everything is broken down a third time into minuscule particles, some that can combine or subtract to become a different particle, imposing its own massive forces on everything around it. Basically, everything is made of the same stuff and most of everything is actually nothing. I think I would actually lose my mind if I learned it goes further than this.
What I mean to come to here, is that we, man, are like these tiny minuscule forces, we and our own whims are so insignificant in the grand scheme, whatever that is.
Apart from these thoughts, I was lucky enough lately to have a really good stargazing experience. I had that evening watched my dog curl up into a ball on the cold beach and laughed at how he was following passive house principles by reducing his surface area. Surely an architect joke. Then I looked up and started to think…clearly the sphere is the most efficient shape in all existence. How weird that our own galaxy is more or less two dimensional.
I can’t call the doodle with this post ‘art’ but I was thinking all these thoughts as I drew it. Also I was on a train and my hand was not steady. Looking at it I realised my brain is drawing a line around the edges; clearly it can’t handle what it’s actually looking at and trying to rationalise it in some way; creating its own system to understand what it’s seeing. I hope you can find the hidden number.
just kidding.
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