We are all cursed, my son. And I mean it. Seriously. Have you seen anything lately? Have you felt anything? Touched anything, maybe? No you haven’t. Stop lying. Be honest. No, you haven’t. You haven’t touched anything at all because our Universe is cursed and nothing can ever touch anything else. Nothing can come in intimate contact. Touch; it’s all a lie. It’s all a false feeling. Things do not touch, my son. All that happens is repulsion. At a distance - and still quite a big one. It’s all about photons, they say. Photons are the spell carriers. Whenever you get too close to something or someone, photons will make sure you don’t come any closer than you need. You will feel touch. Repulsion; strength; structure. You will feel all that, and yet that is not real. Nothing but a spell. By the photons - damn those. And it’s just like looking. Like seeing. We don’t really see either, you know. We don’t see anything at all. We just react. Electromagnetically. Photons. Again. Damn photons. They hit our sensors and then our brain sends some strange signals - mediated by more photons. And then it hits the brain. And then more signals - and more photons. And then we see - although we don’t. Not really. We do not see, because what we see is a triple illusion. An illusion. Just like the entire world around us. An entire Universe, held together by a set of illusions. Pure Magic.
A long time ago, the first stars - and those that followed - ended their lives in tremendously energetic explosions, creating every single piece of what we are made of, and ultimately leading to you reading this.
Monday, 18 April 2011
The Story of electromagnetism or the spell of not being able to actually touch or see the World
We are all cursed, my son. And I mean it. Seriously. Have you seen anything lately? Have you felt anything? Touched anything, maybe? No you haven’t. Stop lying. Be honest. No, you haven’t. You haven’t touched anything at all because our Universe is cursed and nothing can ever touch anything else. Nothing can come in intimate contact. Touch; it’s all a lie. It’s all a false feeling. Things do not touch, my son. All that happens is repulsion. At a distance - and still quite a big one. It’s all about photons, they say. Photons are the spell carriers. Whenever you get too close to something or someone, photons will make sure you don’t come any closer than you need. You will feel touch. Repulsion; strength; structure. You will feel all that, and yet that is not real. Nothing but a spell. By the photons - damn those. And it’s just like looking. Like seeing. We don’t really see either, you know. We don’t see anything at all. We just react. Electromagnetically. Photons. Again. Damn photons. They hit our sensors and then our brain sends some strange signals - mediated by more photons. And then it hits the brain. And then more signals - and more photons. And then we see - although we don’t. Not really. We do not see, because what we see is a triple illusion. An illusion. Just like the entire world around us. An entire Universe, held together by a set of illusions. Pure Magic.
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