Every particle in the universe attracts every other particle. Matter on the large scale is uniformly distributed. Gravitationally balanced, but unstable.
The idea of a static universe or “E.’s universe” demands that space is not contracting; instead, it is dynamically stable. A. E. once proposed such a model as his preferred cosmology by adding a cosmological constant to his equations of general relativity to counteract the dynamical effects of gravity — which, in a universe of matter, would lead to its collapse.
What is that all about that even non-opposites are necessarily bumping one against the other in the universe?
What is that energy all about, the energy that is transferred when molecules bump into one another? What’s out there for us to get… or absorb?
Would you bet there are better places out there? I bet there are better particles. Maybe this metaphor escalated quickly. I bet there are better collapses. Hard, soft, or satisfying. Question is, how can we tell?
Maybe there’s a fact. The sensation of disembodiedness must hurt more than the collision. Hard, soft, or satisfying…
Therefore, the bump must be the prize itself; some kind of prize, given at the expense of its own existence.
Because the sooner you collide, the sooner you change. Syllogistic as that (shortened in two simple sentences!). As soon as you collide, you are different. You become something else. Not forever, though, just wait until the next drunk particle to bump into you. Or a sober particle bump into you in the dark repeatedly.
That is why it would be appropriate to say: as soon as you die, kill me, would you please?
I am looking forward to my next death in this life. I mean, my next collision that surely will have as a result another metamorphosis of mine.
Something will grow inside of me. Maybe a whole tree, who knows.
I accept my destiny. My destiny is the destiny of all particles of the universe (of everything). It is all about colliding. Changing. Hopefully we can also say evolving.
Colliding particles can make black holes — and they’re nothing but energy crammed into a small volume, just as in collapses of massive stars (see, even when it looks complex… pretty much the same thing if you think that massive stars also end up filling too tightly). As uncomfortable as it might seem, collisions are the key to all of our internal processes. Isn’t that so? If we think that every single kind of matter particle is mirrored by its antimatter (that has opposite electric charge, which means, equal, but opposite… "the opposite ain’t that different after all, huh"), it might start to seem a little stupid to overrate each and every of those collisions that happen all the time. How is it good to collide with your equal-opposite, you would ask. However… the balance isn’t simply about the existence of those opposites, of our opposites. It has to be something beyond us: the existence of the opposites isn’t enough, that’s why they inter/intracommunicate.
By colliding, of course.
Let’s collide, then. Cheers to that. Sláinte.
And I don’t really give a damn in case you did not get a thing of my thoughts. After all, hey, it is not just because we are all pretty much the same that we cannot have profit by colliding in the dark. Wor(l)ds collide well. Come collide.
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[thrown by L. on March 17th, 2010]
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