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Name: Observer Country: United States
Interests: I have many interests--far too many, in fact, to list here without generating an incredible amount of boredom in both my nonexistent readers and myself. However, my main interests include sketching, writing, crocheting, listening to music (mainly alternative), reading, and learning languages. Expertise: Is there truly a realistic expertise when everything can still be perfected and perfection is impossible to reach?...
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12/6/2005
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| Och, what a beautiful night! It's so quiet...for once...which is actually rather eerie. I wonder if something diabolical is at foot...Perhaps my peers are brooding over the details of a grand conspiracy to turn the president into a bush (as that would be quite fitting), rather than bothering to produce their usual amount of mayhem. Or perhaps not. That would require an extraordinary amount of effort, and they would be incapable of producing a machine that could alter the president's DNA in such a dramatic manner. The poor soul would probably end up looking like a cross between a tree frog and a sea sponge, at best.
Je donnais des details sur ceci concept bizarre s'il n'a pas ete a peu pres onze heures et demie. Malheureux, j'ai beaucoup des devoirs et je dois les finir. Et je suis tres fatigue.
World-class nut, over and out. | | |
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To my relatively phantasmal readers:
Here's a bit of somewhat dreary advice from one who has stumbled across a ridiculous amount of lemons within her reasonably short lifetime:
When life gives you lemons, eat them and move on. Why fret about issues that will eventually be gone? Let the lemons nourish you, rather than poison you or leave an acrid stench coursing through your bloodstream.
Life's not worth fretting about when, in the end, all that you are is an ephemeral pawn on the universe's gargantuan lawn, waiting for the time when death's monumental lawnmower will scrape you off of the earth and hurtle you into oblivion.
Carpe diem!
--Observer | | |
| What's beyond the Universe?
Beyond the Earth are the galaxies...and the galaxies form the Universe. The Universe, however, is not merely floating around, taking up space...It's expanding--quite rapidly, actually. Matter can neither be created nor destroyed...so...the Universe has to be stretching itself into something, right? Dark matter, perhaps? Is dark matter being converted into something more substantial, or is the Universe merely stretching itself thin and pushing something else aside? If the dark matter is somehow being converted...what will happen once it runs out? And if it's not, how can the universe possibly be expanding at such an impressive rate without folding in on itself? Surely whatever's behind it wouldn't allow itself to be compressed forever.
Well, it's possible, I suppose, to convert energy into matter...Fission and Fusion are examples of the reverse...but even if energy is converted into matter (M=E/C2) (C=speed of light), the matter being produced has to have somewhere to go...as the energy being converted is within or traveling through matter already...and what is matter without any sort of energy? ...Unless only part of the energy is being converted, in which case that's plausible...It can't last forever, though...
...and I'd rather not think that some sort of higher being is the only thing beyond the Universe, as that would imply that it is most likely being converted, bit by bit, in someway and attached to the Universe (or compressed quite mercilessly)...but...wait! Isn't that higher being already part of the Universe...in everything? (Well, I suppose it depends on what religion one looks at...)-sigh- I'm not making sense...again...am I?
There are too many questions woven into this for both my comfort and my sanity. Further research, which will probably turn me into an insomniac for about a few months, is probably required...provided the information I'm looking for even exists during this period in time. Eh, I'll figure it out. Eventually. | | |
| I am currently rereading an exceedingly detailed article about chalk and trying to figure out how to connect it with the theory of evolution...
I'll post something further at a later date, when my stomach is not so rebellious, my headache's gone, I'm feeling more humorous, and I'm finished examining Thomas Henry Huxley's article, "On a Piece of Chalk." | | |
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