I think I rarely walk away from your pieces fully grocking the physics concept you play with, but I do get a better understanding. An hour long read of even a good textbook probably wouldn't get me There, anyway. I completed whole college class semesters without fully understanding the semiconductor design I was allegedly there for, to my shame.
What I do get from your writing is good friction, and imagination. I reread those book quotes and your surrounding commentary several times, trying to get my brain to follow the same path and be hit with something special.
Whether I get There or not, that experience and effort encourages new understanding, and I relished imagining, even if naively, of the causality of physics in reverse. I appreciated pondering radical new possibilities of our actual universe.
I loved my notion of physics as firm, hard, applied mathematics being challenged (surely not for the first time).
I deeply value that these ideas can flourish in affirming spaces, and I lament that institutions haven't been.
It is genuinely probable that a revolutionary understanding of our natural world that feels feminine, and thus contrary to the vibes of centuries of white dude scientists, awaits discovery or mainstream acceptance.
And maybe it doesn't have to be a truth claim to be valuable. The metaphors we take from reality and its quirks also matter, as you show time and time again. Do we choose to harm imaginary cats or compare entangled particles to connected beings?
What I am left with this morning, unable to sleep so reading this at 5:30AM, is a sense of connectedness. To the hooting owl outside whose sound was familiar enough to normally be ignored or annoyed by. To the hamster in my home making little noises that I know by heart. To the wind, silent or causing creaks in my house's wood frame.
Thank you.
I bounce all over the place with these comments, so also thanks for your patience.
I think I rarely walk away from your pieces fully grocking the physics concept you play with, but I do get a better understanding. An hour long read of even a good textbook probably wouldn't get me There, anyway. I completed whole college class semesters without fully understanding the semiconductor design I was allegedly there for, to my shame.
What I do get from your writing is good friction, and imagination. I reread those book quotes and your surrounding commentary several times, trying to get my brain to follow the same path and be hit with something special.
Whether I get There or not, that experience and effort encourages new understanding, and I relished imagining, even if naively, of the causality of physics in reverse. I appreciated pondering radical new possibilities of our actual universe.
I loved my notion of physics as firm, hard, applied mathematics being challenged (surely not for the first time).
I deeply value that these ideas can flourish in affirming spaces, and I lament that institutions haven't been.
It is genuinely probable that a revolutionary understanding of our natural world that feels feminine, and thus contrary to the vibes of centuries of white dude scientists, awaits discovery or mainstream acceptance.
And maybe it doesn't have to be a truth claim to be valuable. The metaphors we take from reality and its quirks also matter, as you show time and time again. Do we choose to harm imaginary cats or compare entangled particles to connected beings?
What I am left with this morning, unable to sleep so reading this at 5:30AM, is a sense of connectedness. To the hooting owl outside whose sound was familiar enough to normally be ignored or annoyed by. To the hamster in my home making little noises that I know by heart. To the wind, silent or causing creaks in my house's wood frame.
Thank you.
I bounce all over the place with these comments, so also thanks for your patience.