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"Surely you'll find your place."
"Surely you'll find your place." - Mom
Place:
Two-dimensional space.
Time:
Not applicable.
A circle is the set of points in a plane
that are equidistant from a given point.
The center of the circle.
The circle symbolizes infinity.
Eternity.
Perfection.
The sun and the journey of planets around it.
The cyclic, perpetual motion in the universe.
Totality.
The self.
I suffer from space anxiety.
I have diagnosed it myself.
The symptom is an inability to look into infinity.
If I can’t see the end of things
I get this strange feeling.
Actually it's... nausea.
Space looks infinite because it’s dark.
The vast majority of the universe is empty,
and the light of distant stars
hasn’t reached us yet.
So maybe the space anxiety is
just a more elegant word
for fear of darkness.
Place:
Three-dimensional space.
Time:
Not applicable.
A sphere is
a perfectly round geometrical object.
It is a circle circumscribing itself from all sides.
A sphere is the simplest possible shape.
Its surface is the most compact form
and due to its overall symmetry,
it's the least energy-consuming shape.
Countless objects in nature are spherical.
The nuclei of atoms.
Bubbles.
Drops.
Planets.
Stars.
Even very old galaxies.
Of all objects we have observed in nature
the sun is amazingly close to a perfect sphere.
I often miss the sun
because I come from a country
where winter consumes half the year.
During the darkest time of the year
there are just a few meager hours
of light per day.
In the north the sun doesn't rise at all.
Every winter I reason I don't belong here.
That I must've been born in the wrong place
due to some cosmic disruption.
The darkness is like a black hole
that swallows everything surrounding it.
Place:
Four-dimensional space-time.
Time:
Relative.
Time.
Nobody can really say for sure what it is
- or if it is.
It seems to be the only thing
we actually have
and yet there’s never enough of it.
One must constantly catch up.
If nothing changes, there's no time.
Is time an illusion then?
But can movement exist without time?
...the cyclic, perpetual motion...
Is time after all a changing place?
...Place: Two-dimensional space. Place...
Does all time exist already, like all places do,
or do we just have this one present moment?
The present eternity.
No, the eternal present..
I'm a slow person.
I need an eternity just to eat a sandwich.
I've always thought
I'll peak when I'm a granny.
That’s when I can finally be slow in peace.
Spend all days observing
my turtles in their terrarium.
But this is not laziness.
Just old age.
Being slow has one downside, though.
According to the laws of physics,
the slower you are the faster time travels.
And before you even know it...
It's winter again.
Einstein once contemplated
if the slowness of a body
depends upon its energy-content.
And I would definitely say so.
I don’t have energy for anything
in this darkness.
Least of all for any kind of rat races.
Sometimes I dream of a place without time.
Although...
When time ends, light ends too.
And again I would end up
wandering in the dark.
Place: Zero-dimensional space.
Time: Not applicable.
Zero is the value for nothing.
It’s a mark for an empty place.
Zero is a paradox.
Zero equals nothing implies
that nothing is something after all.
Zero, I know how you feel.
The more I think about this huge,
perhaps infinite universe,
the more I shrink,
until I don’t matter in the end.
As if I were nothing.
But then I remember that zero is nothing too.
And at the same time
it's the beginning of everything.
A circle is the set of points in a plane
that are equidistant from a given point.
The center of the circle.
It looks like a line, but isn't.
It's a set of points side by side,
that form an entity together.
There are so many points
that the points probably don't even realize
they form a circle.
What are you doing here?
I'm not sure.
The circle symbolizes infinity.
Eternity.
Totality.
Perfection.
But a perfect circle doesn’t exist.
Circles and spheres are everywhere
but they're all flawed.
Humans are capable of many things
but producing a perfect circle
is beyond our abilities.
And yet we try.
Even if we can't even see
the circle for the points.
I'm a perfectionist, too.
But not the kind that works days on end.
I'm a procrastinating perfectionist.
Sometimes people think I'm lazy.
But it’s the universe that’s lazy.
It'll always try to take the easy way out.
And a sphere is the simplest possible shape.
SQUARE THE CIRCLE
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