With such a long wait between videos, I thought I would copy and paste parts of an affectionate e-mail I had written a few weeks ago, plus an image from the editing process of the conservation video. Please enjoy…
I was invited out drinking tonight, so I came back to my room – ate dinner, wrote two e-mails and then I got ready to go. I left my room and first bought a red-bull. The idea was to kickstart the night in some way.
You see, this island is an adventure during the day and an endless party at night.
So, I go outside and start walking to the bar on the beach. I keep walking and as I get closer the bass of the DJ’s Brazilian pop-dance music hits my ears before anything else. Further still, I start to notice white gas. I remember this smell very well because I had used it to juggle fire in elementary school. It has a somewhat distinctive smell similar to WD-40 and Kerosene mixed together.
Weaving between bungalows, I start to see crowds of people. The hippies, fashion hippies, ravers, stoners, and divers make an interesting field of groups. To my right 4 young people continued discussing amphetamines while to my left, a group of thai guys laugh on cue to a joke I couldn’t possibly understand.
I reached the sea and immediately realized where the white gas was coming from. Three men juggled fire for the bar attendants who fervently enjoyed each stroke of the wrist as they threw fire in all directions.
One man in particular had a chain and fireball configuration that allowed him to create irregular patters around his body in fast succession.
I sat down on the sand. No longer wanting to go to the bar itself, I couldn’t help but start thinking about the universe. To be more exact, I couldn’t stop thinking about about the simplified lecture I had watched earlier that day and a few of the lessons I just worked through on quantum computation. I sat for 3 hours completely amazed as one of my most recent lectures finally hit home. Actually, I sat there while rubbing my hands together, looking up at the stars.
To explain simply, electrons occupy space around the nucleus in the electron shell. You know this, and you also know that an electron acts like a wave much more than a particle. Well, the lecture used a good analogy to describe this. Think of a jumprope that’s held by two people. If they wiggle it, they can create a static wave. the wave they create stays in the jumprope and their arms. Similarly, an electron is waving within the electron shell.
Moreover, only a certain number of electrons can fit in each layer of that shell (as you know from the periodic table, yeah?).
This is where it gets interesting. So, electrons repel one another since they are negatively charged. We exist because electrons repel one another just enough the illusion of solid material, liquid material and gas. If they didn’t repel, the universe would be one single object (a very small object at that – possibly the size of a single star since we’re mostly made of empty space).
From there, we know that no single electron can occupy the same space as another electron, and with each element, they must sit at specific energy levels. Atoms of the same material next to one another may have electrons at similar energy levels within their own atoms, but they can never exist at the same energy level. Like standing on a train in Tokyo, each car has similar spacing, but nobody can stand in the exact same spot as someone else. When someone needs to get off the train, the entire car wiggles, much like a liquid or fabric. I guess think of the entire universe as a liquid fabric.
Right now, I want you to rub your hands together as I did in the sand. K?
So, electrons repel, and they are connected to every other electron in the universe (plus they are more of a wave than a particle). As you rub your hands together, you are moving electrons away from some atoms and into other atoms. This process changes those electrons’ energy levels. But no electrons in the universe are allowed to be of the same energy level. This being the case, every single atom in the universe must change to accomodate this action. Much like sending a ripple over a clear blue mountain lake, every electron must adapt, no matter how far, no matter how perceptively small the change may be, they must adapt.
While I was sitting in the warm sand, next to fire -jugglers and the revery of a Friday night party, I was moving electrons around. I was staring up into the milky way galaxy, playing with the fabric of the universe. And now you are too.
If you ever feel lonely, powerless, or abjectly annoyed. Rub your hands together and know that you are changing the universe.