have you ever had someone shake you up
like a magic eight ball?
sometimes the answer resolves quickly.
its face pressed against the glass,
due the relationship between
the density of the fluid and the volume of the die.
othertimes, the die balances on edge
or even a vertex, standing on point.
this is caused by the friction of the fluid
on the suface area of the answer key.
i feel like schrodinger's bear,
balanced on a brink between choices
thus existing in all states simultaneously .
to break the stalemate
external energy must be introduced
(i.e. must shaken again).
thus providing the stimulus
to fall or fly!
ok here's a story:
"There was once a man being chased by a tiger thru a field. He ran full out, not looking back at his pursuer, until he came to the edge of a cliff. Not able to stop in time, he scrambled at the edge as the tiger stalked him. The big kitty padded up to the edge as he finally slipped away.
Flailing about, he caught hold of a vine that stalled his fall, but precariously. Accessing his predicament, he looked down 23 feet and saw another tiger come strolling up. The top tiger reached his paw over the edge as the low tiger fixed him with a primal gaze. He glanced at the vine to spy a single strawberry hanging from his only lifeline. He picked it, closed his eyes, and ate it. Nothing had ever tasted so SWEET!"
like a magic eight ball?
sometimes the answer resolves quickly.
its face pressed against the glass,
due the relationship between
the density of the fluid and the volume of the die.
othertimes, the die balances on edge
or even a vertex, standing on point.
this is caused by the friction of the fluid
on the suface area of the answer key.
i feel like schrodinger's bear,
balanced on a brink between choices
thus existing in all states simultaneously .
to break the stalemate
external energy must be introduced
(i.e. must shaken again).
thus providing the stimulus
to fall or fly!
ok here's a story:
"There was once a man being chased by a tiger thru a field. He ran full out, not looking back at his pursuer, until he came to the edge of a cliff. Not able to stop in time, he scrambled at the edge as the tiger stalked him. The big kitty padded up to the edge as he finally slipped away.
Flailing about, he caught hold of a vine that stalled his fall, but precariously. Accessing his predicament, he looked down 23 feet and saw another tiger come strolling up. The top tiger reached his paw over the edge as the low tiger fixed him with a primal gaze. He glanced at the vine to spy a single strawberry hanging from his only lifeline. He picked it, closed his eyes, and ate it. Nothing had ever tasted so SWEET!"