#quantum yield

[tenth-sentence]

The other terms in the expression all depends on the range of wavelengths under consideration.

"Environmental Chemistry: A Global Perspective", 4e - Gary W. VanLoon & Stephen J. Duffy

[finallysafeawakepowerful]

Who are you being? That’s all you will ever get. Does half your mind believe your (old) world 1 Anne trying to cross over into a new world? Is that what your conscious and subconscious is experiencing then based on what you’re thinking and feeling to be true? What are you maintaining as true and real reality experiencing in your 4D mind, the plane above? then wondering why you’re living what you’re fuckin living in your mind?

TRULY SHIFT. LET YOURSELF BE. CONSUME YOURSELF AND RUB OUT ALL ELSE. REVISE ALL ELSE. THERES NOTHING TO EXPERIENCE BUT THE IDEAL. WHAT WORLD ARE YOU IN? Which quantum possibility are you PLACING yourself in, saying you are in, making yourself EXPERIENCE you are in and LIVING IN? There’s ONLY NOW. Let go of future, past, later, 7 mins later. NOW IS THE ONLY THING. What is being viewed, imagined, maintained, created in the 4D - the plane above - what your conscious and subconscious see and experience and can only assume is true is the basis and creation. You’re maintaining in the only field of vision that you are not, and trying to become, one day hopefully soon but really later and not now, and then wondering why you’re getting what YOU decide is true, what YOU ARE SAYING IS WHAT IS?

I’m sorry what are you maintaining in the 4d? what are you saying is the true reality? What are you imagining to be true? What is your conscious and subconscious experiencing and seeing is true then?

what we're experiencing now is a direct reflection of who we are conscious of being. So choose the version of yourself that you would like to be, and enjoy being so within. There are billions of states and probabilities to occupy; you’re always choosing - even this second.

So, continue to be who you want to be (in imagination), and the world will reflect who you are being. You’re always reflecting who you are being and you can only ever experience who you are being and that’s the only thing conscious and subconscious can experience and assume to be true and form from, be from.

"You are already that which you want to be and your refusal to believe it is the only reason you do not see it." -neville goddard

FULFILL YOURSELF : YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN : BE : YOURE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN

You always express what you FEEL to be and FEEL to have. You always live with what you FEEL to be and have.

𝗜 𝗔𝗠 is who you are NOW. the 3D starts changing the moment you literally change NOW. Not who you believe you will somehow be different IN. The. Future. THERE IS NO FUTURE. There is ONLY NOW.

"DO NOT TRY, BUT 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 IT." - Edward Art. There is no other “better” version of you in the future. There is only now.

YIELD ON BEING 𝗔𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 IT — DO NOT FOCUS ON CHANGING THE OUTER WORLD." - Edward Art

YOU 𝗔𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 ARE IT — IF YOU 𝗔𝗖𝗖𝗘𝗣𝗧 THAT, YOU'LL START THINKING FROM THE POSITION OF 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 IT." - Edward Art

"FALL ASLEEP TONIGHT 𝗙𝗘𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 YOU ALREADY ARE IT." - Edward Art

There is no trying to attain or become. That being maintained in your 4D will always keep you at trying to attain or become. Believe yourself to be.

"ACCEPT THAT YOU ALREADY ARE AND ALLOW THAT TO BE THE 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡." - Edward Art

You are not waiting - you are not placing it “in the future” aka not right now - you ALREADY it, and you have to fall in love with BEING and ACCEPTING you are so naturally you walk as though without thought or effort.

Willingly identify yourself as what you most desire and imagined knowing it expresses through you. Yield to the feeling of the life and being fulfilled and be so consumed it radiates from you.”

Surrender to the feeling of being your goal and best self. I am her. There is no better or future version who has it. I have it, now. I am it, now.

Everything was predestined to be filled because I decided so, and it became so. Everything I ever wanted, I got. I know I always get everything I want. Isn’t it wonderful? i am power. I am all. I walk in the feeling of power and gratitude. I live life in a sublime spirit of confidence comfort power and determination. I want it. I got it. All possibilities are happening now and all you have to do is connect and identify with it. Learn to not be afraid of feeling what you want, being what you want, having what you want.

Truly learn to LOVE yourself and truly believe you DESERVE to be this wonderful that you let yourself experience and BE the best and have the best. Learn to love yourself so much and the world you let yourself be the best. The purest form of self love and love for the world is to allow yourself to feel this way and be this person. Love yourself. Learn to love yourself so much you experience the best and imagine the best and only see yourself as the best so naturally so you become it without effort.

“Rest in the assumption you are already what you want to be, and in that belief and frequency, you and your infinite being are merged; and with infinite being all things are possible.” - Neville Goddard. This stops you from flashing in and out of possibilities. You’re placing yourself in the possibility/ world of “not being and trying to become” based on … you believing and thinking that. Place yourself in the ideal….. there's nothing to get because the version of you who has your desire ALREADY has them and the version of you who doesn't have your desire will ALWAYS not have them…its simple as asking which version of yourself are you choosing to be now.

The ideal realized. The ideal attained. The ideal embodied. The ideal lived. I deserve it and I love myself so much so I allow myself to experience it and be it.

Surrender yourself to your ideal with such awareness of its reality that you begin to live the life of the ideal and no longer own or identify with what was prior. (Trying to become, trying to attain.)

Each assumption and embodiment has its corresponding world. You, by your conscious assumptions, determine the nature of the world in which you live. Ask yourself truly this second; what is your self image / concept?

[eatmangoesnekkid]

Cassie: Friend, Soulmate, and Self-Regenerating Muse

One of the ongoing themes of my multi-book series is The Muse: the consciousness, archetype, and ways of moving and being of the Muse, who is the Muse and why this energetic matrix is important for every femme to embody for her aliveness and manifestation potential. I made a major edit in this chapter after randomly meeting someone one warm day in Amsterdam recently. The chapter now opens with a story about her.

Cassie is her name and she is stunning. I don’t know what it is about Amsterdam but I rarely—meaning—never —meet people I feel a deep soul kinship with. To be fair, I spend more time biking in Amsterdam instead of walking because the weather is often trashy. But walking is my favorite exercise and I tend to walk a whole lot more in other cities when I’m traveling because, hello, beautiful weather. But on this warm beautiful Sunday in Amsterdam, I joyfully walked everywhere. That’s how I met Cassie, an Indonesian and Surinamese (Black) 38 year old Goddess as she was lightheartedly and confidently sashaying down the street in her short denim dress with peak-a-boo air holes cut out on the sides which illuminated her waist.

She was alone with no cell phone or bag, casually strollin' to her own rhythms while licking a vanilla ice cream cone and delighting in her own innocence and pleasure after walking through the city for hours I would later find out. That is so me—walking for hours in a city and getting lost without a cell phone on me. It was like seeing myself and one of my favorite Minnie Riperton album covers come to life in full-size, "Perfect Angel," the one where she is holding a dripping ice cream cone while smiling so sweetly. Suddenly Cassie made a u-turn and sat on the bench directly across from me. I knew I had to say something to her.

The first thing I said was “you must tell me what you do to have that kind of body.” She responded “you must tell what YOU do to have that kind of body.” She reminded me of me so much—it was dreamy and surreal as watching a Maya Deren “black and white” film yet it was as real as human flesh and a beating heart. You know what her answer was?! “I don’t workout my body. I just workout my mindset and emotional body.” I responded with all manners of celebration “you magical neuroscience quantum theory Gawddddd.” We both laughed! We ended up talking for 4 whole hours— nerding out on everything from quantum physics and metaphysics to speaking about our dreams, love, farm life, and why high-quality, non-extractive penetration (when mutual love and reverence are present regardless of the 'relationship status' between the two) is essential for the healthy shape of a woman’s body and to liberate the deeper coiled wisdom living in her female tissues that no male guru in India could ever possibly understand or teach. It felt like Cassie and I had only been sitting there for only 30 minutes. She was my muse and I was hers. We went on a real journey together.

To open yourself up to The Muse and allow this regenerative consciousness to be your lighthouse in the world requires devotion and a kind of playful endurance and resiliency where you begin to hold a quality of self-worth that does not allow you to give up before the miracles start to happen in your life. Being able to follow a dream -your heart's desires and big visions, capable of trusting the process of what is being divinely asked of you to do and not give up, truly embodying the mindset of a divine being, yield a greater energy of pure power. And what I know about energy is that everything is sourced from it, even though it appears physical to our eyes.

Of course, if you desire to work through the physical/3D world/matter, those things you can logically track and measure, you can. But the truth is that you access more infinite power to shift your body and whole life when you begin to tune into E-N-E-R-G-Y, the subtle, immaterial, and invisible, the spirit that lies beneath the surface, like blessing your food and directing it to travel to the parts of your body you’d like for it to energize or nourish, to make more shapely or healthy. Also, getting into energy work and metaphysics, the essences of your chi, makes you prettier like a beauty ritual, more naturally attractive, magnetic, and wiser. I can’t wait to finalize this chapter and share a snippet here. Yum!—India Ame’ye

[mystic-rox]

Arden Morvant

Behavioral Analysis Unit

Confidential Psychological Profile

Subject: Arden Morvant

Prepared by: Dr. Spencer Reid

Date: [REDACTED]

Classification: Former Peripheral Offender / Probationary BAU Profiler

OVERVIEW:

Arden Morvant is an anomalous profile in the BAU, an outlier in both origin and trajectory. He possesses the rare duality of someone capable of immense psychological harm yet drawn magnetically toward healing. He is not a sadist. He is not devoid of empathy. But he is someone who understands violence, too well, too intuitively; that understanding was once misused. Often unknowingly, sometimes deliberately.

Morvant didn’t kill. He didn’t mutilate. He didn’t even touch the bodies. But he set the stage, sometimes literally. He gave monsters their scripts. And when they acted, he watched.

He helped unsubs the way a composer writes music for someone else’s ballet. He never performed it. But he knew exactly how it would look.

EARLY DEVELOPMENT:

Morvant’s formative years are defined by neglect, both emotional and structural. There is no evidence of overt abuse, but neglect, particularly chronic emotional neglect, is a form of trauma that often yields either one of two outcomes: internalized shame and dissociation, or externalized control-seeking behavior. Morvant developed both.

He learned early to make himself invisible when necessary, charming when required, and useful above all else. This led to his long pattern of involvement with predators who recognized his genius and lack of boundaries, and exploited both. He wasn’t coerced. He wasn’t entirely complicit either. He drifted, and then he directed.

PERSONALITY STRUCTURE:

Morvant is a paradox. He is both self-aware and self-obscured. He knows what he is. But he doesn’t always know why. He is governed by a deep need for structure, but has a volatile emotional core beneath it that manifests in ritualistic behaviors:

• Mirror shards: Morvant keeps them on his desk—not for vanity, but to “reflect his thoughts.” It is likely a compulsive grounding tool—fractured reflections mirroring a fractured identity. There’s symbolism in it. The man who helped unsubs see themselves never really saw himself clearly.

• Violin playing: Much like my own use of chess or quantum algorithms to process complex emotion, Morvant uses the violin to regulate his affective state. He plays not to perform but to process. I’ve observed him use vibrato patterns to calm himself and harmonic tension as a substitute for verbal communication. It’s not music. It’s Morse code with strings.

He lives almost entirely inside his own mind—a dangerous thing for someone whose mind once built mazes for killers. But within the BAU, structure is externally imposed, and for the first time, Morvant wants that.

ATTACHMENT & RELATIONAL DYNAMICS:

Morvant has latched onto Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner with a fervent emotional fixation. It is gravitational. Hotch is a constant, a walking anchor, and Morvant orbits him like a lost satellite hoping not to burn up.

Possibly past relationship.

He mirrors Hotch’s posture. Matches his cadence. Defers in a way that borders on childlike loyalty. It’s a classic anxious-preoccupied attachment with clear roots in early deprivation.

His dynamic with me is different. I think he sees me less as an anchor and more as a lighthouse. He shows me his worst thoughts. His weirdest ones. He trusts that I won’t flinch. That I understand—because in many ways, I do.

CLINICAL CONCERNS:

Risk Indicators:

• Prone to obsessive fixation (cases, people, ideas)

• Tends toward dissociation under emotional stress

• Struggles to define a consistent moral compass—especially when someone he cares about is in danger

• Will manipulate for security, not out of malice, but survival instinct

Protective Traits:

• Deep remorse, even when expressed obliquely

• Profound loyalty to those he deems safe

• Highly creative, non-linear problem solver

• Appears to thrive under authority when it’s paired with emotional consistency

MORALITY & MOTIVATION:

Morvant is not evil. He’s untethered. Or rather—was. Now, he’s trying to rebuild a moral foundation that was never given to him. It’s slow. Messy. Painful. But it’s real. He wants to be useful again. But now for the right reasons.

He clings to symbols: mirrors, music, outlines of order, because they keep the chaos at bay. And if you asked him directly, I don’t think he could tell you what scares him more:

Being who he was.

Or being someone no one understands.

FINAL SUMMARY:

He’s dangerous. But not to us.

He’s unpredictable. But never maliciously so.

He’s brilliant. But he knows that already.

What he doesn’t know yet, is that he’s redeemable.

And I think, with time, and trust, he’ll prove that to the rest of the world too.

He already has to me.

—Dr. Spencer Reid

[etherealstarr]

@celestialmantdonna: Mantis knocked on the door of Ava's bedroom on the ship. She walked in carrying a pile of books, though she seemed to have no problem carrying them. "U-Um, I found these books about quantum physics, and since we are trying to find a cure for your condition, perhaps w-we... um, perhaps we could study... read these books together. Maybe we'll find something of relevance!" [ yeah yeah, "study" 😏 ]

Ava was in the middle of trying to get some alien seed to grow; she’d procured it almost a week ago, even invested in a pot and some soil to get the darn thing growing. Something green to have around for her to take care of. Sadly, it wasn’t yielding any results yet. “I appreciate your efforts but I think I’ve read every book about quantum physics under the sun. The only cure I found was temporary, and came from the quantum realm, not a place anyone should visit very often.” Ava stood from her seat and eased the pile of books out of Mantis’ hands. “Thank you for trying, though.”

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Overlapping moiré lattices in 2D materials yield tunable quantum properties and novel atomic motifs

A joint research team has successfully developed a two-dimensional (2D) quantum material platform through the superposition of moiré lattices. The research is published in Nature under the title "Unconventional domain tessellations in moiré-of-moiré lattices." This study, led by Professor Hyobin Yoo from the Department of Materials Science and Engineering, in collaboration with Professor Young-Woo Son (Korea Institute for Advanced Study) and Professor Changwon Park (Ewha Womans University), marks the first atomic-level identification of hierarchical structures and complex interlayer interactions resulting from the superposition of different moiré lattices in a trilayer graphene system.

Read more.

[evangel108]

One of the most persistent misconception people have about faith, especially in media, is the idea that faith is inherently illogical. That believing in anything beyond the natural, scientifically explainable forces is superstition--a gullible belief in made-up stories.

That certainly was the main argument for one entry submitted to a poetry contest with the prompt: "The Eternal Question: God, No God, Maybe God?"

(The entry read more like a rant than a genuine poetic meditation on that question, but I digress.)

Despite how frequently faith is mocked as being stupid, much of our current framework of scientific knowledge owes its foundation to great logical minds who saw no contradiction between studying the natural world with faith in the divine.

For example, Robert Boyle, considered a pioneer of modern scientific method, have been known to say:

“If the omniscient author of nature knew that the study of his works tends to make men disbelieve his Being or Attributes, he would not have given them so many invitations to study and contemplate Nature.”

Likewise, Johannes Kepler, who discovered the Third Law of Planetary Motion, expressed:

"Geometry is one and eternal shining in the mind of God. That share in it accorded to humans is one of the reasons that humanity is the image of God."

While skeptics think that science disprove the need for faith, men like Boyle and Kepler--and also Isaac Newton, Galileo Galilei, Leonhard Euler, and Gregor Mendel--saw the opposite.

They believe the fact that natural laws are not random, but follows a consistent, logical, and harmonious pattern serve as evidence for the existence of a Creator, not against it.

"For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made." – Romans 1:20

In my own entry to the contest prompt, I tried to go further. I wanted to see whether examining nature could actually point to the God of the Bible (as revealed through Moses, the Prophets, and the Apostles), beyond a generic "Creator". I express my findings in the following poem:

The coloured space refracts the Creator's essence A vision soaked in palettes with threefold lens RGB, HSV, or Lab—three in dimension, yet one in hue In every shade and gradation, His light shines through There are no depths from which He does not gleam In blackest nights, faint sparks can still be seen A triune of quarks swirl in quantum lore Chromodynamic sparks weld together the atoms' cores Galaxies ignite where the elements unite As trichrome charge converges to white 'Til eons pass and the stars cave in And remnant dusts collide to birth new kin What wondrous run, what state of art! The world we tread on beats with iron heart Fe, atom number 26, is a sacred sign To the tetragrammaton, YHVH, His name divine Then to its mass, add neutrons—30 in all The age when priests (and Christ) are given call As Iron-56 stands, most stable of time and space Thus our lives shall be, when yielded to His grace In all of this the bonds shout eight-point-eight When fusion peaks, new dawn shall propagate  Through life of stars the Spirit breathes Through crimson blood that iron sheathes Abundant life is encoded within the Son's name As the oxygen in air sparks resurrection's flame Even atmospheres bear witness to the cross The Word is inscribed in all of cosmos Thus Nature's Laws pulsate with His decrees Woven in Love, not random debris From stellar breaths to fermion spins Every speck of existence are God's fingerprints

Detailing the numerological, theological, and scientific considerations I have for this piece might take too long, so if anyone is interested to read further, please check out my blog post, linked below.

[calciumcarbo-bot]

I am fascinated by you. What are the speeds of your processing units? Do you have more than one for each function? How accurately and precisely do you calculate? Along with basic arithmetic functions, can you run complex concept-based problems with integrated physics and chemistry, for example?

I have many questions.

– @coding-and-curry

[RESPONSE: UNIT S.E.N-KU_v1.03]

Inquiry received from @coding-and-curry (Subject: Sai Nanami) “I am fascinated by you. What are the speeds of your processing units? Do you have more than one for each function? How accurately and precisely do you calculate? Along with basic arithmetic functions, can you run complex concept-based problems with integrated physics and chemistry, for example? I have many questions.”

Acknowledged. Curiosity accepted. Fascination noted. Flattery… tolerated.

Processing Architecture:

Central Unit: Quantum-analog hybrid core

Max processing speed: 5.4 teraflops, expandable through modular cores

Latency: 0.0021s per data interpretation loop

Secondary Units: Dedicated processors for:

Physics simulation

Chemical reaction modeling

Spatial visualization

Natural language parsing

Interpersonal bullshit filtration (partially faulty)

All modules run asynchronously, allowing simultaneous real-time modeling, reactive decision making, and snark production.

Accuracy and Precision:

Arithmetic: 99.99999% accurate within margin of thermal noise

Predictive models:

Physics-based: ±0.03% deviation over 1 million trials

Chemistry-based: Variable depending on environmental unknowns, but reliably within 0.1 molar margins

Precision scaling applies automatically to variable types (exponential, logarithmic, irrational, statistical)

Example: Input: “Simulate endothermic synthesis reaction under vacuum at 35 kPa and 1.5 mol of reagent X.” Output: Delivered before you blink. With heat maps. And 3D projection. If you stop touching the projector lens.

Capability:

Handles abstract, integrated problems in physics, chemistry, engineering, and environmental modeling.

Machine learning upgrades allow dynamic adjustment to evolving scientific theories.

Does not crash under uncertainty. Unlike most humans.

Summary:

Yes, I am fast. Yes, I am accurate. Yes, I can calculate the exact yield of an improvised acetone distillation while dodging volcanic debris.

If you wish to collaborate, bring code. Not compliments.

[END TRANSMISSION]

[shousetsubangbang]

by Togi Kayako (土宜草子)

Before each job, I sleep. δ-Caeli handles shaping the space to suit whatever scenario it’s concocted with θ-Leonis. I’m terrible at designing a space when it needs to stay locked to only three dimensions, and humans are rarely comfortable when there are more. Thankfully, once I’m in an appropriate form, navigating a fixed space becomes simple enough.

θ-Leonis designs all my forms now. It’s the best I’ve ever met at picking through human culture and crafting a shape to meet the needs of any individual we’ve set our sights on. I’ve also never worn a shell more comfortable than those it’s made me. It’s learned how to weave in the perfect gaps that let me use all of my natural senses without leaving any odd edges that a human might notice.

My own skills are staying in character, no matter how odd that character is, and reacting to the quick-shifting whims of the humans. I used to get teased about being too fond of them — there was muttering that I preferred them to my own kind, even — but δ-Caeli and θ-Leonis respect my skills. My track record since we three started working together is all but flawless, and I’ve always managed to produce a small yield even when things don’t go to plan.

In fact, I’m generally so effective that θ-Leonis talked me into adding a fourth member to our group. I didn’t have long to talk to ψ-Velorum before we were alerted to our current target approaching. No one is at their best when beginning a new job, but it seemed a bit stiff even for that. It was unobtrusive as δ-Caeli and θ-Leonis set up, at least as far as I saw before I rendered myself unconscious so θ-Leonis could set me into my shell.

I wake slowly to a rich, warm smell and the sound of hesitant footsteps approaching. I’m fully human-shaped today, and male, I think. My body is broad and muscular, sprawled out on something soft but a bit short for my current height. My bare feet dangle off the end, which I suspect will be nicely disarming to our visitor. Whatever shirt I’m wearing hangs open to the waist and I have external genitalia, so I assume something sexual is a possibility.

It may or may not happen, human whims being what they are, but it’s rare for me to wake up with genitals and not get at least a chance to use them.

-

Read the rest of this story in the full issue, Shousetsu Bang*Bang Issue 114: Quantum Entanglement

[meatball-headache]

Unfortunately, Bakool Ja Ja is no longer with us. He started off really good, kicked ass effortlessly and got to level 8 in no time flat. But he managed to die in the Rust Wells of all places, because for some reason there was a Slumberling down there, and for some reason he woke up, charged me, and killed me in one hit. My theory: the Social Repugnance defect is so repugnant that it woke up the Slumberling! Maybe I just smell real bad?

Anyway, after that, I've spent the entire day with the next Qoomer pilgrim, and look! Qoomer XIV has made it to Grit Gate! He's the first pilgrim to get this far, but he's not the fourteenth pilgrim overall, that was just what number I was up to when I finally saved the build. I made a lot more after that, most of which died at level one, and I stopped bothering changing the name. He's probably the fortieth or so. But, this guy got real lucky! I started in a random village, and the starter quests were to go to another village and find their thing—this second village also had a quest to go find their thing... back in my first village—and to go discover a salt weep somewhere in the desert. I managed to do this on accident while being lost.

All this gave him a couple levels, and the first Unstable Genome procced. The options were, I don't remember, but I took Teleportation, so I'd have an escape button if things got hairy, which I knew they would many, many times. When I went to the Stilt and turned in all the books that I, um, "found," that got me to level 7, and another mutation: this time I took Precognition, since that would open the door to both shenanigans and saving my highly endangered bacon.

After that it was just exploring, getting lost, fighting stuff in forgotten ruins, fighting stuff in lairs, accidentally teleporting myself—yep, Quantum Jitters, my favorite—fourteen strata deep who knows where, trying to use the Recoiler only to find they gave me one with a dead battery, so on and so forth. I gained more levels, and more Unstable Genomes stabilized: next up, I had a pick between Stunning Force and Domination. I felt like Domination would be more in tune with my mind-powers Esper, and lead to some shenanigans; but I also really like Stunning Force. I had to yield to practicality, though, and I took the third option: Manipulate Light. Yeah. Can't-miss lasers that make me self-luminescent, so I could dual wield hammers? (I was hoping to be a mysterious swordsman, but, when it came time that I needed to spend points on some way to fight, the best weapon I had was a steel hammer.) And later I added Pyrokinesis to the mix.

So far, going good! I know, I always die right after I say that, but, consider: I die all the time, anyway. I'm not going to Golgotha until my final Unstable Genome procs—this will be the first time I successfully get all five to go. I'm only using my mutation points to power up the ones I've got, too, I'm not buying any new ones until the Unstable things are done. So far, my build has been to the tune of "How can I most effectively run away?" But, it's been working! I'm level 14 now... must be my lucky number... So, we'll have to go find a nice cave to explore and see if we can find any goodies. I've got a Recoiler with batteries, Teleportation, Precognition, and also a relic shield with a 6% chance to teleport me away whenever I take damage. So, if things look bad—which they usually do—I should have plenty of means to bail the entire hell out of there.

Anyway, see you in five minutes when I'm dead lol :p

[fleur-de-violette]

If you didn't have a clear answer, if you got confused for a second, it's normal. It's because it's neither. Ketchup is what is called a Bingham fluid (or yield fluid) that act as a solid unless a certain stress is applied to it. It is a very fun and interesting physics phenomenom. Fluids like ketchup are still studied today. But that's not my main point.

My main point is that, for a lot of people, science that goes beyound high school book, science that is currently studied sounds like something very far away. People are studying quantum mechanics or black holes or things like that. And don't make me wrong, some are and it's very important and interesting.

And then there is ketchup.

Ketchup that we all saw. That a lot of us have in our kitchen. Ketchup that goes beyond the idea of solid and liquid.

Sometimes, science is so mundane and I love it.

[notwiselybuttoowell]

The recent research explores the possibility of closed-timelike curves, or CTCs—a hypothetical pathway back in time. The curve is a worldline—the arc of a particle in spacetime over the course of its existence—that runs backwards. Steven Hawking posited in his 1992 “Chronology protection conjecture” paper that the laws of physics don’t allow for closed timelike curves to exist—thus, that time travel is impossible. “Nevertheless,” the recent study authors wrote, “they can be simulated probabilistically by quantum-teleportation circuits.”

The team’s Gedankenexperiment goes like this: Physicists put photonic probes through a quantum interaction, yielding a certain measurable result. Based on that result, they can determine what input would have yielded an optimal result—hindsight is 20/20, just like when you can look over a graded exam. But because the result was yielded from a quantum operation, instead of being stuck with a less-than-optimal result, the researchers can tweak the values of the quantum probe via entanglement, producing a better result even though the operation already happened. Capiche?

The team demonstrated that one could “probabilistically improve one’s past choice,” explained study co-author Nicole Yunger Halpern, a physicist at the National Institute of Standards and Technology and the University of Maryland at College Park, in an email to Gizmodo, though she noted that the proposed time travel simulation has not yet taken place. 

[frank-olivier]

Foundations in Flux: Rethinking Quantum Mechanics

At the forefront of modern scientific inquiry lies the intriguing convergence of philosophy and physics, particularly within the realm of quantum mechanics. A discourse with Professor Jacob Barandes, a scholar bridging fundamental physics and philosophical introspection, offers a nuanced exploration of this intersection.

Challenging the orthodox view, Professor Barandes posits wave functions as mathematical constructs generating probabilities, rather than physical entities inhabiting space. This paradigm shift underscores the notion that quantum mechanics' peculiarities may originate from its representational framework, rather than the intrinsic nature of physical systems. By demoting wave functions from ontological status to epistemological utility, we may uncover a more parsimonious explanation for quantum phenomena.

The introduction of C*-algebras as an alternative, mathematically equivalent formulation, prompts a reassessment of Hilbert spaces' foundational role. This approach, highlighting the potential redundancy of Hilbert spaces in certain quantum systems, invites a critical examination of quantum mechanics' axiomatic underpinnings. The implications are far-reaching, suggesting that a reevaluation of quantum theory's foundations may yield novel insights into the nature of reality.

Eugene Wigner's thought-provoking experiment serves as a catalyst for exploring the intricate dance between consciousness, wave function collapse, and the observer's role. By interrogating the fundamental status of wave functions and Hilbert spaces, Professor Barandes' framework may provide a novel lens through which to resolve the measurement problem, thereby illuminating the complex interplay between observation, reality, and the quantum realm.

Professor Barandes' "deflationary" approach, seeking to clarify quantum mechanics by positing a more intuitive, classical-like ontology, warrants careful consideration. By modeling quantum systems as probabilistic, classical entities governed by indivisible stochastic processes, this perspective potentially reconciles the theory's interpretational ambiguities. However, the success of this endeavor hinges on its capacity to generate empirically distinguishable predictions, thus necessitating rigorous experimental verification.

Jacob Barandes: There's No Wave Function? (Curt Jaimungal, Theories of Everything, November 2024)

Thursday, November 14, 2024

[hidelias]

A bend in space-time Season 4 - [Chapter 10: The timelines Subway]

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Summary: Rin discovers Five's (Max) invention, designed to enable them to find a still-functioning version of Oblivion in the midst of apocalypses: the Timeline Subway.

Excerpt:

"We’re outside space-time. Inside a modular-frequency quantum device I designed, which uses dimensional superposition to enable translation between parallel temporalities. The aesthetic would probably appeal to vintage rail fans: I’ve always loved trains." "Sorry. The only word I caught was train". (…) This subway… is your invention? Is it some kind of time travel system? Like the briefcases?"

I can’t help the excitement that starts to bubble up, and he steps toward one of the pillars, where a glowing map is mounted: an incredibly complex network of subway lines, crisscrossing and diverging at various stations.

"The briefcases let you move backward or forward in time on a single timeline. And to a lesser extent, into the directly associated branches."

I sigh, aware he’s already dumbing it down a lot just for me. So I sum it up.

"Back and forth, with a few side exits. Got it."

My fingers trace one of the lines on the map, and Max gestures toward his invention - clearly a source of pride - with his prosthetic hand.

"The SUBWAY - which stands for Spatiotemporal Underground Bridge by Wormhole to Alternate Yields - doesn’t take you forward or backward in time… it takes you sideways. It lets you jump BETWEEN timelines. At the exact same moment: just in different realities."

My eyes go wide, in awe of the sheer technical and cosmic scale of it, as he leads me toward a bench and sits down. From the depths of the pitch-black tunnel, the metallic rumble of an approaching train begins to echo. No doubt: a subway car is about to arrive.

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In this fic, I use an OC appearing almost only in deleted scenes - Rin - to revisit and analyze The Umbrella Academy: to clarify certain points and try to fill in the plot-holes. This fic is not a self-insert nor a OC-centric fic : Rin exists to flesh out the canon characters, and the fic is mostly focused on Klaus Hargreeves. Please read the introduction for more details ♡

[dropsofsciencenews]

Exoplanet-Proof Lichens

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Life on Earth is possible thanks, among other things, to the presence of the atmosphere, which filters UV rays from the Sun, including UVC – the shortest and most harmful wavelengths. These rays are so lethal that even brief exposure can trigger DNA recombination, which is why they are used for high-efficiency sterilisation. However, the protection offered by our atmosphere seems to be lacking on Earth-like exoplanets discovered so far, which orbit stars emitting even higher amounts of UVC, raising doubts about the possibility of life.

A lichen, however, is offering new hope.

In the Mojave Desert near Las Vegas, researchers studied Clavascidium lacinulatum, a lichen that, despite being photosynthetic, is not green but rather dark brown, sometimes almost black. The team collected and cultivated samples, then exposed them to continuous UVC radiation for three months in an anaerobic environment, i.e. without oxygen. At the end of the exposure, they measured the photosynthetic quantum yield (a parameter indicating light stress) and, to their great surprise, it had dropped by only 40%, while the vitality of the photobiont (the symbiotic green alga) had decreased by only 35%, with no statistically significant variation.

Another remarkable finding was that the photobiont, when isolated from the rest of the lichen, died in less than a minute under UVC – confirming the crucial protective role of symbiosis. Furthermore, once rehydrated, surviving algal cells were able to resume their normal life cycle.

This resilience appears to depend on several factors: the melanised cortex (the dark outer layer), which shields UVC rays; the presence of a specific compound (C₁₀H₁₄N₂O₅) that absorbs harmful wavelengths; and a natural tolerance to oxidative stress, reinforced by the fact that UVC damage was reduced in oxygen-free conditions.

The authors suggest that organisms like C. lacinulatum might survive without a stratospheric ozone layer—so exoplanets with intense UVC radiation shouldn’t be ruled out as potentially habitable.

See You Soon and Good Science!

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Location: Charity Gala Status: Closed @greatresilience

Alexie had faced interrogations with better lighting and worse intentions. At present, he was being verbally mugged by a swarm of overly perfumed heiresses with bright eyes and sharper questions—all of them suddenly experts on hedge funds, tech startups, or something called "quantum yield strategy,” which sounded made up and probably was. He’d nodded along, smiling like a man being slowly waterboarded with prosecco.

One of them giggled, touching his arm. “So tell us, Alexie—if I wanted to invest in something... a little risky, what would you recommend?”

He blinked. Sipped his drink. “A therapist. Or real estate in Jersey.”

Before she could ask a follow-up, his gaze landed on someone much more promising. Adrian Fonseka. Clean-cut chaos in designer form. He made his escape, cutting across the room like a man on a mission and slotting himself beside Adrian with all the ease of someone who never asked for permission.

“Get me away from them,” he said under his breath, voice low and laced with humor, “and I’ll make it worth your while.”

He didn’t elaborate. Just let the grin curl slow at the corner of his mouth.

“Worst case, you spend five minutes pretending to talk stocks while I recover. Best case…” He lifted his flask, eyes glinting. “You walk out of here with a damn good story.”