In one of his celebrated Lectures on Physics, Richard Feynman states, "... all things are made of atoms—little particles that move around in perpetual motion, attracting each other when they are a little distance apart, but repelling upon being squeezed into one another. In that one sentence, you will see, there is an enormous amount of information about the world, if just a little imagination and thinking are applied."
Right there, at the heart of the matter so to speak, Heraclitean 'war', a.k.a., the unscratchable itch of existence: Atoms, building blocks of all, display life and death agitation, a critical dance of attraction and repulsion, which, at certain levels of magnification, looks not unlike a seething swarm, an inflammation in the aether, a controlled burn. If those countless tiny little atoms did not maintain the strictest balance between forces of attraction and repulsion, everything would fly apart or implode. Our kinda similar, human scale 'dances' of greed/generosity, anger/compassion, love/hate etc. recapitulate those tensions of opposing forces that keep all things brilliantly emerging and entropically nose diving, obeying, with exquisite precision, laws that elude even the Feynest man's comprehension.
'There is a connection working in both directions, as in the case of the bow and the lyre,' wrote Heraclitus, intuiting how the push-pull at the atomic foundation of the world plays out in every enemy we kill, every song we play, every breath we take, every move we make --
Right there, at the heart of the matter so to speak, Heraclitean 'war', a.k.a., the unscratchable itch of existence: Atoms, building blocks of all, display life and death agitation, a critical dance of attraction and repulsion, which, at certain levels of magnification, looks not unlike a seething swarm, an inflammation in the aether, a controlled burn. If those countless tiny little atoms did not maintain the strictest balance between forces of attraction and repulsion, everything would fly apart or implode. Our kinda similar, human scale 'dances' of greed/generosity, anger/compassion, love/hate etc. recapitulate those tensions of opposing forces that keep all things brilliantly emerging and entropically nose diving, obeying, with exquisite precision, laws that elude even the Feynest man's comprehension.
'There is a connection working in both directions, as in the case of the bow and the lyre,' wrote Heraclitus, intuiting how the push-pull at the atomic foundation of the world plays out in every enemy we kill, every song we play, every breath we take, every move we make --
