“A World Without String is Chaos”
The framed motto on the wall of the recently deceased father, Randolph Smuntz
“Mouse Hunt” (The Movie)
Liz – Circa 1987 – At (that time) The World’s Biggest Ball of Twine in Cawker City, Kansas
Barefoot, pregnant, pink plaid maternity top, black Hawaii print shorts
I am living proof that chaos exists on a single thread!
I’m convinced the physical laws that order our universe, are also the same laws set in motion in our own little universe– our puny little lives on this big green and blue marble we call home. Scientists with brains bigger than cantaloupes have made some astonishing findings regarding string theory: Allow me to be so bold as to compare myself with the universe:
The universe has quarks; I have quirks.
The strings of the universe have p-branes (among other membranes) and I’ve been known to have a pea-brain sometimes.
The strings of the universe contain flavor; I have a unique personality, understood not even by me on most days. I guess the flavor of me could be described as a rich oak-like taste, with suggestions of almond, and strong hints of dark chocolate.
The universe’s strings contain charge. I too charge bravely into the wide unknown most days with an energy that seems boundless when I’m tapping into the creative side; likewise, I feel depleted when I’m doing things I’d rather not.
The universe’s strings contain mass. No kidding! My mass is heavier than an ideal BMI chart suggests, but as long as I have particles, I can rest assured my mass is here to stay, and despite increased motion, growing stealthily I might add.
My favorite property regarding string theory? The universe has spin! Me too! I spin my wheels everyday like a squirrel zippering around the yard on a frantic nut hunt. I randomly flit from Facebook to mothering to cleaning to email purging to working a part time job to cooking to errand running to bill paying to writing when I really should be sleeping. Whatever task I’m doing currently seems to rob from the other essential task that ought to be tended to, especially mothering. Oh, there’s string theory in my world alright, but it’s more like a tangled ball of twine on most days.
String dynamics are governed by two things: Tension and Kinetic Energy. Both of which I have an abundance of. When I don’t know how to relieve my tension, I build up more kinetic energy and can’t sit still, focus, follow through, or proceed in an orderly fashion. No, it’s not ADHD, it’s just Liz Logic at work. Or as my dear friend Jana says, “Follow the bouncing ball!” It all makes sense in the end–sort of.
There’s a bunch more information about string theory under said topic in Wikipedia…..yada, yada, yada, lots of science words, blah, blah, blah, and then this nugget:
“Einstein’s equations for general relativity mean that string theory is a quantum theory of gravity. Since string theory is widely believed, to be mathematically consistent, many hope that it describes our universe, thus making it a Theory of Everything.”
And there you have it folks! We are all strings. Pull us too tight—that is to say when too many hardships, or complex situations, or too much information to process, or too many feelings to deal with happen, our cosmological constant is thrown off. It’s hard to put things in perspective (i.e. general relativity) when you can’t remember which way to plant your feet to find gravity.
Our internal universe can be as unstable and ever-changing as the universe around us. Just like we can’t see it changing before us, sometimes others can’t see us changing right in front of them. That’s because they’re lost too! Why they’re busy tripping the light fantastic in their “own little universe!”
So when life can be overwhelming with all we must process, what to do, you ask?
Start an on-line relationship with an astrophysicist? Read your horoscope and then decide? Buy a lottery ticket? Increase your knowledge?
Perhaps. Maybe it’s easier than that. Try prayer! Faith steps in when science quits explaining, is unable to explain, or is just too complex. Prayer does something else:
- It makes us get quiet.
- It takes the focus off our self, the problems we have, and those of the world.
- We can temporarily become unsuspended in time.
- It helps us to unthink and unfeel. It’s a chance to unwind and unload.
We can simply be. We can rest all our quarks, concerns, atoms, shortcomings, electrons, anxieties, photons, problems, dualities, and thoughts. We can lay it ALL down. We are but a blip—a small micro-dot on a string in time and space. But unlike theories, we are not merely relative, we are relevant. We aren’t just matter; we matter.
And now you know Liz’s Theory of Everything!
Art on Display in American Tobacco Building – August 2012 – Durham, NC
Art Credit TBA (My Apologies—I didn’t write it down, but isn’t this amazing?)
A Prayer for the Strung Out, The Stretched-Too Thin, or in some other way Gravitationally-Impaired:
Thank you God for creating each one of us and for creating the universe, and for attending to all the problems each of us contains. At any given moment, the world’s problems and our problems compete for first chair in our mind. That’s because we live life under the physical law known as The Uncertainty Principle. Since we have no choice but to trust that our immediate universe won’t fall out of orbit anytime soon, then maybe we can have faith just big enough to trust that you won’t let us fall completely out of orbit either. May we find our stability and peace in you. Amen.