I am giving up the struggle to understand Quantum Mechanics. It is beyond my comprehension, I will leave it to those smarter than I. Even Einstein refused to believe it existed. I have read, or attempted to read, several books on the subject and watched three TV programs. Don’t get me wrong it is a fascinating theory, that involves the infinitely large and the infinitely small and I wish someone could explain it to me in a way that I understand.
I have promised a friend that I will read “The Tao of Physics”, which explores links between Quantum theory and Eastern mysticism. It is sitting on my bedside table waiting, I have my suspicions that it will be another pop psychology book, but I will give it a whirl. Quantum Entanglement: things that don’t exist until they are observed, things that can react instantaneously with each other even though they are billions of light years apart. I don’t even understand the proof, which involved two radio telescopes on the island of La Palma looking at distant galaxies.
Whether it affects me or not I very probably can’t change it, I like to know how things work, but I have other fish to fry at the moment, you will notice I say other and not bigger, although perhaps bigger for me.
I need to sit down, pop a tab of LSD and think about it. I might wait till I am old before I do that. Just imagine, “I’ve seen the light, I understand, there really is a great unifying theory”, then I drop dead from the strain of it all before I have chance to tell anyone.
I first started thinking about the infinite when as a little boy my mother told me If you are a good boy you will go to heaven and live for ever and ever. Even at such a young age I knew it was crap and that heaven would get pretty crowded but thinking about living for ever and ever was quite a concept for my little brain and actually caused me quite a bit of anxiety at the time. I wasn’t even sure I wanted to live for ever and ever, perhaps that was what started me on the road to being a bad boy, but I was only bad to those in authority. If I got caught they were much worse to me than ever I was to them. That led to me finding ways of making sure I didn’t get caught. This has been useful to me throughout my life.
I have just heard that the buyer’s solicitor of one of the cottages I sold has bogged up, I don’t understand it but the Land Registry have cancelled the transfer of the title to the new owner. This the third time a solicitor has made a mistake in my property transfers; is any wonder that I think most professionals and managers are incompetent. I wish I could give up legal entanglement as well as quantum. Bye for now.