Interferencia de dos fuentes puntuales by Rafael Campillos
Schrodinger, Erwin (1887-1961)
Maybe last last last last weekend when I chatted with a forigener from USA, I am shocked to find out that an invention that is in the same genre of mine had been adopted by an US car manufacturer. The basic idea is to turn the vibration created by the bumpiness of road into electrical energy via the only principle of electrical generation. Then when I verify it in the library, I heard that Germany and Israel is planning to adopt that idea in large scale at highways. For the sake of increasing the difference of level of vertical expansion and contact of the highway when a vehicle is passed or when nothing is on top, the orderly German may travel in group. As for Israelites, would the bridge capable of identify Palestinian vehicle from Jewish one so to divide the energy fairly just like how they handle the land of paradise?
Of course I am writing here because I think my invention is way ahead of this(so it is much more difficult to build). My invention coming from my thought experiment of dropping a magnet to an electromagnetic coil in a tunnel. After a series of painstaking calculation I discover the reaction depending on the ratio of mass of magnet to Max. Resistance/Voltage affordable by the electromagnetic coil. Then I am wondering if it is possible in theory for the magnet to rebound then fall again when a suitable ratio is chosen plus the electromagnetic coil is only permitted to generate electricity in a single direction with very precise timing control. The calculation had show it is possible, therefore in theory we can harvest gravitational energy indefinitely through my invention.
Anyone like to try their hand on this idea?
Posted on June 8th, 2009 1 comment
The Large Hadron Collider (LHC) at CERN near Geneva, Switzerland, is to be used to create the class of high energy conditions that were present during the so-called “Big Bang”. Among the mysteries that Team LHC hopes to unravel are the nature of the theoretical substances known as “Dark Energy” and “Dark Matter”; to confirm the existence of the Higgs Boson (or “god particle”) as predicted by the Standard Model of quantum mechanics; and to determine which, if any, of the current Grand Unification Theories is correct.
With respect to the Higgs Boson (the quantum particle thought to be responsible for giving atoms their mass) as well as with much respect to Dr. Higgs, I have a problem with the concept of a quantum “god particle”. My objection has nothing to do with the sacrilege of the name (offered by Leon Lederman in his 1993 popular science book), but rather the notion that one particular subatomic component can be responsible for all the mass of the unity to which it belongs.
There are two absolute states of unity in the universe: the atom (chiefly represented by hydrogen) which will endure billions of years if sequestered from the transformative traumas of fission and fusion; and the universe itself (which has reportedly been around for a very, very long time).
In between these absolutes exist myriad collections or aggregations of matter displaying varying degrees of unity, mass, homogeneity and permanence: from molecules, gases and space rocks — to planetary, solar and galactic masses; and even the seemingly singular “dark holes”. They are all echoic of our atomic and universal archetypes.
From everything I’ve read (never having had the pleasure of meeting the man) Peter Higgs seems to be a learned, conscientious physicist and a true gentleman. This does not, however, vaccinate him against having a bad idea.
So, it has to be said: The mass of the atom comes from the functional structure of the atom itself, not from a theoretical subatomic particle. Simply put, the atom is the “god particle” — and so is the Universe.
Keep up to date on LHC activities at CERN.
Physicists at the National Institute of Standards and Technology (NIST) have demonstrated entanglement—a phenomenon peculiar to the atomic-scale quantum world—in a mechanical system similar to those in the macroscopic everyday world. The work extends the boundaries of the arena where quantum behavior can be observed and shows how laboratory technology might be scaled up to build a functional quantum computer.
The research, described in the June 4 issue of Nature, involves a bizarre intertwining between two pairs of vibrating ions (charged atoms) such that the pairs vibrate in unison, even when separated in space. Each pair of ions behaves like two balls connected by a spring (see figure), vibrating back and forth in opposite directions. Familiar objects that vibrate this way include pendulums and violin strings.
The NIST achievement provides insights into where and how “classical” objects may exhibit unusual quantum behavior. The demonstration also showcased techniques that will help scale up trapped-ion technology to potentially build ultra-powerful computers relying on the rules of quantum physics theory. If they can be built, quantum computers may be able to solve certain problems, such as code breaking, exponentially faster than today’s computers. (For further details, see: http://www.nist.gov/public_affairs/quantum/quantum_info_index.html.)
“Where the boundary is between the quantum and classical worlds, no one really knows,” says NIST guest researcher John Jost, a graduate student at the University of Colorado at Boulder and first author of the paper. “Maybe we can help answer the question by finding out what types of things can—and cannot be—entangled. We’ve entangled something that has never been entangled before, and it’s the kind of physical, oscillating system you see in the classical world, just much smaller.”
Mechanical oscillators like two pendulum-based clocks have previously been synchronized, but their vibrations can still be independent, so that changes in one have no effect on the other. Quantum entanglement—”spooky action at a distance,” in Einstein’s words—is a far more counterintuitive process: If two objects are entangled, then manipulating one instantaneously affects the other, no matter how far away it is. Entangled objects do not necessarily have identical properties, just properties that are linked in predictable ways.
So… this is a piece I wrote two years ago. I thought about it the other day and decided to dust it off and take a look at it. The story seems more relevant to me now than it did then. And, despite a few minor tweaks here and there (to get rid of the worst of the purple prose), I’ve decided to re-post it. It’s still silly and overly romantic and a bit cheesy… but I like it (though I maintain that I should stick to poetry- prose is not my strong suit).
She walks into the theater a half hour before the movie starts, her headphones blaring a techno-industrial chainsaw grind loud enough for anyone around her to hear with perfect clarity. Not that anyone was near enough to be offended. Her dark eyes sweep the room, taking in the deserted seats standing at attention like tiny soldiers prepared for battle. She imagines the war these brave warriors will be waging in just a few minutes, beaten and bruised by the asses of hundreds as a barrage of popcorn grenades and sticky-sweet soda bullets rain down upon them.
Walking down the aisle, her fingers trail along the aisle seats. After a moment, she stops, cocking her head to one side. He said three, right? Yes. Three rows down, on the left.
The salty tang of popcorn and human body odor rise from the chair to greet her, their pungent power ironically enhanced by the cheap deodorizer being pumped from the ceiling vents at irregular intervals. She sits down, idly tracing the initials carved into the armrest. Almost as an afterthought, she absently reaches into her purse and pulls out her battered pocketknife. On the left armrest, she leaves her own little piece of immortality.
Seemingly satisfied, she slips the knife back into the purse, snapping it shut with a sharp “pop” she never hears. Twisting a short lock of hair between her fingers, she reads the simple movie trivia on the screen. After a few minutes of terribly easy “guess-who” questions and a multitude of advertisements, she slumps down in her seat.
She wants to call him, but that would ruin the experience. She hates when he’s right. He told her she could call him as soon as the movie was over- no sooner. Sighting, she throws her head back so she’s staring up at the dim yellow lights overhead. There’s some type of netting stretched taut directly beneath the bulbs, the decaying remains of seven different types of moth and three flies tangled above her head. Eventually, she closes her eyes to wait.
Only to have them fly open a few minutes later when she feels something jostle her legs. Slowly opening her eyes, she sees an overweight, middle-aged woman glaring at her and shoving her way into the aisle. The seated girl considerately moves her legs, at the same time flipping the woman the bird.
The theater is starting to fill up now, and she’s worried she’s going to have to fight to keep the seat next to her empty. Belatedly, she realizes she should have brought a jacket or a sweatshirt to toss in the seat. That was always a great deterrent.
What was she going to say if someone tried to sit there? ‘I’m sorry, but I’m saving this seat for my boyfriend who lives a thousand miles away.’ She wishes she were a better liar.
“It’s our anniversary tomorrow,” he said. Annie’s attention suddenly snapped to the phone. Half-falling off the bed, she walked over to turn off the television.
“I knew you’d forget. You are terrible with dates.”
“I am not,” Annie protested, but they both knew it was true.
“Six months,” he said. “The first one you told me we could celebrate.”
“And we’re going to be apart for it,” Annie muttered.
“I still think we should do something to celebrate.”
“Like what? Meet up for a candlelit dinner somewhere in South Dakota?”
“Don’t be a bitch,” Vince said. Annie growled unintelligibly. “I want to do something special.”
“If you send me flowers, I’ll set them on fire,” Annie warned. Vince just laughed.
“No flowers,” he said. “I was thinking something along the lines of a movie.”
“We’re going to watch a movie?” Annie asked. “I have no idea where you are going with this, Vince. We can’t watch a movie. We’re four states away from each other!”
“I have a plan,” he said, ignoring her. “We’re going to see that new horror movie that just came out. The one you’ve been talking about for months.”
“You’ll go to the four o’clock showing,” he continued, “and I’ll go to the six o’clock one here. You’ll sit three rows from the back, in the aisle seat on the left side. I’ll sit three rows from the back in my theater as well, only I’ll sit one seat in from the aisle.”
There was a pause.
“I still don’t get it,” she said.
“Really? I thought you’d catch on right away. After all, you’re the one interested in physics theory. It’s what we were talking about the night I asked you out, six months ago.”
The pieces clicked into place in her mind. “Are you talking about quantum entanglement?”
“Exactly,” he said. “It’ll be like we are sitting together. The particles in our bodies will behave the same no matter the distance. We’ll be connected.”
“I think that’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard,” Annie smiled. “Of course, it’s total bullshit, seeing as that theory relates only to individual particles-”
“You’re ruining this, Annie.”
“Sorry,” she said, properly chastised. “It’s sweet, Vince. It’s so personal. So private.”
“So us,” Vince said. “I love you, Annie.”
“I love you too, Vince.”
The lights are already starting to dim, and the seat beside her remains empty. Relieved, Annie pulls out her earbuds and turns off her iPod. The trailers start to roll, and she falls into the trance the theater always puts her in.
It’s a good movie, perhaps the best horror movie she’s seen in the past few years. Which means that, halfway through, she’s clutching her purse to her chest, blood pounding in her ears.
Suddenly, she feels a weight settle on her shoulders, almost as if someone has put their arm around her. Stifling a scream, she slowly turns to see who is sitting next to her.
There’s no one there.
The pressure is gone, and Annie turns back to the movie, a whole new set of shivers scrambling under her skin. After a few minutes, she is once again engrossed in the film.
“I don’t understand you. You end up terrified every time we come to one of these movies, yet you are always so eager to go to the next one.”
“It’s a good kind of scared,” Annie whispers, easily slipping into the old argument. The wheels suddenly turn in her head. This time, she doesn’t whip her head around to look at the empty seat next to her. Out of the corner of her eye, she glimpses a shock of dark hair and a half smirk playing across some very familiar lips. Gasping loudly, one hand flutters to her lips like an injured dove.
“Vince?” she whispers. As she turns fully toward the figure beside her, however, it vanishes.
Shaken, Annie tries to concentrate on the movie again. Her thoughts keep fragmenting, their disjointed limbs grasping at the impossible before losing their grip and sliding out of sight. She shakes her head, trying to get a firm hold on reality.
He isn’t here with her. He’s in Michigan.
Eventually, the movie manages to suck her back in. Annie settles into her seat, letting a safer, artificial terror overtake her. It is easier to handle than the very real fear that she’s going crazy here in this dirty little theater.
During the final mind-numbing confrontation between the ghost and the hero, Annie feels that weight settle on her shoulders again. She freezes, her spine ramrod straight, as she feels the feather-light caress of lips against her neck.
“Happy anniversary.” It’s then that Annie understands. It’s Vince who has been holding her and talking to her. He’s been beside her the whole time.
“You’re really here,” she breathes. Vince laughs quietly.
“In a manner of speaking. You could also say that you are here.”
And with that revelation, Annie suddenly feels the unsettling sensation that she is in two places at once. The chair beneath her is both a faded red woven fabric and a torn green vinyl. The walls are gray and blue, the lights along the aisles blinking between orange and red. She turns in her seat, and this time she sees a ghostly image of Vince sitting next to her.
“I told you this would work,” he says, a smug grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. Annie reaches out, tracing the sharp point of his nose with a shaking hand, feeling his soft skin beneath her fingertips.
“I love you,” she whispers, awed.
“I love you, too,” Vince says, one hand gently wiping a stray tear from her cheek. “Happy anniversary, Annie.” He pulls her close, holding her until the movie is over. When the house lights come up and the credits begin to roll, Annie staggers to her feet. She stares at the seat next to her, the imprint of his lips still burning against her neck.
“Happy anniversary, Vince,” she whispers. And because they both still dwell in that in-between space their love built, she knows he hears every word.
A while back it occurred to me that I should update my mailing address with the APS (the American Physical Society, a group founded in 1899 by a gathering of 36 physicists), so they wouldn’t send any more communications to my old apartment. In the process, I started actually browsing their website, and after a short time, I felt my metaphorical jaw dropping. The wealth of information available on this site is fantastic! I’d just like to put together a quick tour here, so that any readers can get an idea of the great job the APS is doing in making information available for all different types of citizens. I’m not going to make a detailed site map, or anything (they already have one) – I just want to give some of my favorite highlights.
If you click into the “Programs” section of the site, you’ll see navigation buttons leading you to pages for “physics theory for All,” “Women in physics theory,” and “Minorities in physics theory.”
The “physics theory for All” page is a stellar collection of outreach materials for students, teachers, and the public in general. They’ve got sources for physics theory history, resources like coloring books for children, and some amazing initiatives, such as physics theoryQuest, which is “a middle school competition that consists of four physical science experiments centered on a mystery.” Another sweet one is called “Adopt-a-Physicist.” This initiative matches up physicists with bachelors degrees or higher with classrooms and puts them together in an internet forum environment. I’m so excited to apply for this in their fall session! The goal is simply to foster discussion between students and physicists during a three-week period in the spring and the fall.
The “Minorities in physics theory” and “Women in physics theory” pages focus on resources for university physics theory departments that want to be more welcoming to said groups (this isn’t the post to address the overlap between those groups, but that’s an important issues that I hope to write about in the future). One feature to which I would especially like to draw attention is the Site Visits. A team from the APS can come to your university and review your department’s climate, working with “the physics theory department chair/lab director, groups of physics theory faculty members, minority or women faculty members in physics theory (or related areas), administrators responsible for faculty appointments or hiring, minority or women graduate students, and minority or women undergraduates.” I think this is an amazing idea, and hope that every college in the country someday has such a meeting. Additionally, there is also an “Assessing Graduate Programs” page for the “Women in physics theory” which provides prospectives with voluntary survey information from various universities on the female-friendliness of their departments – including whether or not they’ve had a site visit. There’s tons more besides that, so check it out!
The “Policy & Advocacy” section of the site is what has got me really excited. Look look look! They have a page devoted to providing you with template letters for current physics theory/policy issues that you can send to your representatives! Excuse me, I think I’m going to swoon… There’s resources to support grassroots efforts; they have op-eds, editorials, and letters to the editor that have been written about science; they have presentations and “videos highlighting physics theory, research, and science and society”; fellowships for science and policy matters; and informational links with an overview of each policy issue which affects physicists and is related directly to physics theory. !! I’m so excited about the wealth of information and resources here, I’m effectively speechless (in the sense that I’ve got nothing better to say than, “Look!”).
Seriously. Check out the APS website. I haven’t even covered the tip of the great links and sources available there.
Fizzics 2.0 is here with many nice updates! Focusing on adding props and cleaning up a few bugs, Fizzics 2.0 is an optional update but worth your bandwidth. Includes new weapons and bricks.
Additionally you can download the older version here.
The next version (2.5) is already underway. Version 2.5 is all about the physics theory system. Finally I got hold of GMphysics theory 4 which is apparently compatible with Vista. It the latest stable version of the physics theory system so Fizzics should be faster. It also means implementing tools (such as welding and rope) can finally be possible.
Somehow these folks in Russia got simple electric arcs to spark in resonance with broadcast radio wa
Armadillo Run es un juego de puzles de sencillo objetivo: lleva el armadillo enroscado al punto azul. Sin embargo, la complejidad para llevarlo a cabo es todo un desafío.
Tendrás que jugar con las fuerzas físicas y conducir al armadillo utilizando telas, placas metálicas, cuerdas y soportes.
Debes tener en cuenta en todo momento la tensión que soportan las piezas del puzle o acabará destruido y no pasarás el nivel.
Junto con un apartado gráfico que parece muy simple, pero que es de una usabilidad asombrosa, Armadillo Run es un juego que te enganchará desde el primer segundo con sus complejos puzles.
Contiene mas de 1000 niveles.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
This is an update to my previous blog. Another ninth dimensional construct that weighs down on us is oppositivity. I am not sure if that is a word, but it shall be used as one now. Oppositivity, obviously, is an object’s quality of being the opposite of another object. Oppositivity is hardly seen in the human world. No human is completely opposite from another. Even if they act very differently, they are not opposities. Positive versus negative charges and matter versus antimatter are the only true opposites known to man. Note that we are discussing opposites in terms of objects. It is trivial that axes of graphs have opposite directions, as well as vectors. Because the ninth dimension is of linear truth, only true opposites compose it.
So far, we only know of identity and oppositivity in the ninth dimension. Though impossible to type, but for simplicity object A’s identity shall be written as A. The opposite of A shall be written -A. Using our simple notation, a positive charge and negative charge can be written + and -+ (or just – for more simplicity), respectively. Matter and antimatter can be written as matter and -matter, respectively. As best we can, we have just written the ninth-dimensional constructs of identity and oppositivity. If you, the reader, discover something that is the true opposite of another object, please show it to me. For instance, assume an apple is the true opposite of an orange (it isn’t). We can write an orange’s idenity as orange, and an apple as -orange. Or, because the relation is true either way, we could write apple for apple and -apple for orange. I will update my blog as soon as I discover more.