testestetest//first take///He is the wand,,,stroking the bow

Measuring the inductance of gravity and magnitism with nelcluar, non zero values

Ludovico Einaudi - Tracce(vol@16)




Ambiguity of spacetime, filled with misrepresentations and accurate depictions, unrendering-impossibilities, a most spectacular reality that flows, amidst unknown variables, each, poised for discovery.

Carte blanche and Mother Nature and are like breakfast and sunrise.  Every day, she serves everyone, nourishing with perfect symmetry, apparent to anyone, by measure of the space required to appreciate this meaningful moment,  infinitely oscillatimg in  your mind that ponders, and,  transient in the wake, others' past experience.

Optical illusions cascade behind wondering eyes that gaze, into the abyss, meanwhile, war rages.  Defending a falsifiable-fallacy, the center of disenchantment.  The smoke distracts, while the mirror hides.  Who is more charmed; the awe-struck magician, or, spectators, satisfied with bewilderment? 

The fabrication’s an abstractioin when certain matters deconverge, yet, simplistically demystified, after substance effervescently combine, scaffolding into elements, until, recognized semblance to everyone, understanding, the Wizards role, gracefully-hypnotized by the omnipotent,  he, himself, is the wand, stroked like a bow, in the delicate hands of the universal-conductor, omnipresent and elegantly resonating across strings, emphatically-pulled and unequivocally-pushed, to peaks that evoke harmony, with asymmetric-melody's, collectively expressing the symphonic enigma; misinterpretation-deobfuscated, when deafening signal-to-noise-ratios inverse apex, transposing another highly-plausible premise, an invention, behold, your assimilated-superfluidity,,,like, your auditory-hulicination, otherwise known as,   	 another high-gloss-trick.

Earth is just a mixture of the right people, at the right place, at the right time, sparsely-laced with misunderstandings, continually self-corrected, by those owning accountability, or, forced into revision, by some, those who couple with neutrality, propagating tranquility amidst a universe of creatures, critters and objects, all inherently-extraordinary, purposeful, in the domain of confoundment, delineated.

Melancholy functions to remind, how is that, in the absence of catastrophe and conundrum, there is one proclivity, collating a cornucopia, suggestive singularity that's neither above or below indifference. Measuring immense gravity, across a salience-landscape with nonentity, weightlessly observed, particularly.  Everything is realized when combined into nothing, just a reflection, of omniscient truth.  Obtuse angles refract transcendental insight, there is sapiential-breakdown and existential-reconstruction, like the mixture in you current breath of fresh air.   The essence of The Omnipotent:   knowledge of self, is absolute-rapture.



 1905, Albert Einstein determined that the laws of physics are the same for all non-accelerating observers, and that the speed of light in a vacuum was independent of the motion of all observers. This was the theory of special relativity. It introduced a new framework for all of physics and proposed new concepts of space and time.

Einstein then spent 10 years trying to include acceleration in the theory and published his theory of general relativity in 1915. In it, he determined that massive objects cause a distortion in space-time, which is felt as gravity.


The tug of gravity

Two objects exert a force of attraction on one another known as "gravity." Sir Isaac Newton quantified the gravity between two objects when he formulated his three laws of motion. The force tugging between two bodies depends on how massive each one is and how far apart the two lie. Even as the center of the Earth is pulling you toward it (keeping you firmly

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