Impermanent Longevity

Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. For those that say do not know. For those that know do not say. As the phrase goes a wise man only speaks when he has something of importance to say. Yet, there are beings that are as wise, if not wiser than us, but also more capricious.

"The only thing that is permanent is impermanence itself," the professor said. A hand was raised into the air, "Yes, Gerald?"

"What about the constants that we have in the universe? What about the laws of physics that apply to us and everything that inhibits the realm of the laws."

"Gerald, if you admit that there are those that are confined to the laws as such, then you must be willing to admit that there must be the possibility, if not the feasibility for such things to exists as well."

"What do you mean, professor?"

"I mean to take a look not just outside of yourself, but outside of the material and strings that pull you every which direction." Gerald look at him in confusion. "Think about it like this class, if for every action there is an opposite reaction, then for everything confined then there is a limit of being inhibited, unrestricted." He turned to face the chalk board. "Just by looking at limits for example two boundaries are made, and no, not five. Sure, you'll still have the other quadrants but when you draw a line and have absolute limits on either side or the line representing the limits itself then you can think about it like two experiments."

Another student spoke up, "You mean like a control group and an experimental group?"

"Precisely," the professor affirmed. "Thus for every thing that is under the constant stress that is the controlling confines, there is also an equally important thing that is not under such controlling confines which is induced by its own stress from lack of confinement. Truth be told, their set of rules and laws may look like cakewalk to us, but to those of other realms their laws may either be stricter or more lenient."

"How would that be rational though?"

"Simply," the professor stated, "it doesn't have to be rational to us, or even itself, it just has to be."

"How does that even make sense," Gerald asked.

"Gerald," the professor replied with a tad bit of annoyance in his tone, "rationality doesn't work on your understanding of it. Gravity, works just the same regardless of your ignorance or consent to it. The same can be stated about the speed of light. It's a constant 2.9979 x (10^(8)) m/s. Even laws of energy such as creation, destruction, transference, and transformation are all laws that you abide by without your acknowledgement. Therefore, it can be stated that there are realms that do not rely on the same said rules and laws. I'd even like to state that there are realms that reside within other realms, but are completely unnoticed from not being made aware of."

"An unkown-unknown?" Another student spoke up.

"Yes, please explain Olivette."

"There are two stages, sometimes they are together, but most of the time they are unseparated. The first stage is acknowledgement. This is coming to terms with the existence of such. The second stage is understanding said thing. It is possible to know about something without knowing of its proper state of existence."

"As always," he walked over toward her desk, placing a golden sticker on it, "nothing less than the best from one of my star pupils." He turned around to face the student that started asking, "Gerald, do you understand now?"

"Well, yes and no."

"Okay," the professor continued, "what is it that you don't seem to understand?"

"I can understand if impermanence is the only thing that remains permanent, but what about all of our other constants that we still have in the universe?"

"Such as?"

"Well, the speed of light for one, but also the four forces. Sure, gravity can be the weakest one out of all of them, but it's still present and acts as a vector on any two things containing some form of mass. Heck, even black holes are capable of having such a strong gravity, that even though it's the weakest of the forces, even light can't escape it. Unless its a subatomic particle that sort of "tunnels" through via Hawking radiation. Still, are the constants of our universe not constant?"

"Hmmm..." The professor mulled over his thoughts, "I'll admit you have me there, but in reality, you have me here. Based upon the reality that we can perceive those laws are only as constant as we are to have them upon us. If this universe were to be destroyed somehow, let's say its eventual heat death, then wouldn't the constants from them be destroyed as well?"

Gerald paused for a moment, absolutely stumped, he didn't know how to answer his professor's questions, let alone respond to it. "Gee, I don't know."

"Tada!" The professor grabbed three tissues from a box. "Here Gerald, let's take a look at these three tissues. Let's lay them atop of one another. Everybody, you can do the same by looking at a few pages in your notebooks." Continuing his lesson he stated, "See here? Let's imagine that these three tissues are three different universes. Sure, they may look like they're touching to us, but due to their boundaries, they're not actually in contact with one another. Let's make ours the middle one, okay?" Gerald nodded his head, "These three universes have their own boundaries, and also their own constants. Now," he folded the top tissue off the bottom two, "If our universe were to befall tragedy," Ri-i-i-p! "Even though the other two would be close to contact, here let's imagine ours entirely removed from the picture," he swiped the torn tissue off the desk, "then our constants are gone, and these two remain unaffected. Our constants are no longer constant via comparison."

"Would that mean that we would always have to be in some form of comparison?"

"Not necessarily. Since we don't know of the confirmed existences of any other universes currently we can't say that this answer is definitive. However, that also means that we can't rule it out as a possibility."

"Thanks Professor."

"No worries, trust me, it took me forever to accept this concept, like many others, as they are instead of always trying to understand them on a fundamental scale."

As class commenced with the professor writing several equations on the board added with several 3D geometric drawings as well. Had any of these students skipped a class they would've thought that they were no longer in a physics class, but instead in one for philosophy.

Once the bell rang and all of the students were packing their bags for leaving, the professor had one last thing to tell his students, "Remember students, there's a quiz next week on the constants from chapter 137. Make sure you go over those practice problems. Their concepts are practically your study guide. If you have any questions feel free to contact me."

Just as Gerald had finished packing his books within his bag, the professor had stopped him and asked, "Gerald, I noticed that your attention seems to be elsewhere. If I may ask, what do you have going through your mind as of late?"

"Oh, well there's this science experiment I've been working on, and I want to display it at the fair coming up shortly. I just hope it works."

"Why is that? You've always done spectacular in them so far. Why would this one wrack your nerves so much?"

"Well, there's a big scholarship on the line from the dream company that I want to work at. They say that if things go well, I won't have to go to college and that I can enroll as a paid intern, gaining experience for collegiate credits."

"Knowing you, you can do that at almost any company. What makes this one so special?"

"Well, to be honest sir, my older sister works there. Plus, her husband Nikolai, has sort of been like an older brother, if not sort of like a father figure to me as well."

"Oh, so you have high expectations of yourself because of the high expectations of those you care about?"

"Well, that and I believe that if my project is a success, that it may also help our planet transfer from nuclear energy maybe entirely."

"Oh, how so?"

"Have you ever heard of perpetual motion machines?"

"Yeah, I remember when I tried to construct on myself. Ah, it was a simple metallic ball rolling up a track of graphene, only to fall once near the precipice to have gravity overpower the pull of the magnet's strength. It was a figure eight designed track. Heck, I even made sure that ball was polished to the exact measurements of a single crystal of silicon, placed in a vacuum, and even set in an absolute zero environment."

"Really? Oh wow, I got to see this one day."

"Nonsense, we deconstructed it a while back, but its toy models have been giving me a pretty nice paycheck. So, go on, tell me about yours."

"Well, essentially its a photon capture system. We have a few particles all spread out evenly in separate chambers, and the strong force pulls them together. However, when their boundaries are pushed to the other sides of their shells, meaning that their nuclei come in near contact with one another, they shoot back to their original spots, and any residual light energy caused from it gets captured by photonic band-gap materials."

"Now that's ingenious. People have always been trying to use the natural forces and their vectors as a way to counteract the laws of thermodynamics. However, most tend to peter out and reach states of equilibriums at certain periods of time, but yours isn't built on extracting energy from it, but by having the forces that are inherit to be the energy catalyst."

"Yeah, I figured that the energy is already there, if not ever present. Still, it does make me wonder if I'll have to worry about the nuclei bonding. Regardless, Nikolai said that he's got the expertise and equipment to help me build the first prototypes for this system."

"Well, as always, I'm impressed with you as per usual Gerald. So, where are you heading now?"

"Oh, I gotta head over to the labs right away. Maria wanted to show me these new kind of gears she made. That, and she's got this lead case project that she's been telling me about trying to capture light, while still having it emitted. I think she thinks using a one way mirror will trap the light going in without allowing it to escape. She's always been into polyhedrons, you know?"

The professor smiled at him, "Yeah, I remember when I had her as my student years ago." He turned his head to the clock, "Oh, looks like you should get going soon. Time is of the essence."

"Oh, you're right," running out the door, Gerald turned around, waved, and said, "thanks Professor Albert."

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