Energy is central to our existence. And nothing happens or exists in nature without energy. And the more we know about energy, the more we are able to produce efficiently the things that sustain life and allow us to flourish in the world.
Central Equation: Work = Mass + Energy (environmental energy).
Our universe is a working universe (nature) that is generally described by that equation. And mass could be an elementary particle, a person, a planet, a star, or a galaxy, or whatever. Mass may be stable or unstable. Moreover, mass has self-energy (internal energy) that may change over time and over space (via causes and conditions).
What matters is that mass interacts with its environment. And that interaction is work. All matter-energy interactions give raise to forces and cause change or cause resistance to change. Moreover, the environmental energy may be focused energy directed at a given mass (i.e. sun light absorbed or reflected by planet Earth)…
Our goal of advancing the theory of energy is to explore our central equation with our current knowledge of classical and quantum physics, theory of relativity, and mathematics, etc. And hopefully, we will develop better mathematical models of energy and solve critical problems in physics…
“Life is a gift, and if you don’t appreciate it, no one else will. Make it count. Amen!”
“Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed— Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There’s never been equality for me, Nor freedom in this “homeland of the free.”)
Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart, I am the Negro bearing slavery’s scars. I am the red man driven from the land, I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek— And finding only the same old stupid plan Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
I am the young man, full of strength and hope, Tangled in that ancient endless chain Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land! Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need! Of work the men! Of take the pay! Of owning everything for one’s own greed!
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil. I am the worker sold to the machine. I am the Negro, servant to you all. I am the people, humble, hungry, mean— Hungry yet today despite the dream. Beaten yet today—O, Pioneers! I am the man who never got ahead, The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream In the Old World while still a serf of kings, Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true, That even yet its mighty daring sings In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned That’s made America the land it has become. O, I’m the man who sailed those early seas In search of what I meant to be my home— For I’m the one who left dark Ireland’s shore, And Poland’s plain, and England’s grassy lea, And torn from Black Africa’s strand I came To build a “homeland of the free.”
Who said the free? Not me? Surely not me? The millions on relief today? The millions shot down when we strike? The millions who have nothing for our pay? For all the dreams we’ve dreamed And all the songs we’ve sung And all the hopes we’ve held And all the flags we’ve hung, The millions who have nothing for our pay— Except the dream that’s almost dead today.
O, let America be America again— The land that never has been yet— And yet must be—the land where every man is free. The land that’s mine—the poor man’s, Indian’s, Negro’s, ME— Who made America, Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain, Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain, Must bring back our mighty dream again.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose— The steel of freedom does not stain. From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives, We must take back our land again, America!
O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath— America will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain— All, all the stretch of these great green states— And make America again!”
“So-called African Americans should return asap to their ancestral home, Africa, if they are so fortunate.
Racist and hostile USA will continue to exploit you (so-called African Americans), divide you, destroy you, or treat you as unworthy.
We must realize USA is largely a predator (mostly whites) – prey (mostly non-whites or less privileged people) society based on the production and consumption of goods and services. And it is driven by power, competition, profit, and greed. And therefore, the environment (Mother Nature) is ruthlessly exploited and degraded.
May Lord GOD help us.” — Dave.
“We didn’t land on Plymouth Rock, my brothers and sisters—Plymouth Rock landed on us!” — Malcolm_X.
The first problem is yet unsolved for n = 8. Therefore, this problem is what usually is meant when talking about Hilbert’s sixteenth problem in real algebraic geometry. The second problem also remains unsolved: no upper bound for the number of limit cycles is known for any n > 1, and this is what usually is meant by Hilbert’s sixteenth problem in the field of dynamical systems…”
“A different world cannot be built by indifferent people.” — Dr. Peter Marshall.
From O Being,
“Poetry rises up in human societies when official words fail us and we lose sight of how to find our way back to one another. It has moved to the heart of what we offer on the radio and in podcasts, in digital spaces, and in gatherings.“
“Bringing the power of the sun to Earth requires sound theory, good engineering, and a little finesse. The process entails trapping charged, ultra-hot gas known as plasma so its particles can fuse and release enormous amounts of energy…”
“Yes, gold can be created from other elements. But the process requires nuclear reactions, and is so expensive (currently) that you currently cannot make money by selling the gold that you create from other elements…”