[RascalPuff]

The inescapable sounds and sights of gravity.

Rhythm songs of the 4-D space-time continuum. Anything round and rolling, especially metal coins and platters, glass and/or stone, that's allowed to spin, slow down, fall over, and settle, audibly rocking, oscillating, rolling and rotating downwardly, audibly accelerating ever-faster toward a quick stop on a hard surface.
(Play anything but G-7 at this time?)
((Pink Floyd, making MONEY?))


THE EVERYDAY SOUND and SIGHT
of ACCELERATION

(Is The Audio-Visual music & rhythm of Gravity)

A tabled or floored coin, dinner plate or serving tray on an axially spinning roll, slowing down to a coil of orbitally circling around its own accelerating drum roll, finally and abruptly settling down to a quick-stop, in the making of a gravitationally resounding, perfectly spiral shaped nest. Physically rolling and sounding out a shrinking spiral while roundly resonating the rhythmically accelerating part. (What?) The same harmonious polka may be harkened in a characteristically accelerating rocking motion, from any number of utensils, tools or spherical objects, rocking (to & fro) on solid hard kitchen sink or floored surfaces. The commonplace sight and sound of that which is adamently pontificated as 'immeasurable', 'invisible', 'non-mathematically inaccessible, and 'unimaginable' (What?).

The song of an errant hubcap settling down on the asphalt all by its rolling and rotating self. Disassociated from the crashed Volkswagen it originated from - stuffed entirely beneath the inferno-enveloped 18 wheeler that rests on top of the pan-caked Volks beneath it.
Taking their epicurean places on the menu at THE ROAD KILL CAFE:
Perished thence, while concentrating intensely on not thinking about 4-D pachyderms. The avidly overstuffed People's Waggen ('Seig!), missing a wayward hubcap, musically and metallically wobbling down to a final halt on the crowded, rubbernecking, Marin county roadway ('Don't be afraid of daddy's driving!').

As though the now thickly gathered, conceptually dominant, starry eyed Big Bang gangers, knew and understood it all along.
( The free-way & autoban song of a liberated hubcap ).

Background theme from THE DAY AFTER, still playing on the charred, Geiger counter gagging, V.W. factory-FM radio, tuned to KBAY : In the air! Everywhere! Segueing to YOU DECORATED MY LIFE? Of course in stereo over a Princess phone. Naturally in & out of a NUCLEAR FREE ZONE.
Where (By and by; sooner or later) everything in present tense, continuously and collectively arrives from the past. Squared.

The sound, shape - and measurable sight - of materially manifest gravity. An everyday, globally ubiquitous occurrence. (You dropped something?) The reputedly 'immeasurable, unimaginable' 4-D space-time continuum.

Heat flows downhill; ever smaller.
Whereas, events flow uphill; ever larger.
Entropic universal heat death is not as a conceptual dogma and/or social obsession, meaningfully derived from the 2nd Law Of Thermodynamics. Any more than the 4-D space-time continuum (the omnidirectionally accelerating expansion of corporeal matter) can be excluded as the explanation for a steady state theory and the long withheld improvement over the incumbent, 4th dimension slaying big bang gangers.

(Super strings, various hypothetically popular things, tacheyons, gravitons, flavored mesons, parthenons, leprechans, glueons, put-ons and take offs...)
The greatest - most coy and smug lexicographers in the history of physical and astronomical science. Sine qua non. (For sure.)

Excerpt: http://forums.delphiforums.com/EinsteinGroupie