Through quantum tunneling, a quantum entity can sometimes go from here to there,even through a barrier, without ever having been anywhere in between. This is because they have the magic of being everywhere, yet somehow nowhere, called superposition, until 'something' calls upon them to be somewhere. There is only a probability of where they might end up. It's kind of like a crime wave: the crimes are usually, let's say, clustered in and around the 'bad' areas of town, but also occur, less rarely, in more upscale areas, or like the quantum tunneling, really far away.
It is not like Mexicans sneaking into the U.S., for they can be accounted for along their entire journey, but it's as if they instantly teleported from there to here; however, many don't know if tunneling can work on the macroscopic level. (Mexicans digging a tunnel under the border doesn't count.)
Dear Austin,
First and foremost, I commend you on a wonderful and humorous description of quantum tunnelling. Now let's get serious shall we?
I have just described how and why a macroscopic object can behave quantum mechanically and it is dependent upon when acceleration dominates and when it does not. Will you please re-read my description and give credit if credit is due? Either I am an idiot or am I just too smart for my own good, so please let me know one way or another.
If your dualistic logic is right. Thats why I believe Heaven and Hell is right Here on Earth. Sometimes too hot, sometimes too cold, and sometimes just right.
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Bosom energy has to do with what makes the world go ‘round, much as the bosoms’ roundness has to do with the two and only Dolly Parton Big Fakes—no, strike that… has to do with attraction of a magnetic field that transversely produces the electricity of love, sometimes at the speed of sight; however, the bosom energy drops off sharply when it is not accompanied by an attractive personality, except for those sitcom type people who merely channel in on the boob tube glands remotely while gambling, taking drugs, smoking pot, drinking (and making the grandest plans that never come to be), being mean, watching too much sports—and otherwise being identical to preliminary proto-man.
— Completing the Other —
Men and women can’t exist in isolation,
For, like valleys that give rise to mountains,
The nature of one makes necessary the other—
When they’re joined in love, there’s wholeness again.
You left the state of matrimony, I mean monotony, no I mean monogamy, no, I mean the state confusion, because… opposites attract at first, but then the friction grinds on one’s nerves; so, one then looks more for similarity and compatibility in the years thereafter.
As an aside, the marriage vowels go something like this after translation:
“I Miss-Understanding, take thee, Mister Right, first name Always, as my awful wedded husband, through thickness and thin, for butter and for bratwurst, in richness and in wealth, until our debts do us part, bedding thee with these vowels: Aaa Eeee IOU! Y(WHY?).
Your husband then gave up his BS Bachelor’s Degree and granted you your M.R.S. Degree, the engagement ring having led to the marriage ring and thence to the suffeRing—that pre-divorce state of union that goes from here to maternity to his absence making your heart go wander.
— Attraction —
There’s an urge between root and flower,
Plant and soil, leaf and sun, air and water,
Day-star and planet, valley and mountain,
Wind and mist, man and woman—for ever—[/font]
So, many years later after not giving your ex not the shaft, but the gold mine, for you are a good person, you want, but not need, to tunnel into New York State from Canada, wherefrom many are cold and quite a few are frozen; however, because you still need to work in Canada to save your pension, you need to somehow be in two places at once, but in a more dependable way than those other times when someone saw your dopplebanger dancing wild in a bar when you were actually having a quiet evening at home reading the Dead Sea Scrolls.
Mind you, now, that New York’s married Governor recently had to quit after getting caught seeing call girls; however, he has been replaced by a married and legally blind Governor who thus was supposed to be a safer bet, but admitted on day two that he’d had affairs, but only because he had to use his hands to feel faces and bosoms to know who people were.
Nor could you have had two or more spouses (the plural is not really spouses but is actually ‘spice’), for, while there is not much wrong with giving love to many, there is not usually the time for that, except for many elder Mormons of certain sects who have several teen-ages wives for certain sex.
So, you are indeed a free spirit and thus have hope for your self to be in two states at once, although one is really a province.
Enter pure bosom energy: focus them like laser beams or torpedoes, and also that tunnel which you have further south, the alpha and omega of all things, toward the objective and press on your belly button. This will send waves of pure bosomic sextronic energy that will turn into a holographic image for him of you, and you of him, and all that you mean to him as the super positioning that is here, there, and everywhere in this tunnel of love, powered by a rainbow, one that will envelop the two in a shimmering dome whenever you so desire.
— Bubbling Passion —
Like water, a woman is slow to boil,
But, likewise, slow to cool down afterward;
Man, like fire, can be ignited and quenched;
Yet, fire and water in balance make steam!
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