TIME, fuel of the UNIVERSE.
"Find the solution set for the following equation √ (cù-i)". He had written it like that, without prior notice and without any explanation.
Three days ago, in an unplanned meeting, he had crossed paths with Rolando, and after the salutation, which had been exchanged with the usual appreciation, he had asked without contemplation:
-Review the Lorentz Transformation!
Another young man, whom the old man had never seen, but who was accompanying Rolando on this occasion told him:
"And the Theory of Relativity?" Roland hit him with the elbow in the ribs.
-Don't play the wise man - he said-, let's do what he said and nothing else.- And he whispered to him- With him, there are no inventions.
The boy looked at him incredulously, still unable to believe that Rolando (for him an eminence in physics despite his young age) held in such high esteem the old man without affirmation, whose presence seemed blurred among the passersby at that time of the Tomorrow they were walking through the clean street of the city. Rolando continued walking without flinching from the face set by his friend, he knew, that presence, at that time absent, would be effective when the old man stood in front of a blackboard and explained with a simplicity impossible to believe (the same as always) that in which perhaps he had spent years of study and search and that only seemed to matter to him.
He walked so absorbed in his thoughts that it was little credible that some passers-by (of different age groups), even close to Rolando's age, did not notice and interrupted him with a:
-How is the teacher doing?
What he responded with a loud voice
-Here, doing what is possible and impossible, not to leave my wife a widow! - and continued in low tone and exhausted expression - Even if she wanted that .
This old professor had the characteristic that he paid attention in a way dedicated to those who he considered worthy of his fair time of life and he shared guiding and motivating words even if it was a first meeting.
By magic and in a few minutes, without realizing it, in an unusual way, the boy found himself, sitting next to Rolando, in one of the chairs that the old man had destined for the inexperienced chicks (young people who, out of anguish of the parents, he, at times, reviewed different contents of the science area). Already at home they went into the discussion of the subject and the truth, the young man was interested, alerted by Rolando that if they made him lose time to the old man, he discarded them.
-Your son does not want to prepare for uncertainty, he wants to tie himself to things, he wants to think on the basis of assumptions, and that way you can not get anywhere
-The old man commented that this was one of the things that everyone criticized him and they said to their mother.
-I, he continued, stopped earning money because of the whim of not doing what everyone did: "based on the program of study, without getting into the poetry of the subject".
-The truth, "he said looking at his wife," I'm not going to ruin my life for a few extra pesos; I already suffered enough.
-But now you lose as much time with the books as before.-she stressed, which, we learned later, she had an advantage of five years of age, but in the experiential literature seemed to excel in ten.
-Yes, but in what I like, not in what a program says, -and concluded by articulating as if he were speaking in capital letters-, and do not keep making the same mistake of saying that to walk with books is to lose the weather.
And he continued like this (he has lived like this), delighting in his minutes (days), in the search for the knowledge that nobody convinces but entertains him, while continuing his journey towards a destiny without hope: incomprehension
For the moment he let go: One does not sit down to wait for death, one is the one who goes out to look for it, spending time of life! And usually the same thing always happens, "she went on," we passed by her several times without noticing her, to find her later, around the corner, where you least expect her. -It always said that they reproached his ideas about the end of lives.
-And would not it have been better to start with the denominator of the Lorentz Transformation? -asked the young friend of Rolando with his hand held high, as in a school request.
For the first time the old man saw it, appraised it, perceived it as someone and not as something. Smiling, he turned to Roland.
-Do you realize? - Rolando asked.
-Of what? - answered this one.
-Not everyone appreciates what is in this equation that is also in the other.
-We'll see. What am I asking you now?
-You are asking to find the solution to that equation.
-And what's distinctive in it?
-I think the letter "c".
-And who represents "c" in the Lorentz Transformation?
-The speed of light.
-Exact, and then?
-If we solve we find that "ù" is the reciprocal of the speed of light.
-And it would represent by means of ù = seg / cms. That is, the speed with which time is spent in traveling each distance. "In all it is different," he continued. The distance remains but time is spent, consumed. Children do not perceive the expense of time quickly. For them tomorrow is too far. Its internal clock consumes the "fuel time" more slowly than ours and to us, it hardly reaches us. This is a problem of conscience. It is our way of consuming time that lets us know whether or not we are leading a satisfactory life. There was no beginning of time. Time has always been and will be there. And now you can go, "he told them. Analyze, "the fuel of the Universe is time and it is given to us through consciousness". If you want to know how to get that denominator look for the book Geometry vs Physics or Trunks of Pyramids and Physics.
God bless you, Steemtians.