In Magnetic Fields

Movements of a charged particle.

What strange gravity is this, which won’t be understood by common measurements––of time, or distance, mass or reason––against which I have been trained to measure and describe what I am? Against (or within) this, I am a particle at a level beneath the body, beneath even what I took to be the building blocks of any body, and I am charged before I am, without an after, circling in exchange with other bodies, perpendicular to the threads of a vast web I cannot see, and I do not know myself.

Probabilities

Of interconnected worlds

At the last quake, these particles waved away all pretext of certainty and became again shrouded in mystery. In the final seconds before the ground shook beneath us, we had been admiring the precise clarity of our charts––and by extension, ourselves. An hour later, we looked back at those versions of ourselves as quaint and long ago, when these constant waves were given specks, neat and known.

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