Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Alchemical Scripture

 
Alchemical Scripture
The powers of the cosmos come together to form a realm that has always been, a cross between universes; the brood will be new yet perennial.
           
Scripture:
A new world, with beings of light, and a substance whose shape has never been witnessed before.  The mortals chant their mantra’s, and give their offerings unto the totality of the world.  They summon abraxas for a blessing unto their actions, and for fullness in their minds.
           
The prophecy was written in the elements themselves: the charges of the ions in sodium phosphate, the charges of the ions in barium chloride.  Their properties indicate the birthing of this new phenomenon.  The synthesis had been anticipated since the spirit made of salt, sulphur, and of mercury, was set free.  The seers and alchemists know of its place in the cosmos.

Interpretation:
The chemical formula determines how these compounds will come together, and what they are meant to form; 2Na3PO4 + 3BaCl2 à Ba3(PO4)2 + 6NaCl
           
Scripture:
The mortals bring their offerings to the alchemist, philosophers have determined their amounts.  Each substance in an equal quantity, measured to an infinitely small extraction of between 10 mL.  Each substance dissolved within the all permeating Nix, the substance of Nerthus.  Thus reflecting a universe within a universe. 

Interpretation:
Each reactant is dissolved in water with a certain molarity, 10mL of each solution.
           
Scripture:
As our realm, an inseparable combination of darkness and light, making one as itself; so will this new world be.  A reflection of our greater world, giving humanity a window of access through the all-seeing-eye.  With this, we will see what God sees.  Look closely, and behold.  Infinity in a grain of sand, Greatness in a speck of dust, the omniverse in the smallest pixel of reality, the All in Nothingness.
           
The call is made, calibers combined, fate is settled and destiny is established.  The new world is created, and as its creatures fall, their ether is extracted and evaporated; leaving them without access to us, not even a memory of their ancient world is left.  The greater mortals await the day in which the creatures of this new world find with them a common ether, a medium between us and them, our earthly atmosphere.  Until then, they are eternally asleep to us, inanimate, unconscious of their existence, they live in their own level of reality.  Their perpetual potency amounting to .903 grams.

Interpretation:
The solutions are brought together to form barium phosphate. The excess solution is separated by filtration and evaporated from the precipitate.  The precipitate formed amounts to .903 grams.
           
Scripture:
Their potency is a reflection of the potency of that which they were created from.  The new, inferior god holds one part. The intermediate god was only twice as great.  But the ecumenical god was three times as great.

Interpretation:
This tells of the molar proportions according to the stoichiometry of the chemical equation.  The ratio between the barium phosphate and sodium phosphate was 1:2, and between sodium phosphate and barium chloride was 2:3.
           
Scripture:
In another dimension, the ether that their neglect left behind combines with unlimited source of sodium phosphate; a ceaseless creation.  The sources are traced back to the original hoards.  The first of the three gods, the intermediate, beheld the sodium phosphate universe, the second beheld barium chloride, to provide the third with the chimerical barium phosphate.  This was predestined, it was foretold. 

Interpretation:
To determine the which of the two reactants was limiting, some of the filtrate is mixed with sodium phosphate, and forms precipitate.  This says that the filtrate was excess barium chloride, and the limiting reactant was sodium phosphate.  There was also an excess in both sources which were used to determine which reactant came from which tube.  The first tube (A) contained sodium phosphate, the second (B) contained barium chloride. 

Scripture:
The traces left behind tell the story of a deficient god; the intermediate, he who held the sodium phosphate.  And thus its substance within the Nix ether can be determined as a finite amount; twice as great as the third and inferior god.  His substance in the Nix of 10 mL was .0030002 moles; its potency then being .30002 M

Interpretation:
The limiting reactant was sodium phosphate.  Therefore the molarity of the 10mL can be measured by doubling the amount of moles calculate from the .903 grams of barium phosphate (.0015001 mols), by doubling it; according to the stoichiometric proportion.  The amount of moles of sodium phosphate in the 10 mL of water was .0030002 and thus its molarity was .30002 M.

Scripture:

Bide the ancient law Ye must,
In perfect love and perfect trust.
Heed these words the Rune's rede fore-fill:
An ye harm none, do what ye will.
What ye send forth comes back to thee,
So ever mind the law of three.
Follow this with open mind and heart,
Merry we meet - Merry we part.

-          Odin’s Law

This was done as a Chemistry Project for extra credit.

Last Saved: 10/4/2010

Ultimate Love Affair

THE STORY  of a  man who comes close to death so many times, his warning has been made,
and he has had time to think, “why don’t you just find a quite place, and die?”  he
wants to live, but why? 

He has time to beg life for life, and admits that he is in love,
in love with not anybody, in love with no person, but with this “life”, he just wants
to live, and he begs, he spends his last days on death row, talking to life itself, about
all the time he has wondered about it, even though he never showed it, deep down he was
in love, with her, he asks for forgiveness because he never paid any attention to her, he
never made time for her, he ignored her even when she tried her best to get his
attention, and when she did  manage to get his attention, he would make love to her, but
it was only superficial and temporary love.  

And now he regrets, and he wishes he could
live, he wants another chance to live, he wants a chance to make things right with life,
he wants to live? Why? Just to live… he wants to live for the sake of living.  The
chance is granted, and he is now in love even more, thankful at what life has done. Not
long after, after he has become more lucid in life and has had time to socialize with
other minds slowly fading not quite completely his sense of reflection, he learns that
all that all these situations he was put him to make him think he was close to death were
not real, he was never really close to death, and so he loses his fear of death and
forgets the love he had for her,.. in another realm we here life itself speak, explaining
how people forget about her and how beautiful she is, this is the only reason we are
alive, and she knew all along, should I ignore, should I forget the talk I had with her,
even though she got me to talk to her through a lie an illusion, like a mother who
threatens to leave her children in the street even though she would never do that, but it
gets the child’s attention, should he ignore the fact that he is alive because of this?
 Then there are scenes of how he enjoys himself in his mundane life, leaves us wondering
if he has really forgotten or not. 

“Heaven is waiting for you, just close your eyes and say good bye,
Hearing your pulse go on and on and on
I live my life in misery, I sacrifice this world to hold you
No breath left inside of me, shattered glass keeps falling”
-Bullet for My Valentine: Say Goodnight

 
Last Saved: 9/16/2009

How Fast Food was Invented

Silver told me to do his hhomework and write a story with archetypes about how fast food was made,  the next day after I was done, he told me it was suppose to be 10 pages, but for a children’s book.  This “story is too complicated for children” he said.

The story starts off with, a man and a woman, it is night, there are searchlights in the streets, they are running away, protecting their baby boy.  As a team of well equipped men from Fate Conservative Forces, seek them out, the parents take their information installed child to the goal.  In an abondoned alley, they hide in a garage and shut the door behind them.  Waiting for them are people from their cult, they have their time machine ready, and a device in the childs head is meant to release information for a civilization in the past.  They are about to change history, by sending this boy, a soon to be savior, to its mission; they alter reality, they mess with fate itself, their desire for a better present make them focus their efforts on what is already written.
It is the year 18**, a woman has received a package, her task is to get this boy to safety, somewhere where he will not be tracked down by the Fate Conservative Forces, she sends the boy to an orphanage, in a basket, at the door, unregistered.

When the boy is nine years old, his name is now John Wright, he grows normally in the orpahnage. His behavior makes him seem like an eccentric child, and so he has problems getting adopted, he doesnt like to run and play like the other boys, he just observes, he likes to pay attention.  Sometimes he stares off into space as if he was unconscious, but in himself, he searches, his body knows there is something inside him being manifested, a glitch that is already spreading through reality, changing fate itself.  In the orphanage his attention is caught by a girl his age, darkish blonde hair it almost seems green.

Now he is fourteen, he has a girlfriend, black hair, Sally. Sally, Sally’s brother, Louis and John decide to escape, they run away into the world trying to find new life, they spend their time trying to make a living as musicians, they dont make enough for themselves, but they enjoy their experiences and company, theeir lack of income force them to steal once in a while.  One time as they were running away from the authorities he gets caught in a sudden trance, he runs but he does not see where he goes, he crashes into a pole as he is on the ground he is left in awe from his own thoughts, its not anything he has ever thought about before, but they are so clear, innovative, they make so much sense, and they are permanent. He is caught, Sally and Louis run away, he is thrown into jail.  In Jail he reflects on his thoughts, what are they? Are they memories? How can he use them? What is he going to do with them, these thoughts are wonderous, but how must he explain them.
His first night in Jail, he looks through the bars of his cell, he rocognizes someone, its her the dark blonde from the orphanage, that face so distinct, he must be imagining this, how does he remember her so well? She runs up to his cell, and unlocks the door, instinctively he runs out with her. As they run, he looks at her, what is she doing there, he wishes he could ask, how does any of this make sense?

As they reach a corner she runs in another direction,  he misses that, he chases after her, she runs so fast, “Wait!” he calls out, “who are you?”.  He runs after her, but he trips in the dark, another trance.  All he sees is lights as the girl disappears into thin air, but he is not astonished by it as much as he is astonished of his thoughts.  He wakes up in a dim room, he sees an old man, he is in a wooden cabin.  “Ah he is finally awake,” the old man says “I believe you have news to tell us, the whole congregations has been waitng for years for your enlightenment, my name is Herald, well what are you waiting for? Everyone else is dying to hear from you, come come, get up now.”  He is confused, “where am I?”.  “You are where you belong, follow me”,  he guides him down stairs, the walls turn white and the lights are bright, he leads him through halls, on the way, he looks inside  rooms, he sees things he has never seen before.  As he walks he spots the darkish blonde girl, he stops walking, Herald informs him “Thats Mary, your guardian, she has been keeping an eye on you since the orphanage, she had to leave you suddenly, because her identity has been registered by the FCF she cant stay close to you for long on the outside. Keep walking”. “Whats FCF?” John asks, “Fate Conservation Forces, they dont believe in using our knowledge of time and fate to its advantage, they think not only that it is wrong and unnatural to boost history with future knowledge, but they also think that it is not true growth for humanity and that our advances will only cause the end of the world to come quicker.  They have had the upper hand since the flood, but a new era awaits it is the nineteenth century, and we now have the upper hand, ever since the awakening of our Abeo”,  John understood nothing from the answer. “Alright here we go” Herald tells him, “look at yourself, you are already dressed up for this, all you need to do is speak your mind.”  He leads him to the podium, he stands there dumbfounded in front of the congregation... awkward silence.  “Speak” someone in the congregation shouts out, “uuh, I am John”  the congregation cheers at his first words, as it quiets down, he doesnt know what else to say, “I was raised in an orphanage until I ran away just two years ago..” “tell us about your enlightenment” someone else yells at him. “Enlightenment?”, “your truly innovating ideas, the knowledgeable material from your time, have you not received any trances?”, “Oh, those, well, uh, I dont really know how to say, uh they are amazing... “ 

The congretation grows impatient, and uneasy with John’s silence, “there is obviously a problem here, maybe we got the wrong person, calm down we will figure this out...” “summon abeo, summon abeo” the congregation chants.  Herald agrees to summon Abeo, the spirit in control of the innovations within fate, for guidance. Herald opens up a book, and chants strange words, the room goes dark, and from the middle of the room a very bright light is formed,  now tthe whole congregation chants together, the earthquakes and rumbles, and the back wall of the room is broken through.  “Abeo?”, “Its the fate conservatives!” someone yells out.

Everybody scrambles, nets fly out and people are caught.  Herald pulls out his staff and shields himself with John as they make their way through the halls,  “our response team is already on their way to get rid of these bugs, lets get you out of here”, the lights go out, they pause, there is a boom and flashes, John sees a girl covered in light hovering down, and hears her voice “I saw you with that girl, I was thinking of getting you out of jail myself, until I saw you with your new girlfriend,”  “Sally? Whats going on...”,  “Infidel! I will wipe you out for how easily you broke my heart.”  Sally showers fire on them.  They run toward a door to escape her fury, Herald tries to protect him but his shields are failing him.  “we have to find somewhere to hide, but we must lose her first”, as they are chased by Sally and her explosions, Mary intercepts.  A light so bright in the darkness, John can still distinguish her face, “Run!” Mary yells with a voice loud but understandable.  Herald and John lose the fight between Sally and Mary.  They are now hiding, in a coffin like box, in an awkward position, but business is being done.  The coffin is opened up from the outside, its Louis, “Hey, Bro in law, I heard you were cheating on my sis, I didnt expect you to be into old men. Lol”  Louis knocks out herald with a kick to the face, and steals John, as John hesitates, Louis decides he doesnt need him awake, so he knocks him out too.  He wakes up in a dark chamber.

As John wakes up, Louis is there in front of him, ready to explain.  “Alright John I am going to need you to cooperate with me now,” John realizes he is tied up, Louis continues, “We have know each other practically our whole lives, havent we? There are things me and Sally never told you, you see John, I am in love with Sally, like, more than siblings, you know how it felt for me to see day to day as you held hher hand as I stood behind you two?  You see, me and Sally have been appointed by the FCF to take down a  person, who came here to help innovate the coming century, we have always kept an eye on you, but resisted to make a move because we werent sure because of your lack of expression.  Its you John, FCF is already sure its you, where is your innovation? You have just been stalling all this time, all this time together made my sister fall in love with you, I dont have a chance with her anymore. Well its not like I ever did, since she minds that she is my sister and all.  Nothing is well with me, once I am done my assignment is done, I am not going to gain anything, lets just say that I hate where my fate has set me, so I am willing to make a deal with you.  You give me your enlightenment, and I will let you live.”

John, responds “Uh, what?”, “dont play dumb with me John, you have been playing for long enough now.  John thinks really hard, he has no idea whats going on, but he does what he does to try anything, he speaks the that come to his mind. “Meat, factory, potato...”, “Yes, Yes! What else?” Louis listens excitedly.  John continues randomly as it seems to be getting a positive reaction from Louis, he thinks really hard annd says “uh..  potato, tomato, potato, food!, uh food, food here now” John’s hunger was affecting his thinking, “yes, keep going” Louis tells him, “bring me some food quick, Im hungry!”.  The door is kicked open.  Its Mary coming to rescue, John.  She strikes Louis accross the face knocking him out.  Mary and the team untie him and get him out of there.  As he exits the door of the chamber, when all danger is done with, he receives the enlightenment, his memories of the future are coming to him so beautifully, everything makes sense, everything is clear, and it is all possible, faith is tangible, he knows his mission and he knows his purpose.  He speaks his enlightenment, “Airplanes! Take me to the congregation, hold up a meeting, I’ll explain everything, we have to make it all look natural so that we dont get caught. ”  As John left to spread his part in enlightenment, Louis was left on the ground of his chamber.

Louis wakes up, the FCF learned of his betrayal and he is left alone, abandoned in the nineteenth century.  He does not have any means to go back, he will never see headquarters again, he will never see his sister again. He thinks to himself, at least I have clues to the new innovation.  He thinks of the dumb words that John had told him and connects them in every possible way.  He spreads ideas about meat factories, and pre-cooked food, and tomato ketchup, he calls his plans for what he calls, “quick food”. 
Meanwhile in the 21st century, mom and dad see results from their successful mission, the technology and usefullness of airplanes,  John’s mom questions, “and who the heck thought it was a good idea to send someone with the idea as unhealthy and diabolical as fast food? Why werent we informed of this movement?”

John- Main character, innovator, the “savior”, the “goods”, chosen one,
Mary- the guardian(angel), watcher, partner,
Sally- the Jealous girlfriend,
Louis- the weird third wheel with a messed up life,
Herald-  the announcer of John’s coming, informer, the master sorcerer
Mom and dad- mom and dad
FCF- enemy


Last Saved: 9/13/2009

Dawn of Declaration

Case #1
The moon, Hey moon are you a fool?
As the she sun reflects its light off of your surface I can see that
You have funny stains on your face.
Shouldnt you clean those stains off of your face?
Those white stains they are on your face, moon.
Case #2
The moon, Hey moon are you a fool?
As the she sun reflects its light off of your surface I can see that
You have funny stains on your face.
Shouldnt you clean those stains off of your face?
Those black stains they are on your face, moon.

So there the moon is,
does it have white stains on a black surface?
Or does it have black stains on a white surface?
There the moon is, unaffected by our judgement,
The moon is what it is, it does not have any stains.
The stains come from our mind, because
In our human customs it is unnatural to have stains,
But the moon is not within our human customs,
And so the one that judges the moon for the stains on its face
Is a fool.
So there the moon is,
does it have white stains or black stains?
The moon does not have any stains, the moon just is.
There is the tree,
does the tree have beautiful branches or ugly branches?
The beauty, like the stains, only appear in our mind,
But the tree is not beautiful nor is it ugly, it just is.
There is the structure, a statue we have made,
A structure similar to a human being,
Is it a symbol? How is it structure?
To any animal creature this “structure” is just another rock.
Its form is only in our mind but nature keeps treating it like rock.
What is this structure formed by human hands?
It is nothing, it is only a rock.

The same way is everything else in our universe.
We see beauty, we distinguish our lives from the cosmos,
Our earth from the stars.
Boy, are we fooling ourselves?
There is no earth and stars, everything just is.
And whoever declares and distinguishes,
Is just another fool.

Now who began all of this?
If it was true and obvious that nothing is real,
But someone decided that to be able to keep
Track of essentials, to be able to think a little smarter,
And to live a little better, to use your brain a little more,
One needed to make these kinds of judgements.
So they declared and declared, whether it was true or not,
Now since truth doesnt really exist because we can never know what it is,
It did not matter what he called truth.
“This is true, that is true” he said,
“this tree is twisted and this animal is white,
And my word is true.”
Now maybe his word was true to him,
It was important for him to believe these,
since he used these judgements for his life.

Now here we are, still declaring truths here and there,
When in reality nothing really is, everything just is what it is.
But here we have decided to imagine purposes for everything,
To believe these and not believe others, and here we are.
We are so used to doing this, it is what we live by,
And we are so tangled up in it that we believe it, and we are left confused in the end.



Last Saved: 7/8/2009