THE TRAIN : PART 1 -------------------------------------------------------- The only difference between this freight yard and the one near infinity is that from the Ion Tower Mr. Occum can see a strange orange hole on the horizon and every so often it fires energy and nanoseconds later projectiles appear to strike the trains changing their charge , mass , and angular momentum . there is no more usual quiet in the house the teletype is clattering new dispatches from head office semiphors are clanging Mr. Occum is figiting like a mouse the gun on the horizon has fired an hour earlier . he keeps pausing in his putter he's waiting for a sign anxious his visitors might miss their appointment then the sudden new little new try of temperature in his consciousness two telephatic hits moments later feet scuff on cinders outside the door rounding the corner Professor Razor and Doctor Occularis the scientists enter the core . | 1:1 | It is unmistakably a universal day Dr. Occum tears the lastest sheet from the teletype folds it torn in a deep hip pocket puts the jacket on signals the two arrivals that time is short they poot through the back door fast toward the jigger shed . Mr. Occum Professor Razor and Dr. Occularis walk through crabgrass along the siding next to the Ion Tower grasshoppers zizzling past their knees , high under the cinders a cricket vigorously rubs its membrane . a chipmonk ( so abundant around these here parts ) crunches acorns atop the dripping water pipe for the yard engines chatting a friendly hello for Mr. Occum he is very popular in this land . Spring nosing summer some last of the prairy run-off colliding in water near the jigger shed not far from Mr. Occum's shack no oil spectrum disturbs images in these reflections fresh water shrimp move undisturbed in a reddish brownian motion deep in the water frogs long since have pasted eggs to every stalk and tadpoles ping-pong through the heavy water . The Angular Momentum Heat Pool Elevators stand far out as long lines in the freight yard . Minnows flash in the hydrogen bubble chambers of the ponds parting their own karmic cycles through the legs of the submerged plants . Heavy hauling a few times to prime it Mr. Occum coddle talks coaxing one thing then another before the put put motor of the jigger yank starts on the twelth try blue smoke coughs it staggers to go it steadies it chugs roarin' smoke free nonstop but worried me says Mr. occum wiping wet gas stains on a greasy bandana. The wheelbarrow handles of the chugging jigger are used to make the whole thing swing to downtown facing the main station . one last chore is to bore down on a power rail poking up like the end of an anvil taking all 3 to weigh the steel end down by jumping . Mr. Occum strikes the throttle to hyperdrive the rig in over drive through time The journey from the shack to the C N R station is accomplished in nanoseconds flat by the jigger . They short circuit cross rows of station tracks to a large idling yard engine with Cosmic Nuclear Railways painted orange on its side and its headlight spiralling like a weird lighthouse . It is not hard to climb into this locomotive steps lead up the front bumper along the gangwalk next to the subliminally knocking rythmically shuddering motor its letters reading : POWER UNIT 1 938.27231 MILLION ELECTRON VOLTS thru the sliding glass door into the cab where there are stools for two people Mr. Occum comments a union lost this engine doesn't have to carry a fireman . Dr. Occularis takes the seat by the left window Professor Razor who isn't uptight takes the big seat in the middle Mr. Occum has the right . Occam's first gesture as engineer is to stop the needlessly working windshield wipers the smell of machinery is very diesel in the cab . Mr. Occum next cuts off the main power stop to the airbrake he rotates the reostate to position 3 and the egine eases out into symmetry . Down the track they move at simple speed out the station into the widening yards past the roundhouse where several wheezing gleam egines nose a center point and one boiler carcass slings high in the air in a harness rust showers from a grinder behind a big wall someone throws a lever the turntable rumbles into motion but all of this is just pi for the program the roundhouse is not where elementals get forged by Creation . Out the far arc of the bricked-in roundhouse the yard engine throbs revving ahead slowly clacking the cracks in the tracks with steady rhythms on through the Fort Huge marshalling area for passenger trains and leptons the quantistic rhythm of their motion is broken only by the sound of occasionally switching tracks . Professor Razor with Dr. Occularis study facts on the air guage resistence meter and other engine dials more in curiosity than in knowledge . Occum hair flying from his cap leans out the window watching the central track . They humble on at medium speed past the Lepton cutoff in the Fort Huge repair area , and continue at speed 3 over the tressle across Pembina Highway into Meson territory . What is that ! Professor Razor suddenly shouts Mr. Occum eyeballing his watch right on time they have come to a few scattering angles that extend the tracks this first a Main Muon track branching south from the elbow says Mr. Occum it eventually decays far out on the prairy into smashes of neutrinos and electron light he points right to the main marshalling yard in the Cosmic Nuclear Railway spreading fantastically half a mile ahead . those other splinters up ahead are pairs of spur lines for Positive and Negative Pions he says starting a few feet back from the main line they eventually end in leptons that don't go back to the main station . Now Mr. Occum gives it more throttle two more deliberate degrees and the Proton yard engine whines then moves foward revving smoothly along in a familar clump clump (pause) clump clumb (pause) Mr. Occum pointing out the Kaon tracks for switching strangeness and the Eta , and other Meson junctions branching off ( mostly mainly to the left ) that travel l o n g or short distances ending quickly against barriers or sometimes a Pion track leading to open prairy or sometimes junctions where tracks lead back fast to the C N R station anyway it is all very regular according to Mr. Occum nothing inefficient about this railway . S o o o n it is time to slow the plover they coast toward a transition the first part of the survey over a half hour has passed and many vibrations and now consciousness is changing new inductions are moving in , ahead lays Mr. Occum's shack they are back right where they started alongside their destination the Ion Tower . Mr. Occum rotates the reostat to neutral the air brakes register resistence with a satisfying sigh . But ho ! the door to the jigger shed has been left ajar by vandals curious kids who have left stones on the rails for heavy locomotives the engine gives a simple jar as it powders them . The kids run hard down a siding . Mr. Occum stops under the Ion Tower . | 2:2 | At once the two scientists can see ( at least from the 3 points of view in the engine ) that this seems to be an important center of communication for the freight yard since other buildings lay about and the pond and jigger shed and Ion Tower and there is more than one semiphor and Angular Momentum Pool Elevators distinctly flare out far distant in the yard, busy with boxcars in rows in front of them . A regular wind prevailing west from the prairy it is a burning Wednesday afternoon hot brisk yet clean spring smelling dust in visible enough but not polluting palls billows from the more distant elevators which are obviously loading a heavier gain . Even with the high signal-to-noise ratio in the cab a more distant whine patters over the noise of the more here and now powerful machine of matter startled ! Professor Razor glimpses a strange thing seems to vanish scooting silently on nearby tracks behind a train something happens he cannot comprehend the thing seems to vanish in a paff of force fading against a box car with a silent implosion . ! meanwhile Mr. Occum unfurls his orders from their own special pouch in his deep hip pocket he studies in silence a moment two moments leaves them on the instrument panel is gone in the shack for about three minutes reports back they'll have to wait another 24 nanoseconds a switch has just jambed the illusive Omega particle is acting stable again in one of the trains . For a few minutes they begin to talk about the blue booklet of train datas ( stored in the dark compartment of the train dash head office has for every locomotive ) which gives the numbers of the charge , mass , parity , angular momentum and decay including the life expectancy for every engine and box cars in the railway funny thing about the laws in this here book y comments Mr. Occum t his mouth a wisterious grin i more than half the information's missing n i he shows them a page v another page i of the eight old ways to particle i r v a n a i but v before he can go another comment i a semiphor clangs d it is true e the two scientists in the cab laugh at the way the loud horn honks ronting like a rock band the instant Mr. Occum hauls on the horn rope . Erasing the book to the cubbyhole Mr. Occum eases the controls to standby saying : that was wat too LOUD and then he says before we enter the heavy state freight yard please let me warn you that * at * * first glance * * things will seem strange * * not like your visions ** * of what goes on . *** * **** ** hmmmmmM-0 o o-o but now I see this day in so many planetary aspects is extraordinary how delighted am I , continues he raising his voice to counter the engine's idling vibrations , by co-incidence those big three trains now scattered to their proper tracks out at those triangles how different it sometimes is during the week a collidescope of spurious shunting box cars sometimes three or more in a clump coasting along the cascading tracks to a standstill and out we go and bring them in and take them to their own special roundhouses which cancel time where they explode into portions to be hauled back to the main station back to the work yards in Fort Huge and Fort Starry or over to certain sidings which face the strange orange hole on the horizon . but every so often there occurs a peculiar disquieting today for instance three main symmetry trains are out there fully real and resonating in synch with the orbits of planets fully loaded with fundamental gain ready to reveal their fundamental grain . Mr. Occum rotates the reostate to position 3 and the egine eases out into symmetry . Swiftly the engine wazz amove in the main yard the important rails before them are clear to the scientists cause oil slicks from engines have blacken the beds between the rails from steady traffic tho other tracks are so little used weeds grow vigorously between the crossties . With a lovely loving clicking iron pound sound the engine lurches easily thru two automatic switches out onto a track toward a 3/2 Angular Momentum Elevator straight ahead . Let me see , says Occum reading the day's dispatch sheets again hauled from the pocket part torn like dingy fabric , what the dispatchers have dispatched today ordered from their whimsical minds ; first we must fetch the de-coupled train up ahead used to be called the 10 particle Decuplet if you remember old physics its still the most familiar to you both as experimentor and theoretical physicists it's a very visible train . then the octupus used to be called the Octuplet the 8 particle font in the same old physics - some mis-symmetries we must discuss with this symmetry for instance the Lambda particle isn't a box car in the stable ion train it's its own private particle having much to do with the strange orange hole on the horizon . Thirdly we'll go far afield to the large Xion cascades and charmed J/Psi's way out there by that other train using Upsilon mesons out at those very distant rows of elevators stalking the horizon , regards this locomotive says Mr. Occum pointing to the floor this is Cosmic's premier locomotion : this one is a forever train since it incorporates known laws in an unheard of situation , in fact its an intrinsic link of both the octuplet and decuplet trains who have synched their Xions and oddly enough we have to connect four Xion families in principles which come from astronomy and service those mighty vector boson Elevators you see out at Spoke Puffs far out on the bare prairy out at the farthest outskirts of the yard . but not today those two are too strong as weak bosons and need to get more kicks from Earth's eccentricity before I can haul them in back to the Ion Tower . | 3:3 | After a few moe eyeblinks in time Occum's Proton yarder is stomping before the first tangerine car of the decuplet . an incredible thing the first particle has no baryon characteristics - not like the Proton at first it seems to have no business in the train it is limp and poorly formed it lists on the tracks at odd angles it is so unstable . the letters ( large and in some detail ) say 'holestate' 1085.9 MeV ) not a meson : somehow both scientists intuit some genes rapidly turning over maybe anyway this 'holestate' flatcar belongs . The three people climb from the Proton yard engine to walk along the ash cinders squinching quietly underneath their feet toward the first Elevator In silvery white colors 3/2 Angular Momentum Baryon Elevators Ltd is easily red against the blue gas bag giant of the sky . Six box cars stand before it noisily exchanging energy their numbers expecially masses and charge are clear and read + 1/2 Proton + 938.27 MeV |------- 147.6 MeV holestate 1085.9 MeV |------- 147.6 MeV + 3/2 Delta ++ 1233.5 MeV |------- 147.6 MeV + 3/2 Sigma + 1381.1 MeV |------- 147.6 MeV + 3/2 Xion o 1528.7 MeV |------- 147.6 MeV + 3/2 Omega - 1676.3 MeV but even now this ( the Omega ) the other stable box car in this train is in a transformation moving eerily on its own up the track to the 5/2 Elevator there to become entangled in powdery grain dust its mass numbers remain the same however the scientists swore they saw the name change its appearance to Neutron and other datas changed and the charge sign vanished in confusion . Well, the next again is odd ly combined being a circular flatcar with parts in fast orbits a car whose function Razor couldn't define but obviously built for purpose its numbers are written helter skelter yet at times refined : Xion (1823.9) Status * * * jp = 3/2-) I = 1/2 three last cars sit on the 7/2 Angular Momentum Pool Elevator weighing platform they looked bruised from too much rapid shunting it is hard to distinguish their parity and sometimes mass , everything seems amiss and even so gain billowing from this large Elevator has obscured their charges : yet something is clearly seen in the dust a car which has a great deal of must on its sides its numbers a Xion of 2264 mass energy a great deal of energy for Xions and several electrons keep flitting about in moon orbits and something like a planet Venus lights the background what a sight it seems to have clout but lacks clarity it almost looks like a train wreck Ooops oops some bad administration can't tell what these are or where they belong Mr. Occum begins to couple these cars and others in the train the coupling principle not understood only in that on this train it looks like an air hose ( Occum mutters about ionnic grappling as he snaps shut the final hose with a little crackling ) . Yes it really is stranger than fiction . You cannot really call these coaches box cars in a train they didn't look necessarily square and oblong almost instead like miniature solar systems . Each car weighing 147.6 Million Electron Volts more that the next including the Proton yarder now at the head of the train which weighs least of all 938.27231 MeV as everyone expected same as the mega stable particle . Once connection is made between the boxcars and engine it is hard to follow operations surely so the Elevators are still dispensing something which makes the baryon box cars seem to spin ; and the mesons lean at hard angles . This time the engine pulls with a lot more whine and a lot less acceleration and concentrating on the signals ahead Mr. Occum backs the train through the yard slowly back toward the Ion Tower . Of a sudden Doctor Occularis glimpses for a nanosecond another of those strange entities fleeing distantly into the yard almost too quick for her to conceptualize it before it is gone in a silent implosion . In due time the train is disengaged it remains momentarily intact under the Ion Tower a near perfect balancing of properties in a chain of wavelengths many particles long . As Occum engineers the Proton yarder back to the main track both scientists catch glimpses of other engines now hard at work gliding swiftly through the yard toward the Ion Tower . | 4:4 | With a super natural sigh of satisfaction Mr. Occum laps his elbow against the tool of his trade rotating the reostate to position 3 heading toward a new symmetry . The sun now blows round and hard pocked in the afternoon sky prairy heat clouds skud across the opening . The grasshoppers blow from plant to plant smashed on existence . And Mr. Occum says : you can stop speculating what's happening to the Octuplet that train you see over there out there by the loading platform of the 1/2 Momentum Elevator we're heading for is a very interesting train . this train has given so much displeasure to theoretical sciences for one thing its masses as you read them are not sequential unless you use data from planet orbits to calculate the values for that matter the stable Lambda particle isn't even an easy baryon since its hypercharge and mass can't be calculated by hand without knowing about hyperwaves , Oh there's something else that might surprise you that Neutron locomotive you see on the siding nearby over there we're passing it by that heaving pool by those stacks of railway ties by the oil slicks is the only abandoned Neutron engine in the freight yard I can find . it often sits there idling on that track adjacent to the Proton yarder when I'm dispatched to connect the Octuplet train to the Decuplet but hang on we're coming up to the switch-over now the airbrake is a grabbing one sometimes it doesn't give much play . Before they know it the first car stands before them a flaming object in a baryon chain . the next two cars stand rampant ly interacting inside the wooden overarm of a 1/2 Angular Momentum Pool Elevator storing stable gain , making a train which looks like ; + 1/2 Proton + 938.26 MeV |------- 125.548 MeV holestate 1063.82 MeV |------- 125.548 MeV + 1/2 Sigma + 1189.36 MeV |------- 125.548 MeV + 1/2 Xion o 1314.92 MeV a curious fact is noticed by both scientists who now stand on cinders beside the track inside the overarm of the Elevator the Neutron engine's track intercedes at the stable Xion o and suprise if it doesn't seem to bend the train at the opening into the Elevator which looks like it has eclipsing planets inside . the roar the sound the inside of the Elevator makes is entirely Cosmic and harmonious . Beyond the Xion a Sigma car ( 1440.46 MeV ) brand spanking new is acting strange and randomly lopsided with its different strain of instability . Behind that a baryon boxcar -1/2 Neutron 1566.01 MeV appears to have such peculiarity that Mr. Occum only grins and walks on to three nice listing box cars at the 5/2 Angular Momentum terminal loading spin gain + 5/2 Neutron o 1691.56 MeV |------- 125.548 MeV - 3/2 Xion - 1817.11 MeV |------- 125.548 MeV + 5/2 Sigma o 1942.66 MeV These names for numbers might just be guesses I think says Mr. Occum , comparing the box car letters against the dispatch sheets in hand , then scratching loose some itchy ear wax and flicking it hard toward a dust devil I don't suppose it matters what scheme they're supposed to be all I need is note them in the log book then leave them be and haul the main stuff back to the Ion Tower . The 1063.87 mystery big and two stable boxcars plus the heavy Xion are to go with me and the Proton yarder explains Mr. Occum after he has ensured no skullduggery has occured in the locks or hotboxes and has connected the coupler hoses between the Xion 1315.10 to the brand new shiny painted Sigma throbbing away stable with charges that keep leaping around 1192 MeV , and unhinges the grips that hold the 'holestate' box car to the Sigma. I'm to leave the rest for a different train I might explain more when we're back at the shack joking after the resonance train : some guys like to do their job nothing more but I'm like a metaphysician I like to question the things I see I don't like existential dilemmas I don't like just sitting around the shack idle waiting for the strange orange hole to fire on the horizon . Mr. Occum has only to accelarate the diesel twice before they are curving into the Ion Tower Occum saying you've now seen the pair of symmetry trains with momentum chains 1/2 3/2 in the stable unstable pattern but interesting what is next the train you'd least expect on the dispatch today stretches for a mile between a line of \ 1/2 \ \ 3/2 \ \ 5/2 \ \ 7/2 \ \ \ \ 9/2 \ \ \ \ 15/2 angular momentum \ pool elevators \ \ \ \ you should never be afraid to let facts haunt the living daylights from your mind Mr. Occum says in a moment or three you will see the newest moving constellation in the yard . | 5:5 | A semaphor spoke it broke silence the silence broke the signals moving in cleared the vibrations . With two hoots and a longggg blast of the funny sounding horn Occum rotates the reostat to position 3 and the engine eases out into symmetry rrrmmm rrrmmm rrrmmm into the yard goes the yarder for the third time coasting and gliding along in a familiar clump clump ( pause ) clump clump ( pause ) the smooth quantistic rhythm of its motion broken only by the sound of occasionally switching tracks . Surely so just as promised in due course there begins to hove into view a significant string of Elevators of a different kind including some GREAT BIG ONES way out at Spoke Puffs ( you can see these for miles out on the bare prairy on the far outskirts of the yard ) unloading very heavy strains . Not only that a second , smaller , train reposes on a siding parallel to the larger line its isospin pattern seems clear and fine its charges seemed the same defined its orbital momentums are all in line as are its parities Oddly enough remarks Mr. Occum even as a warm clump of wind bandies his cap off waiting for the Upsilon 4 S boxcar to unload its special momentum gain that the inner 4-particle train relates to the long train by a peculiarity in the freight yard few comprehend but I know it has to do with Jupiter however visually I can see the small train is out of phase by a half degree with respect to spin : when we return to the shack I will demonstrate fact and the Lambda particle connection on a twenty eight foot graph . With that Mr. Occum leaves his words to hang in the shuttling wind knobs of weeds along the tracks gyrate in tugs as the winds of change momentarily handle them and a moan escapes from the telephone wires and something makes the fast running water in the ditch crack into ripples . The scientists stand by silently observing Mr. Occum bend over the tricky connections between two dissimilar Xion Boxcars and secure the vibrations with an audible snap . Two J/PSI's are left intact impacting against a meson once called a baseball and the many Upsilons have been cut loose . There is only one tough grapple left to syncopate Mr. Occum slowly backs the Proton yarder toward the stable Xion box car till the couples touche and a light jolt pounds the length of the train . Whoah what happens the whole rest of the train disconnects dissolves fades away vanishes a mighty roaring poof of amplified power gets released and two spurious electrons go shooting out across the prairy . gone ! Ahhh good, says Mr. Occum , sometimes these big ones can get tangled into quite a mess cascading on the way down to electrons, and then he cranks the yard arm of a hand switch to start the yard engine down a different track , the signal's lights revolve slowly in a cluster with the creaking fulcrum making a slow motion statement in the cross ties . After the switch has been padlocked the two scientists mount the engine and walk back exhilarated along the gangwalk next to the subliminally knocking rhythmically shuddering locomotive its large yellow letters glaring : POWER UNIT 938.27231 MILLION ELECTRON VOLTS holy smoke the scientists notice a change an image describes the real motive force now painted on the side of the Proton a cube that spins on three different axis simultaneously forming the Cube and Sphere that powers it . A clutter of many kinds sitting on a siding gets connected . But wait Mr. Occum is busy doing something running back along the track he carries a pail toward smoke with a flair of the dramatic grease gets brushed on a hot box by Mr. Occum . Through the sliding glass door into the cab go the two and then there are three . the smell of diesel is clearly present in the cab . There they are comfortable in two chairs Dr. Occularis standing by the open window to let her hair blow the air brake releases with a sigh . As the long train slowly begins to plove toward the Ion Tower Mr. Occum says , its a very scientific trip to ask where do things begin what is the bare face of matter ? from my point of view as a railway engineer rounding up trains by dispatch I see fewer limiting dispatches with which to discuss Reality . Thereupon he introduces the concept of the quanum . Did you say quanum , just what are they ? says Dr. Occularis mildly on that Mr. Occum may have stated an inaccuracy don't you mean quantums ? Mr. Occum ? says Professor Razor . Quanums says Mr. Occum . As they strain through the marshalling yards lights change in sequence channelling clear for the train . Mr. Occum mulls thru a l o o o o o n n g g g switchover before starting the following conversation : all the hypology in railway textbooks such as these ( he indicates the artifacts in the engine dash ) do not properly describe elementary particles creations between , lets say , lepton masses , meson masses , and baryons and even so the symmetries that do survive are limited to averaged masses but on a bright cold day last fall in October dispatched to Fort White beyond the flood dykes to bring in a rogue boxcar that had gone astray ( turned out it was a stable Lambda budcar resonating with a stable Sigma in a recurring force field with planet orbits and was stranded out by the Portland Cement Works at the quarry ) while searching around for the Lambda I accidentally stumbled upon a remarkably different train abandoned on a spur tucked into bushes behind the quarry surrounded by birch and diamond willows fall leaves still studding the ground around like inert galaxies at first my feet beat rather fast walking up and down the cars looking for connectors that didn't seem to exist the matter being held together by something I can only call Relativity imagine doing a job for all these years then finding a train you never even heard about sitting lost miles out in the yard all this time the ground around was studded with red and yellow leaves like inert quantums I saw a fox trotting along the tracks until he saw me and smiled and trotted off it was a train I could barely fathom , the lettering differed because it kept shifting in and out of phase on either side of the oddly proportioned coaches the west side had Meson box car lettering the east side read like Electrons amplified and every so often a part of a coach would spontaneously disappear and then come back as if by consciousness but that wasn't the real mystery was how come a coach's Relativistic mass produced its own energy that bound the coaches in the train by inducing velocity if you get my drift oh there was one other detail which yes captured my attention most coaches had Electron Muon Pion Upsilon parallel charges . I also observed a few of those short lived but very swiftly moving things called quanums locked visibly in the train like I said the peculiar Lambda budcar wouldn't hitch direct to the Proton yard engine the budcar had neither connector hose nor grapple for hypercharge and mass since neither can be calculated from eigenvalues it gets its energy from the strange orange hole on the horizon . Other properties like charge and Y factor all registered zero on the guages of my Proton yarder the Lambda seemed like a hybrid neither meson or baryon and most peculiarly its bulk was hardly more than a vapor that comes from the mass difference between my Proton yarder and the Neutron high speed hauler you see sitting ready to haul cargo from the yard over there on the other main line to a city in the west the energy vapor is a ratio you can well imagine it is 137.0359895 times the difference in power between my machine and that distant gleaming locamotive . | 5:5 | Twenty minutes later Dr. Occularis still hard at work stares hard at the freight yard from all sides of the engine windows Professor Razor seems pre-occupied with electron charge no wait the fine structure constant is the ratio in Razer's pons . Mr. Occum taps rhythms afoot as the Proton yarder comes in glowing toward the Ion Tower . Routine now the train is resonated at the Ion Tower and the Proton yarder with its human cargo crosses the boundry over the Pembina Highway tressle on through the Fort Huge repair area for passenger trains and leptons where quarks get fixed with new gluons , and on back to the C N R station . The three start the countdown returning to Mr. Occum's shack : Several workman lunched the trenches along the tracks looking for loose spikes surely so one man was braying I'm not a traditionalist I'm not afraid of costing another man his job . Professor Razor countered with yes , interesting that the masses agree so accurately but I don't know I don't know these trains refute the fact that charge makes no difference with respect to mass in the original symmetries . By now they are on the jigger heading back to the shack at the crack in the universe where Mr. Occum comes into existence every time the strange orange hole fires on the horizon a voice says loud and distinct on the jigger w oh it was hard to tell w ho car e s ' our brains have salted against the obvious settling for far less least squared adjustements and constrained fit averagings which wipe out certainty the uncertainty principle might be the fault of our own illusion ? ' just then a mother kildeer ran down the tracks outpacing the jigger for 105.658 yards then veered off left flying cree cree cree cross the ditch of fast running water crossing the field she got away tween two of the workman's houses bordering Fort Starry . By the time they got the jigger shedded t'was evening long shadows pointed fingers creeping in their direction birds in the garden climbing roses outside the shack starlings mingled freely with a band of robins maurading the peat moss worms and dry straw played their beaks a robin with a white tail commanded the flock two chickadees gleaned the spring flattened strands of rosebuds . rosebuds . And the Ion Tower coughed in the winding atmosphere vibrations moving anew in more than three dimensions all 3 shadows fall silent in a strangely significant grue . -------------------------------------------------------- PART 11 ( subtitled ) both form and emptiness and now some data to fill your now formed container -------------------------------------------------------- Curiously a water spider skates the surface tension of Occum's glass it tries to dive the instant Mr. Occum lowers his lips to sip a drink of water it rises anew to skate the surface the instant Mr. Occum jerks his back head laughing for a gulp of air he sets the glass laughing on the windowsill facing the yard . At that nanosecond ( some synchronous working meybe ) a bizarre yard diesel rumbles by shuddering the shack with its weight and speed hauling a car which weighs 147.6 MeV for that is the one set of letters visible on this fast travelling particle otherwise it is a fantastically different train . Routine Mr. Occum flicks a switch which makes a foundation buckle and new effects sound under the Ion Tower ; let's not try to let skepticals inhabit your glance Occum suddenly says to Professor Razor . The remark is prompted by an abrupt negative wavefront from the Professor which in turn is sponsored by Occularis's sudden p r a n c e h h to the window s s to glimpse the quanum in a f l a s h l l f f for a few microseconds Occularis the experimenter stands staring rigidly ( as would any empiricist who has just seen something like a radionnic star ship the of shack ) out window the at the strange intriguing semgent of wiffling wavelength which with imagery not of the preying mantis but space between planets was flicking and snapping its ionnic grapples backwards along the tracks toward distant sidings which faced the strange orange hole on the horizon . Surely so Professor Razor begins to observe new clues and whole new thoughts in the container . As would any metaphysicist explaining his trade to plane people in a natural style Occum accounts of a direct link operating between ........................... > the quanum and each of the three main symmetry trains that have been in the yard . He keeps talking .... ...... at certain times one or a few become bunted loose in shunting and coast across Pembina Highway there they're towed back to certain sidings on the far west side of the yard they don't get their energy from fuel it comes from that strange orange hole on the horizon Dr. Occum draws a diagram for the others to see : he then says but I notice your ------- are ----- thoughts coming ------- now ----- with less strain . Still day was unwinding at the bend after dinner Occum's shift is coming to an end . Professor Razor finally breaks from his reverie saying - the Electron Proton dichotomey : Reality is not what it seems to be in 3 dimensions only our biggest face of innocence is electron charge what changes when a stable baryon either attracts + or ostracizes - another particle : angular momentum , strangeness , and other quantum factors remain unchanged when a baryon changes charge only the charge changes and quarks do flipflops loosed by goosing gluons in a noticable small change in mass ! Dr. Occularis continues : - most confusing is exchange of charge in high school I was taught that electrons added to the Proton changed charge from positive to neutral because the Neutron is a composite of the following 3 proton electron neutrino . But now we observe the neutral Pion decaying in 98.7%-of-the-time flat into Neutrino energy . About 100% Pion pair decays for the Rho . no solid plots of matter in this day and age a paradox imparts energy to neutralize particles . * * * * * *** * **** ** hmmmmmM-o continues Mr. Occum o o-o you might call my Proton yarder unique the plover of matter whatever that means . It was hard to tell Occum's age and at times they couldn't even tell his character it seemed as he moved through the shack he became whatever they thought he was a hippy meybe or whatever they wanted him to be sometimes he seemed like a proletariat engineer . Occum spoke on : that rack near the door stores many a textbook about railways it seems a policy of head office to publish every idea that comes along laws with conflicting information for instance this book put out in the 70's talks about onions in the universe as a way of theorizing about particles and you know what that leads to other books punting about what kinds of onions but I've seen many things that are not reported in the rule books . he took another book from its place on the shelf next to ' The Sleeping Profit ' on the one side ' The Handbook of Physics and Chemistry ' on the other and says : - I see pages filled with strange looking transformations : It used to be fun running amok in the heyday when this freight yard was first being surveyed many rumors were running rampant about where to put the tracks and the place for the Ion Tower and the synching of boxcars and it was written a long time ago before standardization was brought to the industry = ! but I remember before working here there were only two gain elevators of 1/2 and 3/2 angular momentum forlorn on the bare prairy . Yes speaking of facts says Professor Razor I would like a clearer look at that trajectory train if you have a plot or graph meybe or ... ... dare I mention says Mr. Occum a map of the solar system t'is funny you should mention Mr. Occum continues one week when there was little to do I drew a twenty eight foot graph to plot trains and symmetries matching particle wavelengths to solar obits and found that the inner hidden regime of the Lambda in the symmetry train can be extended backwards into Muon and Neutron binding energy ranges which form a ridiculously apparent pattern but what is more astounding is they fade into electron particles . Mr. Occum then had Professor Razor hold a string at a Rho meson mass at minus 2 angular momentums: the result is fast coming hardly the instant Professor Razor moves the thread Mr. Occum has walked to a new position don't forget he was twenty eight feet away then the thread is taut \ in a new trajectory . \ Dr. Occularis exclaims weird weird \ but it seems to describe a new symmetry \ t-w-e-n-t-y most beautiful to behold \ is the way Professor Razor's e-i-g-h-t consciousness opens more \ the moment Occum has Dr. Occularis f-e-e-t swing the string to the right quadrangle . \ a-w-a-y Occum continues : you can see the mass-charge interspace between the postive and negative stable Sigma particles as being inches on this graph that mysterious Lambda train stands out real plain operating between the boxcars of the trajectory train as mesons with an extra punch of spinning momentum . Mr. Occum furls away the metagraph then lays two new l o n g s t r i ps of paper on the exaggerated table each strip intervaled in bold black lines like Balmer Spectrums from the Sun and beyond . The shack still smelled of railway odors and morning glory even tho purple dusk is unfolding from the eastern edge of the sky . The distant chains of elevators are only stark fenceposts against the heaving horizon . Mr. Occum says one day while whiling away the time I invented a machine on this slide rule two scales of space are slid one against the other one against the other Mr. Occum pointing to a subscale on one of the graphs a scale which has fewer bars in it and greater gaps and says : this is the measure of quanums , those weekly interacting wave particles we've seen gumming the trains when I rub the ruled edges together many patterns inherent in fundamental gaps stand out ... ! neon ! ... ! neon ! that chain of mis-proportioned coaches found last fall out by the cement works at the quarry stands out real plain on this oddly proportioned slide rule says Mr. Occum a co-creative act describes recurrant mass proportionality between two basic states in Reality between the Cosmic and elementary between the planets and particles between the freight yard and the strange orange hole on the horizon . And then it was over the scientists are bidding farewell already their footsteps can be heard squinching on the path rounding the road bed heading from the shack beyond the Ion Tower . They pause to call goodbye : There , yells Mr. Occum I've demonstrated for you how some trains occur in symmetry and so goodby till we meet again . Mr. Occum continues : some people can see farther than others only a few can see farther than any others even standing on the shoulders of giants as Newton said . there is much to see from the Ion Tower I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles . End Spring. 1995. 8____________________________________________________________ PART 111 ERRATA Mr. Occum meets Dr. Occularis and Professor Razor ____________________________________________________________8 there are always problems when innovators provide definitions from their own consciousness . in the revolutionary new and bizarre science of ' strange ' particles the oracles are silent all day and the nouns go out meaningful to only a handful of people in the city . but then interpreters appear lending a kind of innovative consciousness installing certain ignorance certain insights in a poetic language for the day people , the problem still stands thinking over at the intersection but ignorance is subliminally gone back into history and suddenly ... ! neon ! ... ! neon ! - Finis - Greydon Moore. Ottawa, Canada May, 1995. Winter, 1996. Summer, 1998. From an original authored Circ. 1969, Vancouver, BC.