I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies, but not the madness of people. —Isaac Newton
Well love is love and not fade away. —Buddy Holly
Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way. —Franz Kafka
Love is like Physics.
Its rules govern the cosmos—matter and energy and everything in between.
It’s damn near inscrutable but, when properly applied, can make sense of anything.
It cannot be created or destroyed, just displaced.
It often changes from one form to another.
It tends to stay in motion when moving and at rest when still.
Its force is determined by its mass and acceleration.
Except, sometimes for an action there’s no equal and opposite reaction.
Push never comes to shove.
And yet, when the variables fall into place and the formula is correct, you can find the right answer.
Still, nothing happens until something moves.
Per my about page, White Noise is a work of experimentation. I view it as a sort of thinking aloud, a stress testing of my nascent ideas. Through it, I hope to sharpen my opinions against the whetstone of other people’s feedback, commentary, and input.
If you want to discuss any of the ideas or musings mentioned above or have any books, papers, or links that you think would be interesting to share on a future edition of White Noise, please reach out to me by replying to this email or following me on Twitter X.
With sincere gratitude,
Tom