So apparently there’s a sound that is 36 or so octaves below middle c that is so low that it kills you. The sound waves literally kill you. And this sound is only found in dark matter (for what we know). This is so cool
I want to reveal one of the greatest mysteries in science to you:
Look at this gif, notice any patterns in the orbits? I’m talking about the speeds. The planets orbiting around the Sun get slower the farther out they go.
Why is this? Kepler’s Third Law of Planetary Motion.
The stars in the Milky Way orbit around the Galactic Center just as our planets do around the Sun. We find that the farther you get from the center of the galaxy… there’s approximately no change in orbital velocity.
Just like that, one of our most well-established tools in astronomy (Kepler’s Third Law) becomes ineffective for some reason.
It’s become apparent to astronomers that when something orbits around a center of mass, it’s orbital speed has a relationship with the distance from the center of mass.
Right now we don’t think most of the mass of the Milky Way is focused in the galactic center, but hidden in darkness surrounding the galaxy on all sides.
What we know is that it’s impossible to see and so far has eluded detection: we’ve started calling this mysterious mass dark matter.
They call it rar. He says it’s simply a matter of a few odd habits, like hoarding matches or obsessively checking stores.
And they talk of something called ishavet kaller, which seems to be an extreme form of rar. It means ‘the Arctic calls’. That’s when a trapper walks off a cliff for no reason.
There is no shortage of superlatives that can be applied to the Large Hadron Collider near Geneva, though many are strange and unusual. For a start, the huge underground device, which batters beams of protons into each other at colossal energies, can fairly claim to be the coolest place on Earth. Bending protons as they hurtle round the LHC’s circular 27km tunnel turns out to be a chilly business.
Thousands of huge magnets are needed to control the beams and these have to work with complete efficiency. To achieve this, the device is refrigerated to two degrees above absolute zero on the thermodynamic temperature scale: -271C, a temperature at which electric currents flow without resistance. In this way, the collider’s magnets can work to their maximum potential.
The hole is everything. The grave. The womb. The cunt. The mouth. The iris. The nostril. The countless ferocious celestial gateways. The ignorance is a hole. The well of knowledge digs a deep, irreversible hole. The hole. The hole. Everything we lack. Everything we want. Where we intend to go. Where we go despite our intentions. Wells. Holes are very significant. I am a hole.
Alexandr Hole/Alex Hole/Hole/May 18/2014/Louisville, Kentucky.
(For the bothering thing) "Um... Smart Other Me? I-I have something I wanna know about that's really bugging me..." *Deep breath* "I'm terrified about something called Dark Matter that a bunch of the Grey-faces keep asking me about, then either telling me they're sorry, or laughing in a creepy way!"
I… I dunno if telling you is such a good idea, I mean — m-maybe you’d be happier not knowing…
…Guess it’s too late for that, though. I know if I were you — uh… if I’d known back then what you do now, I’d wanna know the details, too. Maybe it won’t even… maybe you can find some way to avoid it.
I’ll… I’ll tell you whatever I can, if… if you’re sure.