Sunday, October 30, 2011

Smoke and soap

There is a beautiful thing that happens when you smoking and blowing bubbles (I am not talking about when you are very attractive and you are preforming oral sex on a man name with a peculiar name, though prehaps there can be beauty in that as well.) Bubbles are transcendent. The most ordinary of magic. The very fact that the laws of physics allow them to exist makes existence seem all the less likely.

Smoke at least makes sense. You heat up something hot enough it turn into a gas, the gas cools off an condenses all be it in a more particulate than before. Perhaps that is magic too, but after you except temperature affects state and that temperature is really just a measurement of speed, you can sort of.  You happen to understand something that can look pretty. It's like knowing the part of a flower.

I am not sure if I understand how smoke works, but it doesn't seem magical to me. I am not sure I know how bubbles work, but they still do seem magical. I picture the lipid lay of a cell actually but I believe it is generally the same idea. Soap is made up of these bipolar particles. You can picture a cross section of them  like tadpoles in two layer (there is water in the mixture too but I am not really picturing those particles right now.). The tadpoles are all lined up in two lines ready to swim away from one another, only that never really happens. If I can buy a sheet of these things as I suppose I can (I feel I am better at imaging billiard ball like atoms better. I haven't played much pool but I have never played with tadpoles) imagine that a volume of air can blow on them like a sheet in the wind. Eventually the wind blows hard enough that the sheet separates and for the same reason the sheet existed in the first place they form a sphere. Or at least something a mathematically naive person such as myself would call a sphere. I am not sure why they pop, it is probably something to do with wind or air pressure or gravity or something I am not thinking of. Maybe they pop because they are just too beautiful for this world and popping just makes them more beautiful. I don't know. I accept the colorful patterns of light much more then the existence of the bubble itself. But fine bubbles exist if you believe in them or not.

Cigarettes exist even if you don't smoke them. And you shouldn't smoke them unless you want to look very cool (I repeat myself). It is the simplest idea even. If you fill a bubble with pretty air you can see it becomes prettier. The outside of the bubble is free to shimmer and the smoke inside is trapped and swirls. Then the bubbles pop and release the smoke like a cheesy but beautiful magic trick. Of course it is going to do that, you put the smoke in there you idiot. Yet it still gets you every time, and fills you with full Disney wonder and makes you happy to be alive. Smoking is a stupid annoy habit that makes you smell bad and gives you cancer. Bubbles are a children's play thing a waste of a functioning adult's time and resources. I recommend blowing bubbles much more than I do smoking. But if you are going to smoke blow bubbles they might make your shorter smelly life better, even if they don't solve all your problems.            

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