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08:30 | January 7, 2013

Vitamin Boost

Jag har vart väldigt trött de senaste månaderna, framförallt under morgnarna. Därför föreslog mamma att jag skulle börja ta lite vitaminer och fiskleverolja. Jag har gjort det i en vecka nu och hoppas att det snart ger resultat. Varje morgon tar jag ett D-vitaminpiller, en kapsel fiskleverolja, ett C-vitaminpiller(som jag inte fick med på bilden) och så dricker jag Berocca som innehåller de flesta B-vitaminerna. Anledningen till den här omständiga ritualen och att jag inte bara tar en multivitamin så är det för att jag har hört att det inte är särskilt bra. Varför vet jag däremot inte men det kanske någon av er kan svara på? Just something I’ve heard…

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09:40 | January 6, 2013

Don't you worry your pretty little mind…

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19:53 | January 4, 2013

…no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed…

Jag kom över en text som mamma och en väninnan till henne hade delat på Facebook som jag tycker att ni borde läsa. En väldigt vacker text som berör, varning för tårar!

You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your energy, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world. You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got.

And at one point you’d hope that the physicist would step down from the pulpit and walk to your brokenhearted spouse there in the pew and tell him/her that all the photons that ever bounced off your face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by your smile, by the touch of your hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by you. And as your widow rocks in the arms of a loving family, may the physicist let him/her know that all the photons that bounced from you were gathered in the particle detectors that are her/his eyes, that those photons created within her/him constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.

And the physicist will remind the congregation of how much of all our energy is given off as heat. There may be a few fanning themselves with their programs as he says it. And he will tell them that the warmth that flowed through you in life is still here, still part of all that we are, even as we who mourn continue the heat of our own lives.

And you’ll want the physicist to explain to those who loved you that they need not have faith; indeed, they should not have faith. Let them know that they can measure, that scientists have measured precisely the conservation of energy and found it accurate, verifiable and consistent across space and time. You can hope your family will examine the evidence and satisfy themselves that the science is sound and that they’ll be comforted to know your energy’s still around. According to the law of the conservation of energy, not a bit of you is gone; you’re just less orderly.

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11:05 | January 4, 2013

I choose to make the rest of my life the best of my life

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