Last year, I experienced a full spectrum of human possibility. On one end of the spectrum, to me, it’s the emotional existence - accessing a painting, a literary work, or a play in its totality and reacting to it. I lied mostly on this side of the spectrum before.
On the other end, it’s the ability to mechanically break down a problem/object, single out pieces where actions can be assigned to the fragments. The latter I finally understood through “Classical Dynamics,” a graduate aerospace engineering course. I was not fluent in Newtonian Mechanics. I never took undergraduate physics/statics/dynamics. My only applicable knowledge was Ordinary Differential Equations I took last summer. I braved on.
Here’s what I did: breaking an object (e.g.table) down to points, planes, lines, and mimic movement according to the object’s pre-defined axis. I wrote endless complex equations on the translation and rotation of particles/axis of bodies. Vector calculus, Lagrangian methods were all utilized. I didn’t cry. I didn’t feel extremes of human emotions - anger, despair, fluttery love, outrageous excitement. Just tons of pulling my hair out trying to represent an intuitive action into Greek-symboled equations.
During quarter break-Thanksgiving-I went to NYC with family, and watched many plays. “To Kill a Mockingbird (TKM)” and “Network” both touched heavily on the current American identity and frustrations. Looking at the impossible mob mentality that condemned Tom Robinson (TKM), and the brainwashing effects of Media (Network), I couldn’t sit through either with a dry face. I cried endlessly, reveled in despair of how to fix America’s numerous problems.
This ability to access the whole spectrum fascinates me. I want to explore more. How might these two ends come together. Do they even need to? Should they be considered two “opposite” ends?
Breaking an object down to points, planes and lines, and mimic movement according to axises, and the translation and rotation of particles / axis of bodies
Extremely complex, mind boggling, but at the end of the day, I go to a Joypolis theme park in a mall, and the swing circle machine goes wooooo
I’m no longer a kid. But I desperately wanted to experience the rate of angular velocity, and momentum.