Drogan brings us along to his Quantum Physics Class.

Today, my gilled friend Drogan lets us join him as he attends his quantum physics class he takes when's he just a tiny fellow. 

Drogan has a greater insight on the topic of parallel universes because he can actually sense them. And later in life, he'll learn to manipulate them.

UNEDITED EXCERPT 

Drogan listened attentively as Scholar Jonas explained the entanglement process of photosynthesis.

 “As we learned yesterday, the kelp converts the sunlight into energy.”

All the children nodded.

“Today we delve deeper into the quantum physics behind this process. Now above the ocean, the sun rays are very strong, but they slow as the photons enter the water. However, some make it to the kelp. 

"Electrons are injected into the plant cells where there is a chemical reaction center. Now these electrons need to go to this special place, so they can deposit their energy and create the reaction which feeds the plant. And they must do it efficiently or the plant will starve. It needs to consume every bit of energy it receives.”

Jonas allowed that to sink in before continuing.

“So how does the electron know how to arrive at the chemical reactor in the fastest way possible? It doesn’t have a brain or a water map.”

Drogan raised his hand.

Jonas nodded at him.

“Is it the electromagnetic force of the plant coupled with the law of all probabilities?”

Jonas smiled. “It is indeed. As we discussed during your first lesson, in quantum, all possibilities exist. However, most collapse at once, leaving only a few probability paths to continue forth. In this situation, the electromagnetic field causes some of the potential paths to collapse while reinforcing other paths. In this way, it ensures the electron reaches the chemical reactor efficiently. Now, can there be more than one path reaching the reactor?”

Drogan nodded excitedly.

Jonas smiled. “Do the rest of you agree or disagree?”

No one replied, but several nodded their head from shoulder to shoulder in a shrug.

EXCERPT ENDED

So what do you think, Peeps who visit my blogsite?

Everything has a magnetic field from the smallest particle to our planet and beyond... Could it be the controlling mechanism that collapses the constant universes created at every stage of life?

If you aren't sure yet, return in three days and receive more of the class lecture. By your third trip, all will be clear.

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Dreaded results of Parallel Universes collapsing into one another

I'm a writer. (I know a shocker, but sit down, breathe and get over it)

Right now I'm pre-editing my SkyRyder series so my editor will not think me an absolute dolt.

I really, really try to send in good copy, only I never succeed. You would not believe the typos that remain. Yes, I know the explanation that your brain knows what your meant to say, so you read good prose instead of the garbled senseless train wreck that the editor reads.

Good theory,

But what if there is another one....

YES, IT'S PART TWO OF 

What if I'm NOT typing all of those God Awful embarrassing typos, misspellings, and garbled sentences?

What if in other universes I'm an incoherent drunk. It wouldn't be hard to believe. I'm an incoherent drunk after one glass of Diet Dr. Pepper and vanilla vodka.

Which is why I only drink if I'm in terrible physical pain from gardening or hiking. I don't even try to write since all the alcohol goes right to my fingertips and they just want to lay down and sleep.

But the drunken fingers might want to type in one of the other universes.

OR WORSE-

What if the other me has a habit of leaving her computer on when she sleeps. You know cats are nocturnal and LOVE computers.

I have to think they are terrible typists what with those long nails and stubby fingers. Nevermind missing the whole opposable thumb issue.

And who's to say it's a cat. It could be a hedgehog. I can easily imagine another me making a pet out of a hedge hog. 

But again, I don't think it would be a good typist. In fact, it would have better luck typing with its nose.

However, if these are the only differences in the universes then they could easily collapse into one, because in all cases they go to a very fine editor who finds all the problems (or lack thereof) and fixes them.

So in the end my readers never know. (Except for typos that defy everyone's notice before publishing)

So why bother? Why not leave it up to my editor to fix all my universal screw ups caused by collapsing statistically same universes into one?

Because my editor would hate me and I strongly prefer editors to like me.

Besides, I have to believe eventually I'll stop obtaining pets who like to type, but do it badly. I mean seriously, someday I will stop thinking about getting a hedgehog, right? But they are so cute.

How could you not want one? Darn! I probably just created yet another universe where I have a hedgehog for a pet.  It will no doubt want to help on the editing of the final book of the SkyRyder series: Phoenix Reborn.

I'm doomed!
No matter what I do, my editor will always think me a lazy dope. Doesn't matter. When the SkyRyder series comes out, it will be fabulous, just as all of the Many Mes wanted it to be.

Sidebar: Do you any idea how hard it is to capture both hands on the PC AND take the picture at the same time if you are unable to figure out how to trigger auto pictures?

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