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Authors: Cody Goodfellow, Silvia Moreno-Garcia, Jennifer Brozek, Ahimsa Kerp, Carrie Cuinn, Gabrielle Harbowy, Don Pizarro, Madison Woods, Richard Baron, Juan Miguel Marin, Maria Mitchell, Mae Empson, Nathan Crowder, KV Taylor, Andrew Scearce, Constella Espj, Leon J. West, Travis King, Steven J. Searce, Clint Collins, Matthew Marovich, Gary Mark Bernstein, Kirsten Brown, Kenneth Hite, Justin Everett
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awake.
****
Sun rises, though the moon refuses to go sleep. I should finish reading my mail before walking back to the sciences laboratory. Oddly enough, I got another letter from an Arkham inhabitant.
Dear Professor Riemann:
I have read with great interest your articles on what Professor Albert Einstein calls Riemannian geometry. I am impressed with how you have overthrown traditional concepts of Newtonian space. I dread getting to the point; but I have certain evidence that out of Riemannian space monstrous things have come into Arkham, MA and now live in its woods. They engage in some sort of mining activity. I have seen footprints, and of late have seen them nearer my own home. I also have overheard buzzing voices in the woods.
At one place I heard them so much that I took a phonograph there with a Dictaphone attachment and wax blank – and I shall try to arrange to have you hear the record I got. The things come from another planet, being able to live in interstellar space and fly through it on clumsy, powerful wings which have a way of resisting the ether but which are too poor at steering to be of much use in helping them about on earth.
Sir, I think that with our respective studies we can be very useful to each other. I should warn you that they like to take away men of learning once in a while, to keep informed on the state of things in the human world. THEY MAY WANT TO KIDNAP YOU. Nevertheless, I think you will find any risks worth running for the sake of knowledge. Hoping that I am not bothering you unduly, and that you will decide to get in touch with me rather than throw this letter into the waste basket as a madman’s raving, I am
Yrs. very truly,
Henry W. Akeley
Well. Mr. Akeley, Herr Einstein just got rid of the ether; his theory of relativity proved the ether exists only in Fairyland. So unfortunately I must throw your letter into the waste-basket with your fellow Arkhamite. Time to go to the laboratory.
Wait.
There may be a hidden connection between the ridges of a phonograph, and sound waves in space. Just as we etch ridges in a record, we etch vibrations in air and we etch numbers in time and space, that is, when we count one, two, and three and so on. We etch patterns towards infinity.
Say we approach geometrically the spatially extended spectrum of sound and light waves. We would have a multidimensional representation of Newton’s rainbow, the one he created by filtering light through his prism. Could I filter sound? Newton’s arch nemesis and co-inventor of the calculus, Gottfried Leibniz, once wrote that music can be mathematically described as the pleasure elicited in the mind by simple counting. Number, our translation of Greek arythmos, is nothing but rhythm.
Therefore…
Where are my lab notes? Oh, here.
Whenever we see, or hear, something pleasurable, new complexes of representations are constantly appearing and vanishing from our consciousness. We observe a constant activity of our psyche. Every activity depends upon something permanent, which is noticed as such on particular occasions (through memory) without exerting an enduring influence on phenomena. Pleasure fades.
Thus, something permanent enters our psyche continually (with every act of thought) which however exerts no influence on the world of phenomena. Every act of our psyche thus depends on something permanent, which enters with this act, but which in the same moment vanishes completely from the world of phenomena. Guided by this fact, I make the hypothesis that the universe is filled with a material, which constantly flows through the organic atoms and from there vanishes from the phenomenal world (the corporeal world). Both hypotheses can be replaced with one: in all organic atoms permanent material enters the psychical world from the corporeal.
I am falling asleep.
What if my seductive dream beings have a connection with sound wave energy as much as Mr. Akeley’s imaginary creatures have
****
Sun rises, though the moon refuses to go sleep. I should finish reading my mail before walking back to the sciences laboratory. Oddly enough, I got another letter from an Arkham inhabitant.
Dear Professor Riemann:
I have read with great interest your articles on what Professor Albert Einstein calls Riemannian geometry. I am impressed with how you have overthrown traditional concepts of Newtonian space. I dread getting to the point; but I have certain evidence that out of Riemannian space monstrous things have come into Arkham, MA and now live in its woods. They engage in some sort of mining activity. I have seen footprints, and of late have seen them nearer my own home. I also have overheard buzzing voices in the woods.
At one place I heard them so much that I took a phonograph there with a Dictaphone attachment and wax blank – and I shall try to arrange to have you hear the record I got. The things come from another planet, being able to live in interstellar space and fly through it on clumsy, powerful wings which have a way of resisting the ether but which are too poor at steering to be of much use in helping them about on earth.
Sir, I think that with our respective studies we can be very useful to each other. I should warn you that they like to take away men of learning once in a while, to keep informed on the state of things in the human world. THEY MAY WANT TO KIDNAP YOU. Nevertheless, I think you will find any risks worth running for the sake of knowledge. Hoping that I am not bothering you unduly, and that you will decide to get in touch with me rather than throw this letter into the waste basket as a madman’s raving, I am
Yrs. very truly,
Henry W. Akeley
Well. Mr. Akeley, Herr Einstein just got rid of the ether; his theory of relativity proved the ether exists only in Fairyland. So unfortunately I must throw your letter into the waste-basket with your fellow Arkhamite. Time to go to the laboratory.
Wait.
There may be a hidden connection between the ridges of a phonograph, and sound waves in space. Just as we etch ridges in a record, we etch vibrations in air and we etch numbers in time and space, that is, when we count one, two, and three and so on. We etch patterns towards infinity.
Say we approach geometrically the spatially extended spectrum of sound and light waves. We would have a multidimensional representation of Newton’s rainbow, the one he created by filtering light through his prism. Could I filter sound? Newton’s arch nemesis and co-inventor of the calculus, Gottfried Leibniz, once wrote that music can be mathematically described as the pleasure elicited in the mind by simple counting. Number, our translation of Greek arythmos, is nothing but rhythm.
Therefore…
Where are my lab notes? Oh, here.
Whenever we see, or hear, something pleasurable, new complexes of representations are constantly appearing and vanishing from our consciousness. We observe a constant activity of our psyche. Every activity depends upon something permanent, which is noticed as such on particular occasions (through memory) without exerting an enduring influence on phenomena. Pleasure fades.
Thus, something permanent enters our psyche continually (with every act of thought) which however exerts no influence on the world of phenomena. Every act of our psyche thus depends on something permanent, which enters with this act, but which in the same moment vanishes completely from the world of phenomena. Guided by this fact, I make the hypothesis that the universe is filled with a material, which constantly flows through the organic atoms and from there vanishes from the phenomenal world (the corporeal world). Both hypotheses can be replaced with one: in all organic atoms permanent material enters the psychical world from the corporeal.
I am falling asleep.
What if my seductive dream beings have a connection with sound wave energy as much as Mr. Akeley’s imaginary creatures have
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