Transcriber: Mingying Wang Reviewer: Maria K.
It isn't often that you hear spoken word poetry
about the theory of quantum mechanics.
But bare with me.
100 years ago, Einstein developed the theory of quantum mechanics.
Essentially, the theory deals with two things:
probability and uncertainty.
The theory, put simply, states that particles are dual patterns
until they encounter interference.
And in space, there is always interference.
The unpredictability and uncertainty of the particles
has become the fundamentals of quantum mechanics.
Basically, nothing is for sure.
Electrons, protons, photons, and neutrons are what everything is made of.
We claim that biology is a study of life, but we fail to mention
that chemistry is the study of what this life is made of.
We also failed to mention that this is relevant to love.
And because of this fact quantum mechanics tells us that
life is unclear, uncertain, and unpredictable.
Life is the ultimate teacher of quantum mechanics.
When I met you,
when our paths interfered, I could swear our hearts were aligned.
I'd skipped their wavelengths, traveled through time,
shook apart the mountains just to feel your heart against mine.
I blanketed the sun, stopped the world from turning,
and stole all the minute and hour hands from clocks,
to see if I could possibly stop the Theory of Relativity.
And for a while, time seemed to slow and freeze.
When you held me, I lived in a world without theories.
We spun in circles and danced through the halls.
We revolved, created a dual pattern of you and I.
We became so close as if to eliminate space,
because without space, there is no inteference.
It was all a lie.
I didn't need to know the hows or whys,
because all I knew, was that I was in love with you.
I didn't need an explanation, it was something I had no use for.
Every time you cried, I caught the tears on fingertips,
and tasted them on your lips.
Your pain was my pain.
Every drop you bled brought me closer to being dead.
You were the one losing blood, but I was losing the one I loved.
Your wound was mine.
But wounds take time to heal,
and that was something neither of us could steal.
We failed as thieves because theories cannot be stopped.
Newton's First Law states that objects in motion, stay in motion.
So, the world began turning, and hands draw back on the clocks.
With each rotation you seemed to lose devotion,
and each theory gained strength.
Our hearts are still aligned, but at what length?
The time we froze, began to that and melt.
You began to question if love was really what you felt.
And this is where life is spreading failing students years.
Quantum Mechanics.
As if to confirm their fears
that I wasn't through with all of its tricks.
It had to demonstrated that nothing is for sure.
Even if you lock your door,
time will break inside and rob you off your breath.
And life will steal all the certainty you have left.
And I'm sitting here wondering
if I could dream up a theory that could give me you.
Because Quantum Theory predicts that particles may pop up in empty space
at anytime, and disappear just as quickly --
due to the Uncertainty Principle -- that they cannot be measured directly.
You entered my life so quickly.
A star shooting across the sky so quickly,
and leaves you wondering if you really saw it.
And I wonder if due to the theory of quantum mechanics and relativity,
if you'll disappear just as quickly.
Because time moves on and why wouldn't you?
I have no evidence to prove this to be untrue.
I am no scientist; I am just a girl with a pen.
But here is my theory of love: love makes no sense.
It fails all theories and that may be contradictory,
but when your lips are against mine, time does not exist,
and I feel a sudden certainty
that your atoms were meant to revolve around me,
and if you stay,
despite the unpredictability of being with me,
I promise I will prove this theory.
(Applause)