Fractals in Space

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107 m. – Earth

109 m. – Distance covered by the speed of light, in a second

1010 m. – Earth’s orbit

1011 m. – Solar System

1013 m. – Oort cloud of comets and other objects

1015 m. – Constellations

1016 m. – A light-year

1017 m. – Visually, stars appear to converge

1018 m. – Further out into the Milky Way

1020 m. – Milky Way spiral arm

1021 m. – Whole galaxy

1022 m. – A million light-years

1022 m. – Whole galaxies

1024 m. – 100 million light-years and the empty dust of space

 

10-1 m. – Skin

10-2 m. – Pore, blood vessel

10-4 m. – Capillary

10-5 m. – White blood cell

10-6 m. – DNA

10-7 m. – The double helix itself

10-8 m. – Atomic scale

10-9 m. – Hydrogen atom

10-10 m. – Electron cloud

10-11 m. – Inner space, carbon nucleus

10-14 m. – Quarks

 

Dan heard the cell phone alarm; he swiped the red ‘X’ on the phone screen up to end the din. He sat up in the bed for a few moments. One beat, two beats. The cold, from the other side of the wall, hit him in the chest this time. He struggled to get the wet shirt off, as it dried, fresh with the sweat of last night’s sleep, restless, chopped-up dreams, after lying in bed for hours, unable to capture a minute of rest.

He put on his workout clothes, for his morning run, and routine at the local gym. It was his winter gear, the close-fitting, heat-insulating, pants and shirt, the wool cap. Ankle hurt, knee ached, elbow still swollen; he ignored all these complaints. He packed his bag swiftly, toiletries for the showers, clothes for work. Brushed his teeth, with the electric brush. Struggled to zip up the bag. Out the door. Check for keys. Make sure he didn’t leave the gas on.

Outside there was a blood-red, maroon shadow on the moon: a lunar eclipse. Dan stopped and took a cellphone picture. His chest swelled; today was the day to ask for a raise.

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See also: Powers of 10 (1977) and the Simpsons version.

Related: Power laws and our understanding of the universe.

Many thanks to Kit Wren and the amazing writers of Tumblewords.

The Triptych of Dan

1.

Dan was riding on his moped, delivering pizzas. It was 8:00 PM at night. The night was humid; there was no moon.

He dipped and dodged between traffic, skirting minivans, Volkswagen beetles. He rode through a puddle, getting water and some unknown liquid on his ankles.

‘The pizzas will be cold by the time I get there,’ Dan thought.

He turned the next corner too fast and almost spun out, but righted himself right before the next red light.

As he idled, smelling diesel, he considered the red sedan that pulled up beside him. A perplexed face looked right back at him.

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2.

The boat rocked up and down, back and forth. A test plane in a gyroscope.

Dan had never been out at sea before. Now, he was here on Pierre’s boat. A tiny sailboat.

The boat listed suddenly, and Dan thought the floorboards would fly out from beneath him.

The day was stormy. Gray clouds swirled overhead. The spray hit his face. Bitter saltwater. The sea was broken silver.

Pierre had brought him here for their anniversary. Dan stood there on the deck with a flute of champagne. All he could think about was getting back on land.

Pierre was pulling the sails tighter, in the face of the wind. Land was a black speck in a view lashed with white foam.

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3.

Dan was coming down the stairs, when he saw Pierre walk out the door with his keys, moving fast, like he didn’t want to be followed. He was in his car and before long, lurching out of the driveway.

Dan had always lived his life this way, with things happening to him. Awash on the beach, tossed in the ocean, broken up in underwater caves. He didn’t sink to the floor, or sob.

He went to the window and looked out the drapes. White gossamer. The morning was foggy, an afterthought in the mind of the sun. It had rained last night, drops falling into darkness.

‘Now, I know,’ Dan thought.

In his heart, Dan said to himself, ‘He’ll be back,’ but his mind knew this was not true. Things had been sliding apart: two icebergs, passing each other, in the sea.

It was time for Pierre to go.

Dan let that thought sink into him, like a stone dropped down a well.

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Songs:

1. “You Spin Me Right ‘Round” by Dead or Alive

2.“you were toxic bae” by A l i c e on The Vape Council, Vol. 1

3. “Stay,” by Rihanna