You, who clicked on this post, realize that you are rubbing your index finger against the plastic of your computer mouse. From this contact comes a slight heating. A warm-up, however, very real. Reported in the infinitely small, this heating causes the jump of an electron that leaves its atom and then comes crashing into another particle.
But this particle is, in fact, "relatively" immense. So that the shock with the electron is for this particle a real upheaval. Before, it was inert, empty, cold. Because of your "click", here it is in crisis. By this gesture, you have provoked something of which you will never know all the consequences.
An explosion in the infinitely small.
Fragments of matter expelled.
Diffused energy.
Microworlds may be born, people live there, and these beings will discover metallurgy, steam cooking and stellar travel. They may even be more intelligent than us. And they would never have existed if you had not had clicked on this post and if your finger had not caused a warm up, precisely at this point of the computer mouse.
At the same time, our universe surely finds its place by the tip of a gigantic finger, a shoe sole or the foam of a beer can of some other giant civilization.
Our generation will probably never have the means to check between which infinitely small and which infinitely large we are. But what we know, or at least the particle that contains our universe, was empty, cold, black, motionless. And then someone or something caused the crisis. We clicked on a Steemit post, we walked on a stone, we scraped the foam of a beer can. Still, there was an "awakening". At home, we know, it was a huge explosion. It was named big-bang.
Imagine this vast space of silence suddenly awakened by a titanic explosion. Why did we click this post up there? Why was the beer foam scraped?
So that everything evolves and comes to this second where you, precise reader, read this particular post, in this specific place where you are.
And perhaps, every time you scroll down this page, a new universe is created, somewhere in the infinitely small. Enjoy your immense power.
