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19 March 2005


Investigations

I looked at the sand in the ground. A whole dune had been formed next to a forest path. I took a handful so as to inspect individual grains. The grains were octagonal and fitted against each other so well that the construction looked almost symmetrical. Each grain was of a different colour but, blending with the others, the sand looked pink.

A cloud of dust, caused by traffic, passed by my eyes. I followed the dust and observed that the dust originated by humans lacked the kind of symmetry built by nature. I thought this observation was interesting, since I had expected both dust and sand to have been very similar as each consisted of small particles.

I looked for a particularly well-formed pile of sand and scattered it on the microscope. My purpose was to investigate the sand structure through the magnifying lense. To my disappointment the grains were not completely symmetrical. The zoom revealed a number of worn-out edges and other malformations.

I stood up and walked around the room. Trying to find something else to investigate, I noticed a fly on the floor. Apparently it had laid there for a long time, since its middle part was almost completely covered with dirt. I presumed the fly had been dead for a long time, and I kicked it, at which the insect buzzed and got off the ground.

I followed the fly as it flew with great effort from one end of the room to another, hardly raising above the floor level. I tried to catch the fly, but it escaped through my legs to the middle of the room. Obviously it was running out of strength since it remained still as I again approached it. I asked whether I could inspect it on the microscope. The fly answered, "Yes, if you carefully grab me by the wing and lift me on the microscope without harming my wings or other parts of the body in any way."

I lifted the insect and placed it on the glass below the lense, when my attention was diverted to a snake that was slithering into the room. The snake approached my brother Jussi and curled around his feet before he managed to do anything. I wasn't able to stop the snake. The reptile had locked my brother's feet from the ankles up to his knees. The snake stayed there and wouldn't move.