Wednesday, September 28, 2016

A. Huxley : ''I love matter, I find it miraculous''

Nature gives me a materialistic joy. When I pick a white pebble on the shore, or look at the bright transparency of a wave which falls, or at the bark of a tree, or at an apple or a sweet pepper, or wet moss after the rain -when I look at them closely and attentively, I feel that the matter of these objects is incessantly active and living and fresh and new. And I have in mind this idea : there is no old matter. Matter doesn't grow old. Physicists say the electron is almost eternal, but are there ageing and worn electrons ? My hypothesis is that billions and billions years after their creation, longlife particles are as active and as new as in the beginning. I would like to put this question to a physicist : are particles subject to ageing, to gradual physical degradation, like living beings or like a pan or a car or a house ? Are there rusty electrons ?

Huxley, in Calcutta, visited Bose's laboratory and wrote : ''I love matter, I find it miraculous''. (Jesting Pilate, 1926). For me, the miracle is that matter renews itself incessantly. Material things are always new. We see old things because we are imprisoned in the practical perception -in what French philosopher Bergson called ''practical simplification'' (in the famous digression of Laughter's third chapter : What is the object of art ). This practical perception is related to our needs. To survive, we have to perceive useful and harmful things. We need what we call clean and fresh food, and we throw away whatever we perceive as dirty or rotten. But in nature all is fresh and clean, and for some animals mud is a sweet and lovely home. We have to perceive the useful/harmful aspects of physical reality, and we may be blind to all the rest.

''Miraculous'' : one reads the same word in Eddington's The Nature of the Physical World :

''Reviewing their properties one by one, there seems to be nothing to choose between the two tables for ordinary purposes ; but when abnormal circumstances befall, my scientific table shows to advantage. If the house catches fire my scientific table will dissolve quite naturally into scientific smoke, whereas my ordinary table undergoes a metamorphosis of its substantial nature which I can only regard as miraculous.''

And is it not a miracle that an inert log in the basket becomes in the hearth light and heat and smoke and a few grams of ash ? What are the true properties of matter if wood can become light and heat ? Matter is not a living being in the proper sense of living, but it is an incessantly active being*, and all around us this active being renews itself at every moment. In the world of matter, the concept of ageing seems meaningless. Matter is energy, and in physical processes there is no loss of energy -no loss of youth : something new happens at every moment. Is not this continuous refreshing physical newness the most striking feature in nature ? 

  

Every step I take in any place, quiet streets and parks, or a village with small gardens, or a grassy path in the countryside -all the more so if the sun pours its incessant flux of sparkling photons, is a material enchantment (in Emerson's words : ''a perennial festival''). The more one's perception sharpens, the more one becomes an eager and nature-loving materialist.
 
* I like this sentence (on particleadventure.org) : Electrons are in constant motion around the nucleus, protons and neutrons jiggle within the nucleus, and quarks jiggle within the protons and neutrons.

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