this poem of mine was originally at everyday genius. i don’t know why but about an hour ago i was like ‘i should annotate that’ so i did.
 this is something in physics called the observer effect - basically the very act of observing or measuring something changes the object. when you put your hand into a cold ocean there is an (albeit insignificant) amount of heat transfer from your warm hand to the h2o molecules around it.
 somebody once told me that jupiter has all the makings of a star it just didn’t ‘ignite.’ i thought that was sad, but it’s not really very true. jupiter would need to be about 75 times more massive to start fusing hydrogen atoms. it’s still a very interesting planet though.
 this is also sort-of true. due to the conservation of mass and that lion king circle of life thing if you bury me on a mountain i won’t necessarily be reincarnated as the mountain (duh) but my atoms could eventually become part of the mountain (grass, dirt, trees) in some way.
 this is true and beautiful. i mean, it’s kind of beyond human hearing but still pretty cool.
 the jury is still hella out on this one. i actually discovered the theory because there is this conspiracy theory that the moon is too unique to be a real moon and instead it is a space station run by aliens that observe us. that’s batshit crazy. but i really like the idea of the moon ringing like a bell.
 this is just a hunch.
 this is true although it’s kind of complicated how they came to that eventual conclusion.
[7.5] this is also true and ugh.
 yeah i think everyone kind of knows that logically the idea of having a perfect unique soulmate is a silly idea. this comic i read makes it even more interesting and sad and hilarious and sad all at the same time.
 a good friend of mine who also knows this to be true asked me what the big deal was. not actually touching? so what? i think she’s right but also it’s still a little sad to me.
I just. Ugh. it’s too good.