that is correct. The challenge is to locate the object in the mind. Where it is physically doesn’t seem to matter. But you need to have a very precise vision of where it is exactly. You can’t just give GPS coordinates.”
Dr. Wheeling’s expression turned gloomier, “Oh my God. Mankind is not ready for this.”
When Dr. Wheeling walked away wanting some time to think, Planck too said he had some things he had to do. All agreed to meet in three hours for dinner and to resume the conversation. Gabriela and David went back to their room and decided to take a walk along the beach. They changed into shorts and tee-shirts and walked out of their room and soon had the sand underfoot and the cool ebb and flow of the sea nuzzling their ankles. The sun was nearing the horizon and a breeze lightly drifted over them dissipating the lingering heat of the day. Though they walked holding hands their thoughts were far from any notions of romance.
The writer in him led David to composing paragraphs in his mind that he was afraid he might never see published. “We are now among the very few people in the world who know that the laws of physics … the laws of the Universe …allow a man with just his mind –“
“Women too!” Gabriela interjected.
“Yes. Allow a person with just his or her mind to alter the molecular structure of matter and to move that matter through space. Moreover we know that this power of mental manipulation can be enhanced with a simple electronic device that broadcasts electromagnetic waves to an accommodating Universe that is apparently open to suggestions. So, you want to change the weather? Move a hurricane from here to there? No problem. You want to cure your friend or colleague of a brain tumor? No problem! Your fruit isn’t ripe yet? No problem! Who knew?”
Gabriela kicked some of the surf at David. “That’s why you are a writer and not a physicist! Think about what we are learning! Is everything we thought we knew about physics wrong or does this fit somewhere in it or on top of it? Planck several times mentioned ‘The Universe’ as if it is a partner in this. I can’t wait to find out what the frequency is of Planck’s little device. Is the Universe really listening to it? I think we are going to have to redefine what we mean by ‘the Universe’.”
David kicked some water back at Gabriela. In doing so he took note of how great she looked in the little cropped off tee and running shorts she had on. Looking at her, people would have guessed swimsuit model long before they would have considered astrophysicist. As he was thinking about what they might do back in their room before dinner, Gabriela said, “You never told me how good looking Planck was.”
“Ten years ago he wasn’t. It’s not that he looks so different – but now he just looks better. I guess he works out now but not then. He looked more sickly and neurotic then….Why? Do you find him attractive?” David had always been good enough looking in the sandy haired boy next door way to not have to think about how he looked. Now however, comparing himself to Planck, he felt like he might be losing out. Planck he was sure would fine Gabriela beautiful – and he didn’t seem to have anyone.
“Let’s see… he sort of looks like Brad Pitt and his IQ is probably around 200 and maybe his work will rewrite the laws of physics. And he doesn’t feel the need to talk all the time. Sounds to me like he’s every brainy girl’s dream!”
David started to think about whether he should be worried. He didn’t normally think in those terms. Actually it had never occurred to him before, but he had to admit, Gabriela could easily find Planck very attractive. He found he didn’t like that thought at all. He tried to not think about it, and yet there it was in his mind again.
Gabriela had a delighted little smile which she hid