Nature, like Phyllis, abhors a vacuum. And therein lies the conundrum.
Stuff keeps trying to fill up empty space, because that's one of the Universal Laws, of which there are many as we shall see in this series. That stuff keeps trying to fill up empty space is good for jet aircraft and sucking up a vanilla shake in a straw. This is why a nurse can suck up antibiotics in that vial with a needle so you can get a shot in the ass. Ever try to run a back hoe without hydraulics? Give that a go and see how much suction means to you.
But Nature, as we shall see, can be a cruel task master. While stuff is trying to fill up empty space, it smashes up against a law that takes a higher priority in the hierarchy of laws, and that is that stuff can't occupy the same space as something else. This is why bullets kill people. But the bullet has to be going at a good rate of speed, because there is another law that says speed is more powerful than mass. We'll cover that later.
I'm not quite sure how to break this to you, so I'll just say it straight up. The Universe is trying to equalize itself. It's like a big wave that crashes against a rock and then bounces back the other way. All of the particles in the Universe are trying to fill up all the space, bounce against each other, fill up the space, bounce against each other until everything calms down and becomes a placid sea, like early in the morning when you can see the shore reflected in a perfect mirror.
And what, you may be wondering, effect does that have on us? Will our bodies become oozing, viscous gels that slide around like melting ice cream, and then move on to the next stage of becoming vapors floating away in the clouds? No. That's not going to happen. It's not going to happen because we're going to act now to take care of our planet.
Will you join me in saving the human race along with the rest of life on Earth? Or will you stick your head in the sand where your cell phone is there waiting for you to cast your vote on the next American Idol? It's up to you. It's up to me. We're at a turning point in history, where we stand on the precipice that makes our future for us and our children or we can turn into globules of jelly, floating for eternity in nothingness.
"What does it take?" you have a right to ask. "How can I help save us all?" I'll tell you. One dollar. If you each just send me one dollar, I'll have enough to build my spaceship, and it will be big enough for all of us! We will jettison to a different Universe, where they don't have any stupid laws and Phyllis won't abhor a vacuum.
