[color=6ecff6] [h1] [center] THOMAS LANCASTER [/center] [/h1] [/color]
[color=6ecff6] [h1] [center] Solaris Universatas - Thursday - #industrialscience [/center] [/h1] [/color][hr]
Sometimes we, as normal person, usually imagine scientists being the mysterious ones who spent decades inside a laboratory or a library trying to find their Eureka moment. And when they do, it would revolutionizes the world as we know it. 

But things weren't so simple and dramatic. 

[color=6ecff6]"If our brain really emits electromagnetic, which is measurable in a room shielded with mu metal, a special material that blocks external magnetic, using MEG scanner, then..."[/color] 

That Eureka moment could last for a while. 

[color=6ecff6]"The electromagnetic wave created by the brain could suggest human consciousness coming out of there."[/color]

But not entirely comprehensible.

[color=fff257]"Isn't that basically what Susan was claiming in her book as well?"[/color]

And require a little bit of tweak.

[color=6ecff6]"Yes, but we can't really measure it through classical physics. If we look deeper into the subatomic particles present and charged within the electromagnetic field, through the use of quantum theory, we can uncover how those particles generate these non-physical thoughts that our brain usually think, perceive and imagine."[/color] 

Visible to all passerby, the man sitting in the wheelchair, in his black suit, was swiftly drafting his illustration on the whiteboard nearby, while the middle-aged man nearby was pinching his chin in thoughts of the new proposition. A room reserved for only great minds. 

[color=6ecff6]"My prediction is that our consciousness exist in the state of superposition. Our thoughts are a form of quantum state, and when added together creates another valid quantum state. To measure this state of the brain, we can project a well-tuned signal into the brain. If the oscillation occurs and measured after a certain amount of time..."[/color]

[color=fff257]"Then quantum superposition occurs."[/color] The professor finished.

[color=6ecff6]"Within decoherence time, yes."[/color] 

A small but happy smile formed on the professor's lips. 

[color=fff257]"Keep going. Develop the mathematics."[/color] 

One could have a brilliant and ingenious idea or theory that could explain everything in the universe, but reality lives on numbers. If one could not develop the appropriate equations to back his or her theory, then it would merely be as rubbish as any conspiracy theories already out there in this world. 

Thomas was frozen for a while long. He surely wasn't prepared for his hypothesis to be accepted for mathematical proving so easily. It really was just a spur of a moment thing that he just got out of the book that he just finished reading in the last few hours. Minutes passed, nothing coherent and clean came into mind. 

And here is when the Eureka moment subsided, and potentially crushed...[hr]
[color=6ecff6]"Hmmm."[/color] 

Over an hour had passed, but the man in the wheelchair was still in front of the whiteboard, his marker still firmly in his hand. In front of him was an artistic masterpiece of numbers and signs. And yet, it remained unfinished. A quarter of the board remained unpainted. And one almost invisible corner, a single equivalence notation stood lonelily, sad and making no sense. He was stuck.

[color=6ecff6]"Now where can I come from here?"[/color] 

The wavelength variable constant k always had to remain fixed during the whole process. But then when the wave function was sent into its favor, its value could be altered with the effects of the Rabi oscillation. So it wouldn't be well-defined, not to mention being a constant as well. Then...

[color=6ecff6]"Why is it so cold in here all of a sudden?"[/color] 

He knew it was cold outside, but in this room was already monitored by proper heater already. How come he was still chilly here? It wasn't any common feeling of coldness. It only occurred in his palm and feet area. He could feel his grip on the marker hurting a little bit. His breathing hastened a bit. 

[color=6ecff6]"I might be thinking a little too much."[/color] 

It wouldn't hurt to take breaks. He probably should get some hot snack to warm up. 

While his wheelchair rolled across the library hall, as his mathematical equations still stuck around in his head, something slammed into his wheels. Something flesh and blood. Someone. 

Before he knew it, his chair, after having one of its wheel locked in place while the other was still moving, rotated to the left forcefully, as the person fell on him. He could visibly see flocks of pink hair over his glasses. 

[color=6ecff6]"Oh! Terribly sorry."[/color] He said as he tried to regain his stance in the wheelchair, before helping the girl up. [color=6ecff6]"My apologies, I wasn't paying attention."[/color] 

[@Amalthia][@Rodiak]