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This is why I went on to study physics - I never was someone who could stop asking “why?” All it does is provide yet more profound questions.
"…I never was someone who could stop asking “why?”" When a kid of about four I found a pair of WWII headphones and took them to my father who pulled out the iron diaphragm and showed me magnetism at work—somehow some magical force was pulling the diaphragm back into the headphone with seemingly nothing in between. Absolutely fascinated, I wanted to know what this invisible 'magic' was. Many decades later every time I…
I got sucked into the infinite perspective vortex from the cosmology angle - a grandmother with a vast collection of pulp sci fi and clear skies over her canal boat. And yes, magnets, what is this devilry and why will nobody tell me how it works?
Upon discovering said imponderables I moved to the woods instead - building infrastructure of all varieties from the ground up, playing with hydropower, that sort of thing - and of course EE gets jammed in all over the place, and when I can get away with something simple and analogue, I do.
I build things because the alternative is spending tracts of time staring into the abyssal fact that explanation is always ultimately internal to the system being explained.