The (theoretical) 4th-5th Law of Thermodynamics

Six years ago, the weather was much like it is today; sunny, breezy, full of life. 

At that point in time, the numbers (12479) I had been seeing for six years, appeared like clockwork in a small Northern Ontario graveyard. 

Between the numbers, the names George Gordon and John Murray; I knew my fate was sealed, destiny had caught up with me. My path of life had met its turning point, and the Whitewolf Visions journey morphed into a book series. 

Today, six years later, I stand before you; with a book containing 4 books from the series, a poetry collection, and a theoretical Law of Thermodynamics.

The calculations in The (theoretical) 4th-5th Law of Thermodynamics, of WH1TEW0LF V1S10NS: Book V The Thermodynamics of Ada Lovelace, were devised by using the sub-zero temperatures for Absolute Zero and the Cosmic Microwave Background; it was written/hidden in a journal from 2018, sitting, waiting patiently for me to give words to the numbers, waiting for me to open my eyes, mind, and let my imagination rule. 

While learning about Ada Lovelace, daughter of George Gordon Byron, also known as Lord Byron, her interests in light, magnetics, and thermodynamics peaked my curiosity; and I began to learn the laws of thermodynamics. 

Ada, Countess of Lovelace (Image from Wikipedia)

My brain clicked at the Third Law, which states, in some circumstances, there can be more than ONE temperature for Absolute Zero; I scoured my journals until I found what I was looking for, and promptly began writing the (theoretical) 4th-5th Law.

Within this wave of thought, and the 4th-5th Law, I was redirected to the alphanumerics of Book III. The numbers and alphanumerics began to mimic numeric particles frozen in time in a colossal Memory of Numbers, and were seared into the thermodynamic calculations of the (theoretical) 4th-5th Law of Thermodynamics (written by the most unlikely person, me).

The theoretical Law making begins on page 144 in WH1TEW0LF V1S10NS: Iam………12479 ants marchiNg available on Amazon. 

WH1TEW0LF V1S10NS: B00K 45/45 Iam………12479 ants marchiNg: Beatty, Candalee: 9780995304789: Books – Amazon.ca

Introduction to The Thermodynam’iks of Ada Lovelace

(Below is the introduction to B00K V The Thermodynam’iks of Ada Lovelace of WH1TEW0LF V1S10NS: B00K 45/45………12479 ants marchiNg. This book is a deep dive into the realignments of the Maya Long Count, and Ada, Countess of Lovelace, daughter of George Gordon, Lord Byron.)

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It is difficult to follow the rules of science and physics, when you do not know them. It was not rules or any paved road I was following when I stumbled onto this path; it was 5 numbers, and the wind that brought me to my knees.

It was kind of funny and hilarious how blind I was, still am, even with these inch-thick spectacles I wear to see clearly, without impediment.

This is literally all I know about these numbers, and their path, paths. I vow to follow these until my dying day. I celebrate here, now, then, and there. From the ground up, but further, and farther; as they say: as above, so below.

The focus is narrow, like a bull in a china shop; my horns are imaginary, they live in my DNA, AND are my numbers, I know it in my soul, and my hands vibrate with the truth in these numbers. The numbers are what make it non-fiction.

I have absolutely no institutional education of the scientific, mathematics, or physics (classical or quantum) fields. Some might wonder: what business have I meddling with the birth and death of stars, and ultimately reincarnation of the soul? This is me, on the laser super-highway to wherever the hell it is we are from; this is the epitome of “following the light”.

The path of light, where only darkness truly remembers what light looked like in the beginning; it is like a dream where out of nowhere, or Nowhen, light beams appear; hovering, illuminating, dancing, and humming together, suspended in motion arched in a rainbow of colourful, playful particles dancing over you as you pass by, or dare to pass through; sometimes there is no other way but through the rainbow. Trust me, I have been there, and driven through one.

I think to myself now: “why did you not stop, step into, and through that rainbow…?” I did not even take a photograph. I was a little scared, to be honest. Scared of what? I do not know, but it is not every day you pass through a rainbow.

I remember when I saw the end of the rainbow on that dusty, wooded back road in Northern Ontario. I thought about taking a photo but did not want the light to change before I drove through it. How many chances in one life does one have of driving THROUGH a rainbow??

Compelled, I opened the windows to let the rainbow in and charged forward, slowly of course; then in awe I watched the light particles trickle and wash over the vehicle.

I did not stop perhaps because the road, literally, was in the middle of nowhere; unpaved, with not one house, for two hundred kilometres; no buildings, no hydro or telephone poles; it was just that rainbow, me, my vehicle, and the harsh northern elements, with loud, big, hungry insects.

After the rainbow, destiny and fate decided I should bathe in the silence of the forest; I had forgotten my phone charger, meaning no playlists would be played, and the radio could not pick up a signal in the middle of nowhere. So, I made the decision to continue in silence for the next 12 hours.

I also decided to rent the truck for another day to watch the sunrise, and to visit a few more of the faraway places I missed so much. It was all worth it; my soul needed that runaway, I needed to drive through that rainbow, I needed the wind, the sun, the trees, the fresh pine-infused air, and to walk along the pebbled beaches of Lake Superior.

At that point this book, the one you are holding, was not even on my radar. I was in the middle of nowhere, rewriting B00K IV Xolotl Presents the Book of Destiny and Fate; all the books were to be offered individually, and I was still planning B00K V to be a joint Ada Lovelace and Lord Byron story.

It was just before the folds of…of…everything unfolded before my very eyes, it was just before Venus swallowed me whole; which all seems like leap years away, but it has only been 8 Gregorian months.

The folds and the numbers between are ultimately what changed the delivery of this series, but as I said, as you know: everything happens for a reason.

This is the path I have chosen to add my light to. This is the path of light from the heart of the Universe. I come to you free of cumbersome attachments; kicking, screaming, clawing my way to the end…unstoppable really. I do not even see death as an obstacle.

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