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Marty Champions:
from a book written by tesla's closest friend When the acute sensitivity reduced to normal, permi tting him to resume work, Tesla took a walk in the city park of Budapest with a former classmate, named Szigeti, one late afternoon in February, 1882. while a glorious sunset ov erspread the sky with a flamboyant splash of throbbing colors, Tesla engaged in one of his favo rite hobbies— reciting poetry. As a youth he had memorized many volumes, and he was now pleased to note that the terrific punishment his brain had experienced had not di minished his memory. One of the works which he could recite from beginning to end was Goethe’s Faust. The prismatic panorama which the sinking sun wa s painting in the sky reminded him of some of Goethe’s beautiful lines: “The glow retreats, done is the day of toil” “It yonder hastes, new fields of life exploring” “Ah, that no wing can lift me from the soil” 41 “Upon its track to follow, follow soaring” Tesla, tall, lean and gaunt, but with a fire in his eye that matched the flaming clouds of the heavens, waved his arms in the air and swayed his body as he voiced the undulating lines. He faced the color drama of the sky as if addressing the red-glowin g orb as it flung its amorphous masses of hue, tint and chrome across the domed vault of heaven. Suddenly the animated figure of Tesla snapped into a rigid pose as if he had fallen into a trance. Szigeti spoke to him but got no answer. Again his words were ignored. The friend was about to seize the towering motionless figure and shake him into consciousness when instead Tesla spoke. “Watch me!” said Tesl a, blurting out the words like a child bubbling over with emotion: “Watch me reverse it.” He was still gazing into the sun as if that incandescent ball had thrown him into a hypnotic trance. Szigeti recalled the image from Goethe that Tesla had been reciting: “The glow retreats . . . It yonder hastes, new fields of life exploring” a poetic description of the setting sun, and then his next words—“watch me! watch me reverse i t.” Did Tesla mean the sun? Did he mean that he could arrest the motion of t he sun about to sink below the horizon, reverse its action and start it rising again toward the zenith? “Let us sit and rest for a while,” said Sziget i. He turned him toward a bench, but Tesla was not to be moved. “Don’t you see it?” expostulated the excited Tesla. “See how smoothly it is running? Now I throw this switch—and I reverse it. See! It goes just as smoothly in the opposite direction. watch! I stop it. I start it. There is no spar king. There is nothing on it to spark.” “But I see nothing,” said Szigeti. “T he sun is not sparking. Are you ill?” “you do not understand,” beamed the still excited Tesla, turning as if to bestow a benediction on his companion. “It is my al ternating-current motor I am talking about. I have solved the problem. Can’t you see it right here in front of 42 me, running almost silently? It is the rotating magnetic field that does it. See how the magnetic field rotates and drags the armature around with it? Isn’t it beautiful? Isn’t it sublime? Isn’t it simp le? I have solved the problem. Now I can die happy. But I must live , I must return to work and bui ld the motor so I can give it to the world. No more will men be slaves to hard tasks. My motor will set them free, it will do the work of the world.” Szigeti now underst ood. |
Wiggs:
Johnny why dont you recreate Tesla's inventions and give us all free energy. I gave you link to all his papers about a month ago in a thread I created for you. But you never responded. |
Marty Champions:
--- Quote from: Wiggs on July 21, 2014, 06:01:09 PM ---Johnny why dont you recreate Tesla's inventions and give us all free energy. I gave you link to all his papers about a month ago in a thread I created for you. But you never responded. --- End quote --- i always respond to pm's even if they are hate mail i never seen the thread either broseph |
Natural Man:
mental illness. |
Marty Champions:
--- Quote from: uberman on July 21, 2014, 06:07:25 PM ---mental illness. --- End quote --- bwahhahah you are SHORT and pround of your little hairless body |
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