[He wishes he had his instruments here, but he picks up an empty glass tube and a scalpel holding them up for Spock to see.]
Imagine, if you will, that this tube is a unique world.
[He taps the scalpel against it and the glass rings.]
This unique world has this particular sound and only this sound. Only this world has this sound, no other.
Now.
[He picks up a different glass thing - a slide, and clinks it.]
This is a different world, with its own sound and only this sound. The two worlds have different sounds, thus different frequencies upon which their matter and atoms vibrate. This keeps all the different parallel worlds from collapsing onto themselves.
However!
[He puts them both down and looks to Spock, pointing to the world around them.]
This place has a harmonic frequency, allowing for everyone to be here without pulling us apart at the seams. Normally a person from one universe cannot cross to another without having dire consequences, or dying. But here, we all exist mostly unchanged and alive. This can only be explained by the world being able to continuously adjust its frequency to match that of all the inhabitants contained within the barrier.
So! [He punctuates his point vehemently by stabbing the air and turning around, picking up his box of organized but mostly empty slides.] I propose to find that frequency and each frequency on which the people of this place vibrate. By isolating that, one can pass back through the fabric of this reality and return safely to their own world.
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[He wishes he had his instruments here, but he picks up an empty glass tube and a scalpel holding them up for Spock to see.]
Imagine, if you will, that this tube is a unique world.
[He taps the scalpel against it and the glass rings.]
This unique world has this particular sound and only this sound. Only this world has this sound, no other.
Now.
[He picks up a different glass thing - a slide, and clinks it.]
This is a different world, with its own sound and only this sound. The two worlds have different sounds, thus different frequencies upon which their matter and atoms vibrate. This keeps all the different parallel worlds from collapsing onto themselves.
However!
[He puts them both down and looks to Spock, pointing to the world around them.]
This place has a harmonic frequency, allowing for everyone to be here without pulling us apart at the seams. Normally a person from one universe cannot cross to another without having dire consequences, or dying. But here, we all exist mostly unchanged and alive. This can only be explained by the world being able to continuously adjust its frequency to match that of all the inhabitants contained within the barrier.
So! [He punctuates his point vehemently by stabbing the air and turning around, picking up his box of organized but mostly empty slides.] I propose to find that frequency and each frequency on which the people of this place vibrate. By isolating that, one can pass back through the fabric of this reality and return safely to their own world.