Characters:
Professor Quillibrace
Mr Blottisham
Miss Elowen Stray
Blottisham:
Singularities! Infinite density! Points where physics breaks! Surely the universe is unravelling!
Quillibrace:
Not unravelling—simply signalling the limits of our classical descriptions.
Elowen Stray:
So they’re not physical infinities, then?
Quillibrace:
No. They are locations where the equations of general relativity indicate a breakdown in the classical model.
Blottisham:
Breakdown? The universe is polite, not permissive! How can it break down?
Quillibrace:
It does not break down. Our models do.
Blottisham:
Then what about event horizons? The point of no return?
Quillibrace:
Horizons are boundaries relative to observers. They are relational features, not cosmic traps.
Elowen Stray:
So falling into a black hole isn’t being “destroyed” immediately?
Quillibrace:
Your description depends on your frame. Locally, nothing catastrophic occurs at the horizon itself.
Blottisham:
I cannot imagine a universe so polite!
Quillibrace:
Politeness is relativity’s signature. It refrains from judging the observer.
Elowen Stray:
And singularities?
Quillibrace:
They are points where our model signals: Here, new physics is needed. Not apocalypse.
Blottisham:
So the universe doesn’t collapse into itself?
Quillibrace:
It does not. Only our certainty collapses if we insist on absolute extrapolation.
Elowen Stray:
So the trouble with singularities and horizons…
Quillibrace:
…is that we mistake the limits of description for cosmic catastrophe.
Blottisham:
Then I am to stop panicking at every point of infinite curiosity?
Quillibrace:
Yes. Observe the constraints, respect the horizons, and leave melodrama to fiction.
(Blottisham slumps in relief; Elowen smiles, enjoying the calm clarity at the edge of spacetime.)
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