Ludmila Naumova - Supersymmetry. Fantastic story

© Ludmila Naumova, 2018

ISBN 978-5-4493-9437-8

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

Dear reader! None of us knows exactly what will happen in thirty or forty years, one thing is clear, that the world will be different. The action of the book takes place in 2056. The life of the main character – a famous Professor of mathematics changes as soon as he visits his homeland. The book is permeated with the thoughts of the hero, which reveal his personal life, the process of mental research and discoveries. The unification of all Sciences into a single science is on the agenda. Symmetry is the cornerstone of this great union. The quantum revolution is in full swing. Artificial intelligence is already on its heels, but there is one “but” that will never allow artificial intelligence to become equal to human. The Professor is on the verge of an important discovery, but is does it need to be opened to corporations and organizations that need profit and power? This discovery has philosophical and moral aspects.

What a monk makes? He controls all thoughts and fights bad thoughts. The Buddhist religion says that the main source of energy loss is speech. The Christian religion teaches, “no matter what goes into a man’s mouth, the main thing is what comes out.” Where do thoughts come from and how do they connect with our thoughts? These, seemingly unrelated to science, issues came into close contact with research in quantum computer science, with the creation of artificial intelligence.

Until now, no one has been able to carry out gravitational-wave communication. The Professor and his associates manage to do it.

The new big discovery of the Professor is facilitated by inspiration, because love will not stop even in the most technocratic times. She was and will always be. In the words of Scripture: “Love never ceases, though prophecies will cease, and tongues will cease, and knowledge will cease”…

The book is dedicated to scientists – theorists and all researchers of Truth, located on the edge of human knowledge.

The summer of 2056.

Peregrine stopped. “Dear passengers, peregrine Falcon Moscow-Yekaterinburg-Beijing arrived at the station Ekaterinburg, 1st platform”. The Professor got out of the train, before departure remained for another 15 minutes. “The air of native Yekaterinburg… Wow! I’m just passing through…". After the mathematical conference in Moscow, Beijing was waiting for him. “I need to come back here to this city and live here a little.” He was going to do it, he was drawn to his homeland, but important things… finally, there is a large window, you just have to finish one important thing in Beijing, and after the report at the world Mathematical Congress, he will definitely come back here again.

When the Professor sat down again in Sapsan, he noted with satisfaction that there were very few people left, and he would be able to rest for several hours, all last night he was preparing a report for the world mathematical Congress. The Congress was prepared by the international quantum center. He was invited not only as a guest of honor, but also as the main speaker. Sitting comfortably in a chair, he clung to the window, trying to see the hometown of Yekaterinburg, the city was not recognizable for him. The last time he was here was 30 years ago.

Then he was quite a boy, who then successfully graduated from the faculty of mechanics and mathematics of USTU-UPI and emigrated to America, taking advantage of the invitation of Harvard University to a young but talented mathematician to work at his Department. Closing his eyes, the Professor sank into memories. Memories of his youth floated before his eyes…first love… Sapsan began to move, silent music of Bach as a sign of departure of the train sounded.

Spring 2021.

…School time, spring, on the nose final exams. He wrote poetry.:

Spring has come 21 year,

What this year will bring me

While nothing in life does not bother,

Back not one step, forward…

I’m not a poet of that words.

But in the soul of a poet,

Let there be no rose on my lips,

But there is light in the heart.

He loved literature as much as mathematics. And two years earlier, in 19-year, she suddenly appeared in his class. She was very beautiful, but very shy, with a sporty slim figure. She often asked teachers to let her go from school to sports competitions. She was mediocre in subjects, it is of little interest except mathematics, physics and physical education, and it struck him most because he was considered in the class the best who knew mathematics and physics, also in literature and other subjects, but physical education was with him not on “you”.

And she, so soft and shy, at the same time, and fast and rapid, is gave amazing results in math lessons! She solved problems without much effort on her part, and she was very sweet and kind, was not a proud Princess, and helped the Laggards, and this fact is even more captivated. The teacher of mathematics did not have’s time to ask the most tricky questions, as she immediately raised’s her hand, solving the most intricate puzzles that no one in the class could solve, and even he. At the parents ' meeting the teacher of mathematics gave her in example. On the survey of the class teacher: “who and where will go after the 9th grade”, she confidently replied – in the 10th grade, in the 11th grade, and then in the mechanics and mathematics faculty of the Ural state University. He evasively answered “in technical school”, (it is better a tit in hands, a practical reliable profession – the system administrator, than a crane in the sky). But deep in heart he also dreamed of entering the mechanics and mathematics faculty of the University. Lack of confidence, and the passion for computers was inherent in many then, and he wanted to engage in the world of computers, which would give him a College of communication in one of the faculties. She, after her appearance, transformed his world so that infected him with his example and self-confidence that the impossible suddenly became possible, inspired him, so much so that he decided to firmly enter the University. Mathematics suddenly shone extraordinary beauty, high and spiritual science, the Queen of all things. And it seemed to him that this secret only he and she understand completely. But, nevertheless, he noticed that he was not the only one who admired her. She gave inspiration to all the boys in the class. It didn’t seem to him as it seemed with the mystery of mathematics, and it really was. And he was terribly jealous. No, he and she didn’t talk to each other, they were both very timid…, but with poluvzglyada understood each other. His astonishment at the discovery of something amazing had no end, how could he penetrate so deeply into her soul, to see her soul so clearly? And no one guessed the existence of this extraordinary and incomprehensible mutual passion. What’s it? Love? He questioned himself. But why this love is so high, Platonic, afraid to offend themselves to carnal feelings? Appeals to the highest matter, such as mathematics and directs deeper and further to the knowledge of the mysteries of all mankind, and a minute later it throws in the heat and he wants to rush and kiss her without end, so much so that he barely keeps himself in the classroom? It’s unbearable!!! And that this love is mutual, he is with surprise and joy accidentally discovered when he met her gaze. She immediately lowered her gaze, blushing. But him was enough this moments, that would all understand! Oh my God! This disease occurred and with it! It was like an Ascension to heaven! What’s the matter? That’s impossible! But it happened to him. So much light! Not without surprise, he noticed that she suddenly became the best in the class in literature, English and other subjects, and he began to love physical education and even entered the sports section… they rushed on an amazing wave to the top. Being close to her every day was the height of happiness and a sufficient condition, and it seemed that such an idyll would be eternal, and no one would know about their terrible common secret called First Love…