Impossible Acceleration?

I breathe in the delicious hydrogen of space to feed the blue star at my heart. The blue star energizes me and keeps the plants, animals, and sentient symbionts warm and thriving. Every few centuries I like a drink of complex hydrocarbons from a large gaseous planet. Neptune and Jupiter are particularly satisfying. My young Charagni must drink often to build up his body and undergo the changes necessary to fly freely among the stars.

Yes, Jack. I have been watching human science develop for a thousand years. According to your physics my high acceleration is impossible, but I and my tribe have been flying around the universe for billions of years. Our flying speeds and accelerations are not theory, they are our usual way. As I fly by the 10th planet of Rigil Kantaurus, my speed is approaching the speed of light.

No Jack, my mass is not approaching infinity. I have not gained weight at all, but I'll grant you that it looks like that from Earth now. Your relatives on Earth, watching me with powerful telescopes, perceive the exertions of my wings having less and less effect, the faster I fly. But that is only an illusion. There is nothing to slow me down. Space is not a medium that becomes more and more viscous the faster I fly. It only looks that way from the outside, from the limited point of view of Earthlings. The faster we fly, the longer it takes each of my beautiful photons to reach Earth. You watch your clocks tick-tock, tick-tock, and for each tick-tock I seem to be slowing down, but I'm not slowing down. It's the illusion of Earth science.

Humans have proved I can't fly faster than light? How did they do that?

You say they built big linear accelerators and no matter how big an electro-magnetic push they gave electrons or protons, they could not push them past the speed of light? Have you thought this through, Jack? You cannot push a moon-buggy faster than you can run. Electromagnetic waves -- light -- cannot push any faster than light, so your protons cannot be accelerated any faster than light. If the proton could push itself, if it had wings, it could fly as fast as I do.

But out here among the stars I push -- I accelerate every day -- and we will arrive at the center of the Milky Way in about 300 years. I'm glad, Jack, that you came along for the ride.

Cosmic Swan Speed

Caroline joined me shortly after Charagni lifted out of the Mt. Kailas region. She wants to know:
How long it takes Cosmic Swan to travel to the center of the Galaxy, 26,000 light years from Earth?

==> After taking a refueling drink in the Rigil Kantaurus -3 system, we accelerate at about a lightyear per year-squared. We decelerate rapidly, as we encounter the dense plasma clouds thrown out by the Blackhole at the center of the Galaxy. The total time to arrive in orbit around the Blackhole is about 300 years.

Caroline then asked:
Why are we going to orbit the Blackhole?

==> Charagni will watch and wait for the best wave blowing out in the jet from the Blackhole's North pole. I will assist him to recognize the wave. I have assisted six of my offspring to surf on the waves left behind by Quasars thrown out of the Blackhole and I haven't lost one yet.

Caroline wonders why the young Cosmic Swans jump on the waves behind the Quasars?

==> Each Quasar is the seed of a new Galaxy. As the Galaxy gathers in cosmic material to form its stellar family, the young Cosmic Swan grows, swims among the new stars, and gives its people opportunities to choose new planets on which to live. When a good young planet is found, the people are set down upon it with knowledge of how to make it a good place to live for plants, animals, and the new people.

On To The Next Galaxy

As I leave the Earth where my offspring had such a struggle to be born, I have warm feelings of love for its people, animals and plants. The blue marbled planet served its purpose as the resting place for my egg. The opening of the egg and the emerge of my son, Charagni, left some scars in the land, but the Earth will heal. Those humans that remain on Earth will thrive for awhile, but the planet is fragile. The humans that chose to leave the planet as symbionts of Charagni can look forward to offspring that have an unlimited future.

Charagni is young and strong and will live for billions of years. After a good strong drink from the wine-dark sea of Rigil Kantarus 3, we swim through the cosmic sea toward the core of the Milkyway, the central mass, to the meet the great northern jet that is growing stronger as it emerges from the mother of a new Galaxy, the great Blackhole.

His long, strong wings will soften, become lighter, and grow to carry him and his people to surf on the plasma waves as they surge into space. The plasma jet creates a new galaxy, a new spinning cartwheel of stars for him, his people, and his offspring to swim in forever.