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Light Accelerates

Papoose Fiction: Light Always Accelerates

Light continually accelerates so the rate is immediately exponentiated continuously, which is why we think light moves so fast. Really, light's starting velocity is too slow to measure, but since it always accelerates exponentially in microseconds, by the time one second has passed, a beam of light can stretch around the whole globe. Light doesn't travel it stretches. Especially when there is only lack of existence separating objects, like the empty void of space.
When there is matter and atmosphere, light appears to travel rather than stretch, but that is because the particles are always accelerating as the waves expand its scope.


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