JASPERSPRITE: A beam of light i think is like a drop of rain or a long piece of yarn that dances around when you play with it and make it look enticing!
JASPERSPRITE: And the way that it shakes is the same as what makes notes in a song!
JASPERSPRITE: And a song i think can be written down as letters.
JASPERSPRITE: So if you play the right song and it makes all the right letters then those letters could be all the letters that make life possible.
JASPERSPRITE: So all you have to do is wake up and learn to play the rain!
JASPERSPRITE: Does that make sense rose sorry i disappeared for so
long.
ROSE: Sort of.
ROSE: It sounds like you aren’t exactly in complete command of this information yourself, so I won’t press you on it f
or now.

Jaspersprite, lacking the presence of mind to properly understand the physics of Rose’s quest, very sweetly articulates it as a web-weave of vague, tangentially-related concepts - which I can’t help but compare to the drunken Rose’s ramblings about gravity and apples. like maybe I was right, then, when I suggested that the incoherence of the apple rant was part of the point - she’s expressing a tangle of ideas that she lacks the sobriety to properly make sense of, and thus it’s up to the reader to figure out what all these disconnected ideas have in common?

“A beam of light [is] a long piece of yarn” / “And the way that it shakes is the same as what makes a song” is also a pretty ham-handed allusion to string theory, and while I lack the advanced quantum physics background to properly parse what THAT could possibly be about - surely it can only lead us back in the direction of gravity?