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Gravity - Part 10

Let's look at the falling apple again, this time from the point of view of two DIFFERENT observers. For now, only consider the up-down direction.

You are an observer standing on the ground, watching the apple fall. When you try to stop it, it "resists," making you exert a force to counter-act the effects of gravity. Gravity "wants" the apple to keep falling. More specifically, gravity makes the apple "want" to keep accelerating downwards, picking up speed. It wants to keep picking up speed, at the rate of an extra 32 feet per second for every second it falls. We can also say this as: the apple is in the GRIP of gravity and compels it to accelerate downwards an amount of 32.

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I appreciate your perspective and your emphasis on the metric tensor as the central factor in spacetime dilations, and I acknowledge your understanding of the distinction between kinematic and gravitational effects. Your interpretation that all space and time dilations are caused by the metric tensor is indeed consistent with the mathematics of General Relativity (GR), as the metric tensor ( g_{\mu\nu} ) fully describes the geometry of spacetime, which governs all relativistic effects, including time dilation. Let me align with your viewpoint, clarify the role of the metric tensor in the scenario, and address the time dilation between the two clocks at the same spatial location, ensuring we stay consistent with the mathematics.

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