The rules of the quantum world mean that we can process information much faster than is possible using the computers we use now.
Professor Lorenzo Romano Amedeo Carlo Avocadro di Quaregna e di Cerreto’s Quantum Leap
C. Angelo Caci
Given for one instance an intelligence which could comprehend all the forces by which nature is animated and the respective positions of the beings which compose it, if moreover this intelligence were vast enough to submit these data to analysis, it would embrace in the same formula both the movements of the largest bodies in the universe and those of the lightest atom; to it nothing would be uncertain, and the future as the past would be present to its eye.
— Pierre-Simon Laplace
Professor Lorenzo Romano Amedeo Carlo Avocadro di Quaregna e di Cerreto, a reputed religious man, discreet lady’s man, as well as a longtime fan of the mathematician Pierre-Simon Laplace, embowed with a rather ubiquitous reputation for being a windbag—as may be testified in an article he authored, yet to be peer reviewed, titled, Une Façon de Déterminer à tout Moment la Vitesse et la Position Simultanément des Particules en se Rapportant à Eux-mêmes, bien que Provisoire, Particules et Leurs Chemins Complets et le Temps Global Passé dans leur Voyage basé sur la Relativité et la Vitesse de la Lumière Étant une Constante dans par Rapport à la Vitesse de la Particule (What you might ask, is a man with a Spanish name as long as an object being sucked into and spaghetti-fied at the event horizon of a black hole doing writing an article in French? That, dear reader, is another story. It would suffice to say that things used to be so simple. Life was much simpler, that is before having gained his doctorate in Physics. Oh, for the power of titles to inflate the ego!)—while lavishing in a suspended state of unfocused concentration known as a non-doxastic mental state, inaugurated by the apparent polarity that exists between that of his niece practicing piano to the autocracy of a metronome, and losing (almost imperceptibly so) impetus with each militant tick and subsequent bellicose tock of this maniacal mechanism, while her tiny brother toddling across the floor is observed to be so thoroughly engulfed in the joy of animation, as pronounced by the brilliance of his enlarged, yet unfocused—perhaps deceptively so—blue—surely as bright as a midsummer sky—eyes, together with that of a pronounced drool stretching, rather tenaciously so, from a watery pink little mouth to the expanse of terra firma below, came to the sudden and indubitably profound realization (Eureka!, might have been the professor’s [one who’s not ordinarily given to such bromidic ecphonema] heraldry, had he not such a distaste for conventional proclamations) that several parallel universes can be traversed in a quantum leap simply by finding the right vibration, ergo, passion—for what is passion if not energy, and what is energy if not the vibration of matter? Just as Einstein predicted, he thought (“Everything is energy and that’s all there is to it. Match the frequency of the reality you want and you can not help but get that reality. It can be no other way. This is not philosophy. This is physics.”).
In continuance of this thought-train: Yes, passion for its own sake, without allegiance to any expression, but present in all processes of creative expression. From a child discovering their ability to maneuver, to a violinist playing from the soul, to an artist in the process of creating a work of art—and that’s not all, he surmised—a PMM (perpetual motion machine) is indeed possible as well—indeed, manifest!—as it (passion / energy) would be perpetually aware of itself involved in a constant state of neoteric oscillation. This is possible, since passion holds no allegiance to any laws, procedures or paradigms, and, since it bears no mass per se, it is not defined, or confined to the stigmatism of Newtonian physics, nor General Relativity for that matter, yet contains within its perpetuity both Newtonian physics and General Relativity. Thus, drawing energy to energy in such a way that entropy, like a pendulum, would reverse due to the principle of uncertainty perpetuated by the influx of perpetual passion—perpetual passion, yes!—perhaps even amplifying it in the process, like an object gaining mass as it approaches the speed of light, as friction will actually become lost due to such a reversal and invoking the third law of thermodynamics, especially concerning the relationship between all forms of energy.
To wit, upon this seemingly innocuous realization the good professor simply vanished, merging with, or actually being morphed into, each of the squillion ambient molecules that comprise the Misty where all possibilities exist in the virtual, and, can become corporeal simply by observation. And so, not unlike Irma la Douce, the French prostitute in the movie, Irma la Douce, who was reputed to have jumped from bed to bed, so then did the good professor become quantum entangled taking quantum leaps from anything and everything that crossed the event horizon of his consciousness.
 His intellectual countenance, including his single-minded motivation and goals for career, philosophy, love-life, even his name, indeed, IT was so simple then.