In classical physics, the entropy of a physical system is proportional to the quantity of energy no longer available to do physical work. In another universe, our systems still have this extent of randomness intact. You and i are closed vessels trying to sustain, order ourselves by consuming all energy that aids.
According to the second law of thermodynamics, in a closed system, the entropy of a system can only decrease if the entropy of another system increases.
(Lately i’ve seen entanglement apply to lovesick physicists. But it’s not in ways you’d expect it to be.)
Your entropy increases with mine and i can’t comprehend how such disorder is to be borne.
Some scientists predict the entropy of the universe will increase to the point where the randomness creates a system incapable of useful work. When only thermal energy remains, the universe would be said to have died of heat death. We’ve never been scared of death, just the end of two of us. Certain nights i wake up on the verge of death by neural transmitters, leading my spirit to the gateway of days of rot.
Entropy is beautiful because with time matter in isolated systems tends to move from order to disorder. We are beautiful because in an effort to attain order, we set ourselves free of it.