The theoretical physics world is hurting.

That is why I heard creepy sarcasm.  It looks like English lit acadamia is my friend, and theoritical physics is unfriendly.  How I discussed anything is the interest my site gets from people with PHD's.  I have known this for at least five years.  Yes I consider that a great compliment.

The future.

I see that people are making big plans, but far too few minor plans.  People get defined by their loyalties in forms of repetitive actions.  It is a potatoe and some steak they are eating rather than having a larger buffet.  And that is evident often soon after someone opens their mouth, how fast is so fast that it can be tricky.  Yet if a person says they exaggerate a lot it would be wise to believe them.

My recent thinking might sound slightly strange I admit.

Just give them some thought please.  I am making a pointy statement.  That black holes might point something out is more the point.  If this is a kind of hologram we live in that is not ruining my life, but in fact helps explain my high defintion tv better in some way, and tells me that the world is more magical, not less, and what I think and feel must be even more central then I ever realized before, since a hologram is not that weighty, but how light it can be is the question if it is not to depress us.

I heard a famous theorist tonight,

Use a very slippery toungue to avoid saying anything about the ideas I brought up.  Why these obviously evasive tactics?

On the ceiling I found anothet me,

In came the goblin girl

I thought she was cute

Breasts was displeased

But knew she had no body

Yet always pleased with herself

Her melting nipples were powerful

The goblin gal ate a chicken

It was that simple.

Give it a rest

The stop sign is turning red

There are green lights left and right

And walls don't have to fight

It's better to do right.

It seems that some physical reality appears unreal even undimension compared to some computer animation.

No!  That's impossible!

Unfortunataly Darth Vader was Luke's father

So reality is what it is whether you like it or not.

Seniors can't return to youth or stop or slow time or the aging process no matter how many hours they might feel bitter about their old age and complain to a God or Goddess.

Smog has never been my source of inspiration.

Is an artificial point of great interest like art any less valuable than the real.

My brother inlaw studied eyes in college and confirmed my suspicions.

White is an odd thing that we are blind to, our rods pick up the primary colors which turn into white looking light or white paper ect..

Then I asked him about a dim corner in his house.  Places we see all the time where the solidity of the physical material seems questionable.  Wtf is that?  He saw it as well, but failed to explain it when he tried.  So please help if you can?

Charles Baudelaire.(1821-1867) Condemned Women (Femmes Dmnees) Imitated from the French - Fragment

Like moody beasts they lie along the sands;

Look where the sky against the sea-rim clings:

Foot stretches out to foot, and groping hands

Have languors soft and bitter shudderings.


Some, smitten hearts with the long secrecies,

On velvet moss, deep in the bowers' ease,

Prattling the love of timid infancies,

Are tearing the green bark from the young trees.


Others, like sisters slowly walk and grave;

By rocks that swarm with ghostly legions,

Where anthony saw surging on the waves

The purple breasts of his temptations.


-tr. John Gray, Silverpoints (1893)

* The title of this poem is often translated as "Lesbians"