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Spacetime 1-4
It took me a while to realize that what I was listening to was Dr. Drummel playing the concert grand piano from the confines of his wheel chair through the means of telekinesis. But it was a technological innovation as
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There I was lying on the reclined chair, poolside, as late afternoon decayed bewitched-ly into evening with the Moon (Earth’s own) scurrying behind the mountain that dominates Palm Springs, even the Palm Springs of 2084(ish), thinking of my newfound client
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I found myself, awoke, face upon my laptop’s keyboard, in my upstairs office, in my home in Houston, TX after a rather hallucinatory sleep. It was an unsettled and unsettling slumber. Immediately, I noticed the waning orange light of late
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The above video is my performance on the piano of Chopin’s “Winter Wind” Etude: the first minute and 27 seconds. Youtube (the bots) claim that there is a copyright claim on this short segment of music. Chopin, the composer had
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According to Wikipedia, ‘Spacetime’ refers to… ” – any mathematical model which fuses the three dimensions of space and the one dimension of time into a single four-dimensional manifold.” And it is here that the possibility of time travel is
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The Ruins of Brunch
The Ruins of Brunch A Poem by James Legare 1/29/2019 1. The garbling water the babbling water the undulation of Aquas and Blues in the light of shimmering Oh, the lightness of water, sunlit, dancing Why linger, the patio? The
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And some months after that recital with the Dr and his mother, Marcus’ hands of flesh, so pliant when over the keys of the piano, those hands which have never touched Angel, he thought to himself with no little irony,
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Indeed, Marcus could not remember ever playing Rachmaninoff so…perfectly. Eerily, his mother would remark that it was like listening to another pianist entirely. Begrudgingly, he would have to agree. It were as though someone else were playing. And, now, there
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