A quark, a quark, a proton for, my quark. This falls into the category of a Great Idea. Great Ideas frequently occur during periods of an altered state of consciousness. Specifically after ingestion of tetrahydrocannabinol (marijuana for those who are not aficionados). I believe that we each have a built-in truth detector which enable us to reject faulty ideas or thought processes. Our truth detector is turned OFF during periods of altered state of consciousness. The title of this installment which blazed into my consciousness is an example of this missed detection. Correctly invented it should read "A proton, a proton a proton for my quark" but rhythmically it was wrong. I believe it is a rhythm recalled from a line in a Shakespeare play about a horse for his kingdom. But my point is that Great Ideas often turn out to be dust in the wind in the light of the next day.
Or not.
Great Ideas are proof that we're all on this flight together.
Dick
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