Last week brother Bob kindly lent me a copy of his latest literary work. Titled "Hello. I'm Your Father". He wrote it for his children. Wow! clearly written it contains thoughts and memories of a sort I have long forgotten. As an aside, maybe as a measure of genius could be a good memory. Surely his engineering bent resulted in his literary organization. A fascinating tale of adventure in life thanks for the loan Bob. As the middle son we both fit the first born-second born tendencies that are there.
I've started to re-read "The Black Hole War" which leads to the conclusion that the Universe exists as a hologram. We don't really exist, only as a complex mixture of electric fields! Finally a reason for the equation of state. Reduced to an equation. Just thought that we aren't really here stretches my mind.
A universal equation of state is proof that we're all on this flight together.
Dick
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