Thursday, January 6, 2011
MY FOURTH DIMENSION #1
NOTE: The following is not entirely true, but leads into following posts, which will explain how I came upon this blog-name, THE FOURTH DIMENSION. This first installment is...well, a reverie--during which I spent time gathering 'material' for the posts to follow. Thank you for being here.
Oh, did I name this blog Fourth Dimension? I meant Fourth Denomination! You see, my brain was in the planning stages of a new religion--always room for one more, right? Pretty soon, all us religions will be like the United States Congress. Everybody needs them but nobody LIKES them.
As of this moment--whenever that is--I am quelling the 'religion' idea. Heaven only knows (You heard me...HEAVEN!) there are enough of us charlatans around, enough bloody Holy Wars, enough "Kill them because they do not believe as I tell YOU to believe" thinking, rhymes with stinking.
OK, now that my error has been exposed, along with my ignorance--grin!--we may now become serious about this Fourth Dimension. The possibility of spaces with dimensions higher than three was first studied by mathematicians in early 19th century. These guys went to school BIG time. I had to do most of my study in the cool cavern of a tavern. In fact it was named Cool Cavern Tavern! And it was in that cool social environment, that atmosphere of 'higher learning' that I discovered the Fourth Dimension.
One day I found myself with nothing to do--just as all the other days. And so I tripped into the CCT (as we 'regulars' called the Cool Cavern Tavern!), ordered my adult libation, and well--a 'few' drinks and nine hours later, why...up on the roof was such a clatter, I ran through a large window to see what was the matter. I had forgotten that "where there's window...there's glass"! Next thing I knew, some--rhymes with 'glass-hole'--was slapping me in the face, mentioned something about my mother's ancestry and my fatherlessness.
Battered and bloodied I was, as he asked me the whereabouts of someone's wife--OH! ...HIS wife! Well, I might have told him, but I had a feeling he was not ready for truth absolute.
I recall him loudly referring to that scientific Fourth Dimension, guessed he was a scientist. He was yelling, "I'm going to beat your ass into the Fourth Dimension, you prick." (His words.)
During those hours prior to this unfortunate happening, I had enjoyed a scintillating Fourth Dimension experience, had ascertained it was not the same place to which he wished to 'send' me. I had existed in that place where time was not, and space was forever and more.
The next installment of this topic will appear at an explicit future date--I just do not know what date!
But soooon, Peeps (as we say in 4-D).