I used to suspect that Michael Jackson was really an alien.
I love his advice to artists . . . You gotta let it simmer.
Letter to Gustave Flaubert from George Sand
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To Gustave Flaubert, at Croisset Nohant June 21, 1868
Why am I not the ... river which cradles you with its sweet *murmuring *and
which brings you freshn...
9 hours ago
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It's occurred to me that Michael Jackson's life and career might be put forward to account for evidence of "missing mass" in the orbital velocities of galaxies in clusters.
The distance from there to here is impossible to compute without postulating the existence of something along the lines of ... what would it be called? bleached dark matter?
No clue what to call it/him/but I love watching him. No two ways about it. I love Michael Jackson, Elvis, Leonard Cohen, and Laurie Anderson . . .
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