I used to suspect that Michael Jackson was really an alien.
I love his advice to artists . . . You gotta let it simmer.
Writer’s Digest 94th Annual Competition Rhyming Poetry First Place Winner:
“Plaints of the Old Git”
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Congratulations to Peter Hankins, first-place winner in the Rhyming Poetry
category of the 94th Annual Writer’s Digest Writing Competition. Here’s his
wi...
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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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