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Dr. Leboyer: Birth without violence!Instantly they are ru...

Dr. Leboyer: Birth without violence!

Instantly they are rushing Jason, the tan muscular one being the first to reach him and, grabbing him by the shirt, jerking him towards him with one hand, punching him in the left eye with the other clenched tightly into a fist. Seeing before him the one with the black baseball cap turned backward he is suddenly watching a rising leg, his stomach taking a powerful kick, he falling down in pain and breathlessness, the force of the kick and his dropping causing

Hypatia of Alexandria! Woman, scientist, mathematician. L...

Hypatia of Alexandria! Woman, scientist, mathematician. Last of the Neoplatonists!

Raising his head slightly upwards, staring once again into the dark universe outside his window… "Why, my Friend? Can you tell me?"… a star present now before his eyes is answering him with endless winking of sparkling blue through his unshaded window.  Exhaling forcefully in a whisper… "Why?" Remembering how, as a child, he would look into the evening sky through his window while lying in bed –>noise… yelling…scre

Who is right? Plato or Nietzsche?"Do you know," he is say...

Who is right? Plato or Nietzsche?

"Do you know," he is saying while she is looking at him… "I once heard a great theoretical physicist say that before the Big Bang the universe was a compressed mass of matter the size of a quark, a mere subatomic particle!  Can you begin to think how small and puny we are? How insignificant? That we are mere figments of God's imagination?" Noticing a look of perplexity on her face… <is it hurt0 …he is continuing staring at her while looking into the night sky wit

Why does Jason blame the existentialists for his problems...

Why does Jason blame the existentialists for his problems?

Beaming in his eyes is the lush shining brightness of her astonishing blonde hair warmly blending with her radiant light pinkness; her perfectly womanly shape being revealed in a manner more evocative for its subtlety than for any pretentious flamboyance, in her simple light blue dress, somewhat loose so that it is flowing with her motion; or, were it present, with a breeze, but far from billowing; with its two parallel rows of sewed blue

Nietzsche wrote "God is dead." What did he mean? He was a...

Nietzsche wrote "God is dead." What did he mean? He was an atheist. He never thought God was alive!

Turning left slightly, viewing a blonde, pink female form in blue standing before him…  <so close . . . i can touch her0  "Are you looking off into the mysterious foggy future?" her soft pleasant voice is playfully asking.  "No! Actually, I'm looking at the big boss' odoriferous mechanism of atmospheric toxicity."  She is breaking into a gay irrepressible laugh, he smiling. "You do have a way with

Does Jason really bend time/space? Or is he psycho?…a sci...

Does Jason really bend time/space? Or is he psycho?

…a scintillating dot of bluish hue somewhat elevated above various fairly low residential structures…

Standing in a far corner, his bright blondness distinguishing him, Jason is observing and mentally commenting to himself that he should not be there… <is it the smoke…i hate smoke…never touched the stuff…0 Watching the boss speaking to several salespeople–holding his cigar, oblivious to the emanating pollution… <no…it's not the smoke…just adds to

The Truth Concerning HYPERSPACE

To be blunt, I don't know how much anyone will like this book, because it is not an uplifting story, but one about extreme neurotic behavior. That what happened to the protagonist early in life is a widespread phenomenon is one of my explanations as to why planet Earth is a lunatic asylum.

HYPERSPACE does not read like a Stephen King novel, because of both the subject matter's depth and the excruciatingly crafted language usage, including an innovative writing style. If I were to compare it to an

HYPERSPACE

WARNING: HYPERSPACE IS NOT A WORK OF SCIENCE-FICTION.  THIS NOVEL IS FOR ADULTS ONLY–MINORS SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED ACCESS TO THIS WORK     HYPERSPACE is about a man with a malfunctioning brain.  Triggered by his inability to consummate a relationship with a warm, alluring, high-spirited, and extraordinarily beautiful young woman, the protagonist's vivid pictorial imagination and great power of memory-recall show the reader pathetic, heartrending, tragic and chilling events in his life.  After the