h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

a heart valve?

a carburettor on the Heart of Gold?

Oh, I like those...

I cannot speak for my artistic partner, here...I'm not sure if I'm allowed to reveal the secret of her brilliant photography.

(I only figure out what it is by consulting secret oracles.)

It definitely has that Heart-of-Gold feel to it, doesn't it?

and all set to the chord of Dflat13sus4 ..... haha ...

s'cuse me .. I just have to consult my secret oracle to see if I am supposed to be here at all ... because it is ... that rings forever through my heaven and my hell .....

and am I once again lured by the graphic-poetic whispers of the peoples of here? good morrow peoples of here ... peoples of wondrous h2g2 ....

waveform bendy symphonic dflat crackle crackle .... the oracle doth shimmer through geometric weirdness and marvellous peculiar whitelight text .... nice frequency ...

what??

erm ......

hullo Post ...

splendid read as always .....

See? See what I have to put up with?

ah yes yes yes .......what??? hurrumph ....

.... all I needed was to retire .... what's the olde English word for four-times? .... once twice thrice four-times .....I must retire four times ..... and then I will be an almost-poet ...... said the oracle ......

OK off to photograph the soundwaves that come out of vegetarian sausages .... on Tuesdays .....

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I don't know what the Olde Englyshe for 'four times' is, other than 'fowre times' (pronounced 'fow-ruh tee-mes'), but I'm reading this as we speak:

http://www.mostly-medieval.com/explore/robin.htm

Maybe it will help...it's in very weird English...

I like Guy of Gisborne disguised as a (capull=Gaelic word for horse, misspelled)

Nobody's fooled, Sir Guy - Elektra says you make a bad pantomime , and besides, you're a 's, er, hind end.

I love primary research, don't you?

... me a s hind end?? cor honestly .... I lurch through the sonic dimensions upside down with my torn cosmic travel ticket between my toes just to get here and I get called a s hind end ...

oh no wait ... .... p'haps 'tis Sir Guy to whom Elektra doth refer ....

pantomime horses .. now there's a study .. I love pantomime horses ... in fact I might apply .. when I have retired fowre times ...

incredible poem ... I just read it aloud ... to no-one .... incredible ... I might tape my recitation and send it to .... someone ...

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>over and out >>>>>>>>>>

If you record that recitation, you had better send it to me...with a Scottish version, as well...

I'm starting to appreciate the more.

I didn't know we had .

You think they have the answer?

No, but they never stop looking.

what?? .....

I do love a random tangent .... that might not be random at all ... ..... in fact all tangents might mysteriously and intelligently connect ....woven together with strands of beautiful silky tangent stuff ...

what is a tangent? I think they might be maths and I can't do maths ... but I like tangents .....

ah yes!!! the and the .... its good to appreciate the mice ....

thrice .... then throw the dice ....and wonder why ....

in Englyshe .... and other curious inner (and outer) languages ...


>>>>>>>>>>>>exit via a tangent>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

You come and go, tangentially.

I'd draw a tangent, but I can't, not with this box. I also am innumerate, but I can see geometry...wait...

http://media.photobucket.com/image/tangent/bluemonk561/tangent.jpg

One, two, three, four, let's do the tangent tango...

Kiss-and-run, I call it...deo gratias anglia...be early English before it is too late...

... I'll do the tangent tango with you anytime sir ... across the universe of language waves ...and other waves of mysterious wonders ... ....

I really get that tangent diagram! ..thanks ... I do love a diagram ..

my camera has a histogram on its display screen which is animated and changes shape according to the light balance of the picture ...I don't understand it technically but I do love a histogram ... or is it an histogram .. ... like an hotel ... an histogram ....



anyway .. and finally ...because I am going away now .... ... how interesting has been this tangential conversation and has renewed my love and belief in the interactive and ever changing journey of the soul of images .. or thoughts or ideas or sounds or anything ....



so I attempt a close up shot of the snap-fastener of my phone case ... because its circular and shiny and .. just because ... (there's the answer oh ye s .. ...)

... but because of my handshake and histogram light inbalance the photo goes weirdly and wildly awry .... but creates a peculiar 3d shape which I send as a postcard to my friends ..... and then it ends up somewhere south of the planet Camelopardalis V ..... and then it ends up somewhere south of the planet ..... and then it becomes a TR vision ... a heart valve .. a carburettor on the Heart of Gold ....



and then Olde Englyshe s get involved .....and pantomime horses ...and other things ... and then ...and on goes the poem .....tangoing along the tangents of imagination .... etc ...

ah beauty. beauty beauty soul. yay. sort of thing .. like ..

'bye guys ....

H

*waves*

That, er. Says. It. All.