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April 14, 2008

Monday

When the music stops...

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Jim: Season Ticket

Our primitive devices strained to hear the music that we could not.

The underlying rhythm is soft: nothing more than a whispering hiss of random microwaves reverberating across the cosmos.

With each technological advance, we heard marvelous new sections of the celestial orchestra. Every star, from massive red giant to wildly spinning pulsar, throbbed its own deep beat. Cold matter, magnetic fields, dark matter, and dark energy combined into the eternal symphony.

Whole societies formed to compile, record, and catalog the glorious anthems of creation and existence.

But the technologies were misused; malignantly twisted and perverted.

And the music stopped.

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