From: JMPIERCE%USMCP6.bitnet@VM.TCS.Tulane.EDU (JIM PIERCE)
Subject: a short Interlude for your Imagination
Organization: Yale CS Mail/News Gateway
Date: Fri, 2 Oct 1992 05:35:14 GMT

     <>   denote what DJ is doing, or is done to him.
     ' '  words to the music.

      I think I messed up some of the words, but thats okay, this
    is just for fun ! I believe I rather caught the flavor of the
    songs I'm using for this...

  Hmm. Well, DJ feels a little silly at the moment, must be the
antibiotics. Anyway, I'm listening to the Moody Blues, so I'm going
to do a little VR ice skating. Something I find impossible, but
this is VR !

     DJ now appears to be wearing a long sleeve orange shirt, long
phospherescent green pants, sky blue cap, and black skates. A Moody
Blues song starts up in the background. I think it is 'Thinking
is the best way to travel.' DJ vanishes and a cube appears
in the air, about halfway between the French doors and the fireplace.

   DJ appears inside the cube. Wherever you are in The Place, you can
  clearly see his moves.

  <whoosh... DJ is building up speed. Jump ! A ramp has appeared
   suddenly, and DJ rises up for several seconds of flight.>

    'Thinking is the best way to travel ! Traveling through the
    Universe... [ a satellite beeps in the background ] How life
    began, will we find out ?

  <thats odd, I thought I was only a few feet above the ground.>

         And you can fly, as high as a kite if you want to, speeding
  through the Universe ! '

    <DJ starts spinning while he's floating above the ground.>

      <lands, almost falls, recovers and starts zooming across
        ice that suddenly vanishes, nothing but stars below and
       galaxies above the skater... You can almost hear The Music
       of the Spheres.>

      [ a pause in the music and a voice says, 'some people search
        for the Lost Chord, and they give it a word and that word is
        Ohm ! ] <the skater zooms past a supernova, and is then
        propelled outward into a nebula of green fire !>

    'OHM ! The rain is on the roof, hurry high the butterfly !'

     <DJ is suddenly in the midst of migrating Monarch Butterflies !>
     <whoosh ! Turn !>

     'The crowds go past my head, I know why the skys all cry ! Ohm !
      Heavan ! OHM !   .....  The Earth turns slowly around ! far
      away a distant sound ! Its with us every day ! Can you hear
      what they say ? Ohm ! Heavan ! Ohm ! ... '

      <a distant flute starts playing way in the background, as
       DJ floats speeding past the Earth, several satellites
       float past going the otherway.>

      'The rain is on the roof ! Hurry high butterfly, as clouds
       roll past my head ! I know why the skys all cry Heavan !
       Aaahhhoomm !'

     <As the music fades out, so does the cube, and DJ re-appears
      very tired from his little sojourn into the Imagination.
      Then he just alters back to jeans, T-Shirt, and shoes.
      Accepts a glass of tap water from Mike, and just relaxes in
      a comfy chair.>

     "Whoosh ! I think I need a towel, " DJ says smilingly... :-)

  { Tap water so I can cool off, ice water would give me a headache.}

  Please note: I have CoastCon Junior to go to this weekend, so
    I'll be back on-line Sunday or Monday night. Later, DJ.
   Or maybe I'll go to the Highland Games.


* <JMPIERCE@USMCP6.BITNET> Jim "DJ." Pierce; Bach. Sci. in Appl. Comp. Sci.
* USM Academic Computing on the Gulf Park Campus. Disclaimer: Standard.
* "I'm tired out from a prolonged squawk !!" me simulating MPFC.