death_throes stork daddy there is a bird, that by evolutionary byproduct for we musn't say mistake sings its sweetest song only on its deathbed. only by our own increasing knowledge can we make distinctions as to how omnipotent the classical god was. the new god as well can look at life... is it a line or a field, to us a field, but to the neo-classical god-stuff ten dimensions are a single unbroken line. what does that song do for that bird - what does it release, what does it retain? 050308 what's it to you? who go blather from