Until February 2019 what follows was in a different form. The intention was to make the whole world laugh. The story line point would be the Martians had arrived and were here to explain that an apple doesn't 'draw' the earth as it falls. And a few other things. The Martians of course were traffic the lights of the cities of the world. And the Martians were going okay except here on earth for one problem. They needed the toilet. It had been a long trip. Red maybe 'top' to you. For the Martians it was "where it is". Not sure of amber now but green was "busting" and you were all driving off. Something like that. I did accidentally read some of it myself a while ago and gave a chuckle myself. So whether it would have worked or not who knows. Always it seems that everyone wants a happier world different but no one wants to contemplate mathematical physics being built on a false foundation.
If you find yourself in a position of knowing you have to make a Copernican revolution type of impact on the world and no one would listen, that slowly became the chosen way. Never a gifted writer but have a reasonable imagination and somehow a simple ability to have seen through Newtonian physics as it was taught.
By now more or less retired but do a bit of taxi driving on the weekend in the local town. At that stage was living about thirty kilometres out of town. The early morning part of the shift was rarely busy and, as the only driver on duty, would plug the laptop and work on the Martians while waiting for a call. And so it was on Sunday the 17th 2019. This day I declared it finished. The main points were made for anyone interested and what else could I do. Ironically I considered suicide but not seriously. I would hang myself and have the Martians on a web page beneath where I hung. But that's just imagination in trying to get the message through. The obvious problem was no one see or plug the memory stick in. And simply wasn't suicidal. Knew I would die one day anyway and wouldn't mind seeing a bit more of the world as I do. Plus am basically a positive person. Didn't think it was a good look for the world for someone having to hang them self to explain Sir Isaac Newton's apple mistake.
That night after finishing work I did something a little different. Normally I have two stubbies of beer and drink on a chosen back road on the way home. This night I decided why do I want to do that. I finished this Martian thing and drove straight home on the major roads. At home a university student daughter had arrived and my son who had just started a cabinet making apprenticeship after finishing secondary school was in his room in the old part of the house. An extension to
If you find yourself in a position of knowing you have to make a Copernican revolution type of impact on the world and no one would listen, that slowly became the chosen way. Never a gifted writer but have a reasonable imagination and somehow a simple ability to have seen through Newtonian physics as it was taught.
By now more or less retired but do a bit of taxi driving on the weekend in the local town. At that stage was living about thirty kilometres out of town. The early morning part of the shift was rarely busy and, as the only driver on duty, would plug the laptop and work on the Martians while waiting for a call. And so it was on Sunday the 17th 2019. This day I declared it finished. The main points were made for anyone interested and what else could I do. Ironically I considered suicide but not seriously. I would hang myself and have the Martians on a web page beneath where I hung. But that's just imagination in trying to get the message through. The obvious problem was no one see or plug the memory stick in. And simply wasn't suicidal. Knew I would die one day anyway and wouldn't mind seeing a bit more of the world as I do. Plus am basically a positive person. Didn't think it was a good look for the world for someone having to hang them self to explain Sir Isaac Newton's apple mistake.
That night after finishing work I did something a little different. Normally I have two stubbies of beer and drink on a chosen back road on the way home. This night I decided why do I want to do that. I finished this Martian thing and drove straight home on the major roads. At home a university student daughter had arrived and my son who had just started a cabinet making apprenticeship after finishing secondary school was in his room in the old part of the house. An extension to