Problem with Steph. Hawkings... and Grafix Pink Floyd Master...

Well, the designer of graphic design in the mainstream music industry has moved back to the sun... Usually when people die that I read about, I do some sort of weird music ritual magick. This one was interesting. Its as if I can see their whole lives through tones of music... Started out with wish you were here to get the vibe going...once tapped into the consciousness, it went as follows: Heavier soloish Wish You Were Here to Breathe to a little scale changed version of Blank by Failure to more Breathe...Brain Damage [almost to the Stephen Hawkings part]...to Echoes at some point...back to breathe into Welcome to the Machine...

Analysis: Mr. Storm grew up wishing there was something to do appealing to him, felt alone, got sick of the blankness of arts around in the phony Beatlelian sense of fronts and images in general...decided to make them cooler...breath...people said "dude must be brain damaged"..."who has the ability to shake hands and make fire simultaneously...what kind of friendship is that?" and..."yeah right, triangles can't produce beams of light from a singular colored source..." but...then the Echoes of Humanity chimed in with respect...and dude became a huge inspiration. Such cool stuff. Welcome to the Machine...welcome to the Sun...Its not cold like freezing water...more forever warming like all the moments dude created for humanity.

Stephen Hawkings...has a problem with God. Well, I think he should be clear...It is apparent to me that the handicapped labelled "genius" is angry at his physical situation...like a Tycho Brahe post-duel or Isaac Newton post-apple and woman he was interested in laughing at the apple. Garden of Eden? Bad joke. Anyways, the "big bang" is the most uselessly worded theory I've read...and dude's black hole theory is just as loopholey. So, I think its more like this: Big Bang? As in a galactical omnipresent big? Simple word = God. More complex word: Godwork. Easier metaphor that dude shouldve used: Flower Bloom. Baby boomer. Kidding. Anyways, its more like a flower bloom...what causes the flower's bloom? Nature? A big bang in willpower to live? Power...energy...potential to kinetic...what snaps it out of the stem? God is the simplest and most accurate representation of the three-dimensional based, quantum mechanical, pentamechanical phenomena that unwinds like numbers. One to twosomes, to three dimensions. Anyways, God didn't need some guy saying "My theory didn't need God; I did...and furthermore, my theory didn't need bible-belt criticism...which is more like a church of blind and ignorant followers of some misunderstood idea..."

So, the problem lies in clarity and science. It is embarrassing to see a scientific, well-respected mind completely kill his own character by projecting some weakness onto a universally accepted and more respected presence known as inertial godwork...commonly worded as God. Not to throw a hissy fit, just to balance and stay not super left or right wing, but balanced. Therefore, nothing is utopian perfect; and, if there is no perfect, then there is no need to make a handicapped dude's media frenzied words into a "blog."

The end of the blog.