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Higher Dimensions

From point to line to plane to sphere there’s only three dimensions here, and each dimension has a name that we can easily proclaim. If we would further interact, we must devise the tesseract -- a cube that turns its outsides in, spinning in imagination -- and thus we have dimension four -- the future and what came before. Three of space and one of time, our theory’s still short of sublime. We have to make this leap again to five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten ..., but they’re curled up so very small they’ve not been given names at all.

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Date: 4/23/2011 5:34:00 AM
Good rhythm, and I like your beginning "from point to line to plane to sphere"
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