ON CROSSING THE CAUCHY HORIZON OF A REISSNER-NORDSTROM BLACK-HOLE
a giant's Yorick's skull
doing it's to be or not to be
confronts the Starship Enterprise
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"My god Bones do something!"
"God damnit Jim..I'm a doctor not a Shakespearean theatre director!"
"Well Spock surely you have something to say...and don't say "Highly illogical or I'll scream where no one can hear me!"
"Well Jim as it happens I have studied Dónall Dempsey as a youth and it would appear he has not changed in the intervening light years. He even then thought at Warp Factor 9 and I believe that this is he yet again playing with his grown up toys and making a picture appear in which we are forever trapped. Where he gets such geegaws such as a Yoric's skull with flashing eyes reciting Hamelet is beyond even my thought processes. And it would appear he has shrunk our ship down to such a size that it can be put upon a black cooker top and a picture taken thereof!"
"Good grief Spock you mean...you don't mean do you that...!"
"
Yes Jim...we are not really real and are but figments of his imagination.
"But surely that's not possible Spock?"
"In the case of the Dempsey being....when you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
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Yorick's skull from the British Museum.
The Enterprise from Waterstones Guildford.
Imagination and enterprise by Dónall
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