NanoString Bicycle

People! Remember me? It is I, Salvador Dali. The only difference between myself and a madman is: I am not mad. Ah yes, you remember me now!

It was I who painted the fourth dimension, in the shape of eight cubes. It was I who depicted the bending of light in the form of a spoon. Science, my friends, follows Dali, and Dali follows no one at all.

Surrealism may be dead. But Dali is not dead. Dali moves with the times. Dali moves before the times. The times follow Dali.

Enter my space. It is dark. What have we here? In a dark interactive tunnel you find a brilliant piece of work, by Dali. It is his new NanoString bicycle. The bicycle is blue and green and violet. These colours symbolise.....NOTHING!!! they are merely the colours Dali has chosen today. Symbolism is dead, but things must have a colour.

The NanoString bicycle is made of nano particles. They are miniscule. They are absorbed immediately into your skin. The bicycle becomes a part of you and you become the bicycle. You pedal down the dark tunnel, towards a screen at the end. You see your self riding towards you, and you are ALARMED! Momentarily. But you have forgotten your new nano qualities. You ride straight through the screen.

Crash! A million stars! Receding, receding....... You ride through dark matter, and dark energy sucks hungrily at your pedals....... you are going to vanish inside a BLACK HOLE. PANIC!!! But no. Here is the beauty and inventiveness of Dali's bicycle. The bicycle has remained attached to the tunnel by a series of nano strings, blue and green and violet. Yes! They did symbolise something afer all. They draw you back from certain extinction.The beautiful strings.

I, Dali, invented this.

To the Editors

To the Editors of Velosophy,

I feel I must protest at the way I have been depicted in your publication, by your good selves.

Firstly, I object to your reference to that scoundrel Dali's description of my bicycle, with the attached red hot water bottle, and snail. Does no one think to question the great Dali? Is he not the master of Surrealism? Is not the picture of my so-called bicycle the very essence of something Dali would DREAM UP?

Secondly, I think I may claim to be a philosopher of sorts. There are, I am certain, many references in my works to bicycles. You will forgive me if I have forgotten exactly what they are. However thanks to google, of which I note you make great use yourselves, I have found an essay on my book The Interpretation of Dreams, in which essay I find the following statement: Thus the wish to sleep the meaning of every dreams Freud Freud p. the real substance of the book which is I rode a bicycle.

I admit, that is not perfectly clear, but you must admit, it is a reference. Why the writer scrambled up his text is not my concern. Possibly he wants the reader to pay him some money to read the essay proper. However, this is proof positive that I wrote directly on the subject of bicycles, and therefore I put it to you: Would you not have better served your readers with a serious discussion of my views about the meaning of dreams about bicycles rather than being content to mock me through the scurrilous words of my erstwhile friend Salvador Dali?

I await your response.

Yours faithfully,

Sigmund Freud ( Professor)