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424 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1994
鈥淗e had the feeling, once again, that he鈥檇 missed out on something somewhere. He鈥檇 never really realized it until the last couple of days. He didn鈥檛 know what it was. He just wanted to do things. He didn鈥檛 know what they were. But he wanted to do them soon.鈥�
鈥淭here are millions of chords. There are millions of numbers. And everyone forgets the one that is a zero. But without the zero, numbers are just arithmetic. Without the empty chord, music is just noise.鈥�
"A voice said: One. One. One, two. One, two. Then the footsteps went back into the distance. After a while, another voice said: One, two, three, four- And the universe came into being. It was wrong to call it a big bang. That would just be noise, and all that noise could create is more noise and a cosmos full of random particles. Matter exploded into being, apparently as chaos, but in fact as a chord. The ultimate power chord. Everything, all together, streaming out in one huge rush that contained within itself, like reverse fossils, everything that it was going to be. And, zigzagging through the expanding cloud, alive, that first wild live music. This had shape. It had spin. It had rhythm. It had a beat, and you could dance to it. Everything did."