Rick and Dorothy partnered personally and professionally from 1995 to 2025. Their unique duet featured one of them on 88-key piano while the other managed the bass, percussion, lead solo instruments on a portable keyboard ensemble. Vocals and singalongs were often part of the show. Dorothy transitioned to the quantum-spiritual-realm QSR in January 2025 and she lives on electronically here and via quantum synchronicity winks to Rick from the beyond Email: rick_potvin@yahoo.com
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Tuesday, April 19
I met David Bowie in my lucid dream tunnel last night.
I tossed and turned, waking several times last night as I alternately drank liquids and took Sudafed to quell the cold I picked up from somewhere. This type of intermittent sleeping is perfect for lucid dream stimulation and sure enough, I found myself spinning in a black and white patterned tunnel, moving upwards at high speed. I expected to pop out somewhere in the ether as usual and enjoy a few minutes in another universe but instead, just as I reached the top, I fell backwards. Down down down I fell and as I picked up speed, there was David Bowie with a big smile reaching out to shake my hand. When we shook hands, I looked at the hands and there were three hands. I couldn't understand where the third hand came from. What an odd thing for me to dream! See my index below for my David Bowie songs I've done. I suppose I could take his handshake as an approval of my interpretation of his songs... and an assurance that that higher spirit reality exists.
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five,
Four, Three, Two, One, This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare "This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most peculiar way And the stars look very different today For here Am I sitting in a tin can Far above the world Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"
Ground Control to Major Tom Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you....
"Here am I floating round my tin can Far above the Moon Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do."
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