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#1    Janus20


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Posted 23 October 2003 - 09:25 AM

In 1982 I found a rather crude but none the less perfect heat engine cycle. It was supposed to be impossible and it was a shocking find because I was a brainwashed engineer. I had spent my entire working life pushing garbage uphill.

I have persued it and opened a monumental can of worms.

Most of the story is now at http://www.thewebspert.com/cresswell/. Diagrams 2 and 9-1
are key.

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Posted 23 October 2003 - 10:44 AM

Wow, stuff like that makes me want I'd paid more attention in school... mellow.gif

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Posted 23 October 2003 - 02:01 PM

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Posted 26 October 2003 - 05:37 AM

My grandfather had a model in his basement similar to this...It ran for 6 months before it stopped on its own.  He didn't go to college either,  just read all the time, everything he could get his hands on.

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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Byron

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