Somewhere far, far away...
a rude "little" boy is chuckling to himself
how the ants have just now noticed the magnifying glass
pointed in their direction...
This is an image of gravitational lens system SDSSJ0946+1006 as photographed by Hubble Space Telescope's Advanced Camera for Surveys. The gravitational field of an elliptical galaxy warps the light of two galaxies exactly behind it. The massive foreground galaxy is almost perfectly aligned in the sky with two background galaxies at different distances.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Monday, January 07, 2008
...Or Maybe, A Cool Down
Hat tip to Urban.
hmmmm, maybe they should take back that Oscar,
and that Nobel too.
(Friggin self-aggrandizing Charlatan)
Today, the Space and Science Research Center, (SSRC) in Orlando, Florida announces that it has confirmed the recent web announcement of NASA solar physicists that there are substantial changes occurring in the sun’s surface. The SSRC has further researched these changes and has concluded they will bring about the next climate change to one of a long lasting cold era.
hmmmm, maybe they should take back that Oscar,
and that Nobel too.
(Friggin self-aggrandizing Charlatan)
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
The Laboratory
From
Too many gods
Too many dreams
Too many bills
Too many seams
Time to scrimp
Time to prune
Time to lay away stock
Before the turning time of June after May I
Design the mad plan
Assemble the infrastructure
Test the kit
Tweak the fit, turn the granite to glass
Devilish palms rub each other
Brooding eyes cast over the clutter
More design, more accidents penciled out
Transmutation begins...
Bringing forth that seen inside
Becoming outside
Art thou Art dangerous love
Illustrate why fingers have their nails
Under glove
Why hammers their claw
Why teeth together saw
What I do
Art life Art death Art depth
From uncolored emergence to
Invisible breath
The shape of the lip
The sound
The sigh
In the laboratory, Aye!
I scheme tonight
Turning my tools
Templing my sight
Art crash Art wand Art set
Memes made flesh
Visions beget
What you see
Begin, end, renew
Bring your human hands
Your fluttering thought machine
Red shifting blue
Let us to tinkering
Beneath the year’s lowest time
Of cold and black
Let us to wandering
With questioning hands and
Thumbind guesses
Let us to secret room play
To
Making some thing fun today
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