Black Metallic Stone
26 May 2013
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If ions that are gyrating around the magnetic field in this trapped region encounter neutral LISM atoms, they can steal electrons from the neutral atoms. Because the solar wind particles are now neutral, again, and are not affected by magnetic fields, they travel in a straight line in the direction they were going when they became neutral. Many of these particles happen to travel inward to our region of the Solar System and can be detected by the IBEX spacecraft as it orbits Earth.
Because so many ions are confined in the trapped region, so many more neutral atoms come from this region, and it looks like a brighter swath in the IBEX maps. This region corresponds to the IBEX Ribbon and runs perpendicular to the interstellar magnetic field. Imagine the Ribbon source, then, as a thick band of trapped ions, like a life preserver around a person in a pool.
http://www.ibex.swri.edu/
Because so many ions are confined in the trapped region, so many more neutral atoms come from this region, and it looks like a brighter swath in the IBEX maps. This region corresponds to the IBEX Ribbon and runs perpendicular to the interstellar magnetic field. Imagine the Ribbon source, then, as a thick band of trapped ions, like a life preserver around a person in a pool.
http://www.ibex.swri.edu/
13 May 2013
HABEMUS COLOREM
colorem. accusative singular of color
colorem. accusative singular of color
(HABEMUS COLORUM (colōrum. genitive plural of color))
http://books.google.no/books?id=plYc5I8D3YoC&pg=PA114&lpg=PA114&dq=%22ontological+attention+is+a+form+of+love%22&source=bl&ots=ti7e02MDkn&sig=zNJQuVBJe-177SPM2UrwSfTdn18&hl=en&sa=X&ei=DbSQUazPGqmF4gSEl4GADA&ved=0CCsQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q=%22ontological%20attention%20is%20a%20form%20of%20love%22&f=false
07 May 2013
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| Painting by Antonio Vitale Some Incomplete Story. SWs darling coactor MC had persuaded the wicked dragon that its best shot at survival was at the zoo. They had also agreed that the dragon baby was to be brought up properly by MC and SW. They were about to live happily. One day the angelic Messenger of Love appeared before SW and reminded her that she and MC were appointed earthly messengers but that they didnt seem to be giving it much thought. In fact the MoL had just spoken to MC in his Developed Duck vehicle and he had expressed both surprise and hesitation on the fact of being SWs counterpart as earthly MoL. SW, much embarrased, promised to do all she could muster in order to coheir MC into his suitable position. The MoL gave her the beauty of a flower to seal her commitment. “Give this flower water. You have until it withers and dies to show that you are up to it” the MoL announced and departed. “Please tell MC to come here now. He doesnt answer his phone” SW called after it. She hugged the baby dragon and schemed in vain. |
Poetry
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all
this fiddle.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
discovers in
it after all, a place for the genuine.
Hands that can grasp, eyes
that can dilate, hair that can rise
if it must, these things are important not because a
high-sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because
they are
useful. When they become so derivative as to become
unintelligible,
the same thing may be said for all of us, that we
do not admire what
we cannot understand: the bat
holding on upside down or in quest of something to
eat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless wolf
under
a tree, the immovable critic twitching his skin like a horse that
feels a
flea, the base-
ball fan, the statistician--
nor is it valid
to discriminate against 'business documents and
school-books'; all these phenomena are important. One must
make a distinction
however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the
result is not poetry,
nor till the poets among us can be
'literalists of
the imagination'--above
insolence and triviality and can present
for inspection, 'imaginary gardens with real toads in them', shall
we have
it. In the meantime, if you demand on the one hand,
the raw material of poetry in
all its rawness and
that which is on the other hand
genuine, you are interested in poetry.
this fiddle.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
discovers in
it after all, a place for the genuine.
Hands that can grasp, eyes
that can dilate, hair that can rise
if it must, these things are important not because a
high-sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because
they are
useful. When they become so derivative as to become
unintelligible,
the same thing may be said for all of us, that we
do not admire what
we cannot understand: the bat
holding on upside down or in quest of something to
eat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless wolf
under
a tree, the immovable critic twitching his skin like a horse that
feels a
flea, the base-
ball fan, the statistician--
nor is it valid
to discriminate against 'business documents and
school-books'; all these phenomena are important. One must
make a distinction
however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the
result is not poetry,
nor till the poets among us can be
'literalists of
the imagination'--above
insolence and triviality and can present
for inspection, 'imaginary gardens with real toads in them', shall
we have
it. In the meantime, if you demand on the one hand,
the raw material of poetry in
all its rawness and
that which is on the other hand
genuine, you are interested in poetry.
Marianne Moore
05 May 2013
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| Sören Kirkegaard föddes för 200 år sedan |
"Would you not rather have a peach?" asked Goat. "For that won't take as long." "Yes," said the Little Harp, "I believe I would rather have a peach." So he ate the peach on the spot, seed, fuzz, and all, and Goat asked him with the last swal- low, "What next?" "Next I would like a girl, kidnaped and brought to my door here," said Little Harp. "But I dare say you will not know where to find one/ 1 "I have no kidnaped girl with me," said Goat, "but I have one in my mind. How soon do you want her?"
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