To me in slumber wrapt, a dream divine, ambrosial night Morpheus conveyed to my lips by golden cup, more beautiful than Aurora’s light at dawn when the darkest night turns to the softest blue before the sky glows bright like a summer peach, I slumber still, in peace, with dreams more real than reality.
When two black holes collide in space
Will we hear sound?
Einstein said yes, and today we know he was right
What does gravity sound like after two billion years – whooOOP
What do scientists say when they discover gravitational waves – whoOOPeee
Black holes crashing together in the night sky do not happened every day. That said, in the universe there is no night, no day and no years to count the time that passes. But we now know that the sound is whooOOP, kind of like a G string followed by an A string on an electric guitar.
Pardon my presumption,
In your eyes I see
Staring back at me
It must be
To share a soul
From one soul
Across the universe
Mind your manners,
As every child knows
There is nothing more to say than,
And, it is impolite
A poem is an incomplete image of a thing.
The Messier 104 galaxy is nicknamed the Sombrero galaxy. This NASA photo combines the infrared image from NASA’s Spitzer Space Telescope with a a visible light image from NASA’s Hubble Space Telescope.
The point being, I guess, that things aren’t always what they seem. Or, that it takes two eyes, to get a complete image. Or, – you fill in the blank.
Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. —Charles Dickens, David Copperfield (1850)
Our destiny is what we make of it and a bit of luck at picking the Powerball.
It is a saying repeated by individuals as real and imaginary, worldly and spiritual as Doc in Back to the Future, John Connor from Terminator, Eleanor Roosevelt, and the holy Buddha, “the future is not yet written.” And we get there with a little bit of luck and a lot of hard work. Destiny is not an easy place to find, except in your dreams.
Asked the question, “Is it better to be good than lucky?” my response is that I would rather be good, in the long run the odds favor you.
New Year is always a time of hope – things will be a little better and if not better no worse. Before we jump into 2016, let’s see where we been in 2015.
1. ISIS struck terror world-wide, setting off attacks in Europe, North America, and the Middle East just to name a few. Where did these guys come from? What happened to Al-Qaeda and who are ISIL and Daesch. Are we playing whack-a-mole?
2. As a result of the conflict in Syria and Afghanistan and Yemen, more than a million refugees streamed into Europe.
3. The United States and Cuba restored diplomatic relations. That is a good thing.
4. The United States and Iran struck a nuclear deal. That could be a good thing.
5. Greece goes bust triggering the Great Greek Depression. That’s bad if you’re Greek.
6. The Trans-Pacific Partnership is created which affects 40% of the world trade. The stock value of Marshall’s and Ross dress for less goes up, but otherwise nobody notices.
7. Russia flexes its muscles in Syria and continues its foray into the Ukraine after already having annexed the Crimea and gets away with it.
8. The world (196 people pretending to represent 7 billion people) strikes a deal on climate change or acts like it has since there are no enforcement mechanisms and they agree to allow the climate to heat up. That’s not a good thing.
9. China builds islands in the South Pacific. That is a sleeper but it could be a very big deal.
This past year was good to us the one before just a little rough
The one before that was an awful thing what will the new year bring
Will it bring us a little boy to fill our lives with love and joy
We’ve had our share of growing pains what will the new year bring
You’re still one and one makes two now one and one make one
I hope you will love me throughout the year to come
We’ve made our mistakes with love we learned that it can’t promise us
Tomorrow and forever things what will the new year bring
Wish I hadn’t read our horoscope things look stormy for Scorpios
Virgo’s posed to sprout their wings what will the new year bring
Will you want me to love you the way you know I do
And will you walk through life with me another year or two
Or three or four or five or six hundred years or more
Happy New Year darling for whatever is in store
The moon has set The Pleiades have gone to bed. In the middle of the night The hours pass by, and I Lie alone Sappho
We long to know
The poet, the girl, the woman,
Who no longer lives, but
Who wrote these words
One sleepless night
Some 2,500 years ago
Was it November
When the Pleiades shone from dusk to dawn
Was the moon still shining
Was she pining for her lover
Away at sea sailing homeward bound
Or was it for her sisters
On the isle of Lesbos
We lust to know
But all we have
Are her words
In astronomy, the Pleiades (Seven Sisters) is an open star cluster in the constellation Taurus. It is one of the nearest star clusters and the one most visible to the eye at night. In Greek mythology, the Seven Sisters were companions of Artemis, and the seven daughters of Atlas, the Titan who held the heavens on his shoulder and the sea-nymph Pleione.
The Greeks navigated the Mediterranean by visual observation of the sun and the stars. The winter navigation season began with the heliacal rising of the Pleiades, and, thus, ended with its setting. November is often called the month of the Pleiades, because the seven stars of the cluster shine from dusk until dawn.