'Losing Sight of Progress' by Christopher Hitchens - Slate - RichardDawkins.net

As much as I hate to love Christopher Hitchens his recent Slate piece, reprinted on RichardDawkins.net [1], is a lovely inversion of logic, the kind that makes me happy to see the world anew for a few moments.

I'm reminded also of a recent poll on Integral Praxis [2]. The question 'What do you think is the future of our species?' elicited a response of "Transcendence" from 52% of the respondents.

All very nice, and I'm sure almost all of them would favour evolution over creationism, but perhaps this is merely a vestigial belief from the days of creationist thought? Why do only 20% think "Extinction" is a more likely fate for the human race? Belief in "transcendence" not only sounds new-agey religious, but it totally smacks of wishful-thinking... let's face it, no other species, ever, has survived for more than a 100,000 years, why would we?

That's my daily rant done. As you were.





[1] - 'Losing Sight of Progress' by Christopher Hitchens - Slate - RichardDawkins.net
[2] - http://integralpraxis.blogspot.com/

Goodbye My Love, goodbye

Fire runs through my body with the pain of loving you.
Pain runs through my body with the fires of my love for you.
Pain like a boil about to burst with my love for you.
Consumed by fire of my love for you.
I remember what you said to me,
I am thinking of your love for me.
I am torn by your love for me.
Pain and more pain.
Where are you going with my love?
I'm told you will go from here.
I'm told you will leave me here.
My body is numb with grief.
Remember what I said My Love
Goodbye My Love, goodbye.

- Anon, Kwakiutl indian poem, 1896

Magnetic Movie: The Colors of Magnetic Fields

The film follows Scientists from NASA’s Space Sciences Laboratory excitedly describing their discoveries while the animation of Jarmne and Gerhardt bring to life their descriptions with visualizations of the magnetic life all around us.-This is an awesome piece of animation. It reminds me of being in HalfLife for the first time... something real is going on and, for the first time, I can see the alien life around me. I wish NASA made more videos like this, it's a wonderful way of visualising what's-really-going-on and this kind of blend of trippy-ness and education make for my favourite kind of viewing. More... please!

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Night and Day



Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom

When the jungle shadows fall

Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock

As it stands against the wall



Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops

When the summer shower is through

So a voice within me keeps repeating

You, you, you



Night and day, you are the one

Only you beneath the moon or under the sun

Whether near to me, or far

It's no matter darling where you are

I think of you

Day and night, night and day, why is it so



That this longing for you follows wherever I go

In the roaring traffic's boom

In the silence of my lonely room

I think of you

Day and night, night and day



Under the hide of me

There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me

And this torment won't be through

Until you let me spend my life making love to you

Day and night, night and day



by Cole Porter

I'm so bored...

Of not having my life in order I've decided to disband all my blogs and start again.



http://ping.fm/vUP6o



Will be the new start point and http://ping.fm/VUlOv/wiki shall be HQ

Hurt

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stain of time
the feeling disappears
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way