Friday, 5 September 2008
Tuesday, 2 September 2008
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
'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/
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/
Monday, 28 July 2008
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
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
Thursday, 17 July 2008
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!
read more | digg story
read more | digg story
Tuesday, 15 July 2008
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
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
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