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The Korean peninsula is a scary place these days.]]>
Definitely do this full screen. Found it on a great site called Infinity Imagined.]]>
They say lovers and drunkards go to hell,
A controversial dictum not easy to accept:
If the lover and drunkard are for hell,
Tomorrow Paradise will be empty.
What of your entering and leaving the world?
A fly appeared, and disappeared.
Many like you come and many go,
Snatch your share before you are snatched away.
Drink wine, you will lie long enough under the ground,
Without companion, friend or comrade.
Take care you tell no one this hidden secret,
‘No lily that withers will bloom again’.
Drink wine, this is life eternal,
This, all that youth will give you:
It is the season for wine, roses and friends drinking together.
Be happy for this moment – it is all life is.
Though you may have lain with a mistress all your life,
Tasted the sweets of the world all your life;
Still the end of the affair will be your departure –
It was a dream that you dreamed all your life.
My rule of life is to drink and be merry,
To be free from belief and unbelief is my religion:
I asked the Bride of Destiny her bride-price,
“Your joyous heart” she said.
I need a jug of wine and a book of poetry,
Half a loaf for a bite to eat,
Then you and I, seated in a deserted spot,
Will have more wealth than a Sultan’s realm.
Rise up my love and solve our problem by your beauty,
Bring a jug of wine to clear our heart
So that we may drink together
Before wine-jugs are made of our clay.
The year’s caravan goes by swiftly,
Seize the cheerful moment:
Why sorrow, child, over tomorrow’s grief for friends?
Bring out the cup – the night passes.
If we don’t clap hands together as one,
We cannot tread down sorrow with our feet in joy:
Let us go and be happy before the breath of dawn –
Many a day will break when we breathe no more.
When the drunken nightingale found his way into the garden
He discovered the face of the rose and the wine-cup laughing;
He came to whisper in my ear excitedly,
“Seek out these, life once gone cannot be sought again”.
Product of a recent (and ongoing) nostalgia binge for some relatively obscure 90s band I kind of like. I got to thinking of what it might sound like if I put together a collection of the tunes that I think I remember initiating – for the most part – with my bass lines. Turned out to be a nice little subset of the canon I think. I’m blown away by how much creative energy went into the blossoming of full songs from such humble beginnings. Enormous credit has to go to Mr. Callisto for selecting the riffs from my morning drum machine jams and adding his incredibly evocative lyrics and melodies, and of course to the rest of the Sheep for painting the textures that make them all great songs.
Lyrics for all songs and much more to be found at JupiterSheep.com.
Not sure who photographed Max above, but Sky gets credit for the psychedelic treatment.
Note: the “Planet and Sky” prepended to each track is because that’s my Soundcloud name. Kind of annoying.]]>
Wikipedia: “The just-world hypothesis or just-world fallacy is the cognitive bias (or assumption) that a person’s actions are inherently inclined to bring morally fair and fitting consequences to that person, to the end of all noble actions being eventually rewarded and all evil actions eventually punished.”
Current events have once again shown how unevenly applied justice can be in this world depending on one’s perspective, or position of standing regarding power and privilege. The big fish, generally voting Republican, are inclined to see that all you have to do is work hard, attend the right schools, be the right color, etc., and you’ll be fine in this world. Those who foolishly grow up dark and poor just get what they deserve.
After the horrific Japanese earthquake and tsunami, Sam Harris put it like this:
Either God can do nothing to stop catastrophes like this, or he doesn’t care to, or he doesn’t exist. God is either impotent, evil, or imaginary. Take your pick, and choose wisely.
The only sense to make of tragedies like this is that terrible things can happen to perfectly innocent people. This understanding inspires compassion.
Religious faith, on the other hand, erodes compassion. Thoughts like, “this might be all part of God’s plan,” or “there are no accidents in life,” or “everyone on some level gets what he or she deserves” – these ideas are not only stupid, they are extraordinarily callous. They are nothing more than a childish refusal to connect with the suffering of other human beings. It is time to grow up and let our hearts break at moments like this.”
An accessible and entertaining introduction to evolution and genetics, presented by Prof. Richard Dawkins for the 1991 Royal Institution Christmas Lectures (inaugurated by the great Michael Faraday in 1827)..]]>
The Call of Cthulhu from Sky Harbor on Vimeo.
Short story by American writer H. P. Lovecraft. Written in the summer of 1926. (46:45)]]>