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The story of the lost , the one who loves to travel and talk to those who dont talk back.
Its in the midst of those long journeys where she finds what she is looking for.
peace
The depicted pinwheel space station uses rotational force to produce artificial gravity, but it never materialized. As a result, NASA had to create a strict exercise regimen for the astronauts in space to lessen the harmful effects of long-term microgravity on the human body. Now, Elon Musk is reviving the pinwheel/rotational force concept for the artificial gravity starship he plans to build for the journey to Mars.
So I was taking a picture of my sister holding one of our cats, but it turned out like this!! haha no processing :)
Hiện giờ đang có cảm giác rất tồi tệ, fãi chăng là do mình s.nghĩ wá nhìu, hay là vì 1í do nào khác.
Tất cả là tại mình hay ai khác. Đúng thậc, mình wá ngốc :|
k chua :)
There are those who believe... that life here... began out there.
Far across the universe.
With tribes of humans... who may have been the forefathers of the Egyptians... or the Toltecs... or the Mayans... that they may have been the architects of the Great Pyramids... or the lost civilizations of Lemuria... or Atlantis...
Some believe that there may yet be brothers of man... who even now fight to survive... somewhere beyond the heavens
Battlestar GALACTICA | TV series 1978-1979
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“Battlestar Galactica”, produzido por Glen A. Larson, 1978. Inicialmente exibida no canal americano ABC, rapidamente obteve êxito mundial.
A história da série conta que, os humanos surgiram num planeta distante chamado Kobol, num passado longínquo. Com o tempo, esse planeta não pôde mais suportar vida e os humanos, organizados em treze tribos, sendo que uma se perderia das demais (insinuando que esta seria a nossa cultura actual), tiveram que procurar outro planeta noutro sistema solar. Milhares de anos depois de estarem instalados em novas colónias, com a evolução, a tecnologia avançou demais e a inteligência artificial usada pelos humanos ganhou forma de vida e consciência própria, revoltando-se contra os seus criadores por achar que estes não davam valor a sua existência. Os Cylons, acreditavam num Deus único e os Humanos em vários, causaram um conflito entre as suas culturas. Os Cylons então planearam e executaram ataques de destruição em massa que reduziu a Humanidade, de cerca de 12 biliões de pessoas, a apenas alguns milhares de sobreviventes.
Sem alternativas, esses sobreviventes decidiram, sob a liderança do Comandante Adama (Lorne Green), procurar uma lendária décima terceira tribo, que havia deixado Kobol, antes das outras doze tribos e que se havia dirigido a um planeta “brilhante” conhecido, como Terra.
this pic is an attempt to digitize one of those frozen moments from my dream, where i stood breathless enjoying everybit of it. I have tried my best to rebuild the scene in every aspect trying to take you there to that particular moment of awe that i experienced.
Charlotte, NC
Just another good time shooting with some of my favorite kids. The Downtown Fiction was on the road with the Bambozzle Road Show and stopped in Charlotte and I headed down there to hang out and do a some new press shots for them. I've shot with these guys nearly 10 times and its fun to see our progress as they grow as musicians and I grow as a photographer. I plan on doing a blog post about it sometime soon.
Sorry about the extreme looking sharpening, no sharpening applied to this image. Thank Flickr for it.
Strobist: Natural Light
5d w/ 50 1.4
This is my swap embroidery for jessicakelly for the Phat Quarter Books Swap. Unfortunatly I hadn't read any of the authors that are Jessica's favorite, so I decided to go for something general. And during my research for some nice quote I fell in love with this one by Jessamyn West.
“Where’d ya’ get that money and fancy webbing from?” asked Spider.
“Bit of work on the side,” replied Spider, winking and touching her nose.
“What sorta’ work?” asked Spider.
“Selling diaries for the year 2098 to the Mafia,” replied Spider.
“Oh,” said Spider. “That’s very organised crime.”
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TellyTube Edition: youtu.be/AQyCvI5ZEQA
James M. Cain - The Butterfly
Dell Books 0869, 1964
Cover Artist: Frank McCarthy
"Shocking and powerful novel of passion, suspense and violence."
...after a hard working day it's nice to watch a very good science fiction movie in DeathStarCinema...
Byron Woolfe - Sweet Slut
Playtime Books 691-S, 1964
Cover Artist: Robert Bonfils
"Can a prostitute be a good wife? Janice thought so and she proved it, in and out of bed."
Byron Woolfe was a pseudonym of Edwin M. Adair
Hans Waldemar Wessolowski (1894-1948) was born in Germany and studied at the Berlin Royal Academy of Art. He joined the merchant marines in 1911 and spent two years traveling around the world in steamships. He jumped ship offshore from New Orleans and swam to America without entry papers in 1912. He became a U.S. citizen in 1913, and eventually began to make a living as a commercial illustrator.
His first science fiction illustrations were sold to “Amazing Stories” in 1929. He also sold freelance pulp covers to Clayton Publications’ “Astounding Stories,” and became their chief illustrator for covers and interior story illustrations. In 1940 he joined the art department of “The New York Daily News” as a staff artist. [Source: Field Guide to Wild American Pulp Artists at www.pulpartists.com/Wesso.html]
Hollow Coves - Fact or Fiction (Official Audio)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8dBmGnXbjY
Location :Barcelona
Nikon 85 mm f/2.8 PC Micro-Nikkor
Fiction again, our (Maaikeh, Natasja, Solarsenshi, Nerderella and me) forum mascotte custom ^^
(Face up is completely done by talented Solarsenshi)
Nonfiction
I have given up fiction
Of all kinds
For now
Illusions
Delusions
Wishful thinking
And short stories
Novels
Thrillers
Romances
And tall tales
I have given up white swans
And black swans
Stopped transforming frogs
Into princesses
And got a grip
A handle
A firm grasp
On reality
Letting those romantic dreams drift away
Like morning fog
Burned off
By a rising sun
I am content with things as they are
Putting fantasy
Pipe dreams
And desire
In that ash heap
That dust bin
That oaken hope chest
Where the shards
And the remnants
Gathering in a simple pile
May soon
Hopefully
Be forgotten
© Jamie McKenzie, all rights reserved
You will find more of my poems and songs here
and in The Storm in Its Passing and Flights of Fancy.
My songs are at
Published in “Amazing Stories Quarterly,” Vol. 1, No. 1 (Winter 1928)
“The next day Professor Sherard broadcast his last words to the world. It was the message of the last hope, a call for migration to the moon. . . The moon offers the only refuge if any of earth’s inhabitants are to survive. . . Within a normal week it will be not less than fifty-thousand, despite its retarded progress. Then its tides will leap higher than our loftiest peaks, many of which will be destroyed by earthquakes or undermined by the flood. . .
“When the moon has attained a proximity of about twenty-five thousand miles (and its approach stops and reverses), another glacial age will have truly come upon the earth. Though our globe may become a ball of ice like the distant planets Neptune and Uranus, it is possible that the fury of the tides will prevent the waters congealing as a whole. However, there will be icebergs rivaling Mount Everest in size. Moreover, the sorely perplexed planet will be all but split asunder by centrifugal force which is already manifesting itself in cataclysmic earthquakes. But the world will survive because of its density. . .” [Quoting the story]
[Note: In a recent movie directed by Roland Emmerich, "Moonfall" (2022), the moon is knocked out of its orbit and sent on a collision course with earth, Needless to say, the catastrophe that follows is on full display. Though fun to watch, the other stuff about a Dyson Sphere, white dwarf and rogue AI is nutty as a fruitcake.]
I found this poster while digging through old library stuff. I believe it was purchased when our school was first built in the mid 1960’s.