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Khmer period sandstone quarry in central Thailand. The tool marks are identical to those seen on the rough stone at the ruin sites. Si Khiu sandstone quarry
Me making a knife using flint, wood, nettle string and beeswax on an ancient technologies course in July 2006
In the diffused light of XR-527b's twin suns, as they rose to paint the sky with hues of gold and amber, the crew of the starship Intrepid stood amidst the ruins unveiled by Beacon # 42. The spectacle before them was magnificent: towering structures of seamless metal and glowing vines, an intricate mesh of nature and technology indistinguishable from each other.
Dr. Ajax, usually reserved, was uncharacteristically verbose, his eyes wide with wonder as he murmured about "biomechatronics" ā a term that until then had belonged to science fiction. First Officer Kline cataloged everything with a childlike eagerness, his previous exploits paling in comparison to the grandeur that surrounded them.
But it was Captain Zara who felt the pull of the place the most. She walked between the structures, her hand trailing along the warm, pulsating metal, feeling the thrum of the planet beneath her fingers. The energy was immense, not just electrical but alive, as if each breath of wind carried the whispers of those who once walked these paths.
The beacons had awakened more than just lights; they had stirred the sentience of the planet, a consciousness that now communicated with Dee in bursts of complex data. Dee, who had always been a sentinel, found herself an interpreter between the organic and the synthetic. The AI's circuits were flooded with ancient knowledge, and she relayed the history of a civilization that had not perished but transcended, their essence merged with the planet itself.
The crew set up camp under the protective arch of what once might have been a temple or a laboratory. Around them, the forest came alive with more beacons activating, casting long shadows as the crew moved through the dense undergrowth. The ruins turned out to be not just a city but a map, a guide to understanding XR-527b, each structure a chapter, each beacon a paragraph of a story waiting to be read.
As night approached, the explorers gathered around a newly activated beacon, its light warm and inviting. Here, they discovered a new marvel - the beacon did not just emit light but projected images, scenes from the life of the planetās former inhabitants. They watched as ghostly figures moved through their daily lives, working alongside nature, their technology indistinguishable from the trees and the air itself.
Captain Zara raised her camera to capture these projections, these phantoms of a bygone era, as the crew watched in silence. The images were hauntingly beautiful, a ballet of light and shadow played out against the canvas of the ancient city.
In the reflection of her lens, Zara saw the faces of her crew, each one alight with the thrill of discovery, the same light that had guided them across the cosmos to this moment. It was then that they realized they were not mere explorers or conquerors; they were witnesses to the continuum of life, part of a legacy that spanned the stars.
And so, they continued, from beacon to beacon, uncovering the wisdom of a civilization that had danced with the stars long before humanity had even dreamt of it. With each revelation, the Intrepid crew grew closer not just to each other, but to the very cosmos they had always sought to understand.
As Beacon # 43 illuminated their faces in the twilight, they knew that this journey was more than a mission; it was a testament to the indomitable spirit of discovery, a bridge between the past and the future, and the unyielding curiosity that drove humanity ever onward into the embrace of the unknown.
Egyptologists tell us that the obelisks were cut out by pounding with diorite balls. Any engineer can see this is impossible.
I designed a life-size LEGO Sheikah slate from Legend of Zelda BOTW. Instructions available here: rebrickable.com/mocs/MOC-103143/bric.ole/sheikah-slate-bo...
A candid shot taken from another time line.
We had been sitting for a long time, with out words. It felt as though there were a fire emerging from within and surrounding, what I thought of at the time, as me.
My mentor, in silence, with a slight smile on the face, hands holding each other, reminded me of my heart.
Going back 60 years or so and doing some spontaneous portraits.
It's always interesting to me, how all the lines of time connect in unexpected ways, revealing reflections of ourselves, and our perceptions. On many levels, every moment captured like this is a slice of infinity revealing some truth.
The trick is taking the time to truly see what time is all about. Now, When you get to it, everything becomes a bit more clear.
via Instagram ift.tt/Oz8Ymh ā This old guy just won't die. Here's to nearly 15 years of reliable scanning. Notice the green plastic, it matched all the old mac green blobjects from the G3 era... I think this was also the first USB peripheral i ever bought. #1999calledandwantsitsscannerback #ancienttechnology
Going through boxes on the weekend my housemate and I spent organizing our stuff in the basement was fun. It was good to go through boxes of stuff and throw away a lot of things.
There were some treasures in there too though. My first ever camera was a hand-me-down Kodak camera that took this 110 film. I found the camera and these in separate boxes.
Now I have to find somewhere to get the film developed. I took them into the film lab at WalMart. I walked up to the counter and pulled these out of my pocket as I was saying to the person at the counter "You're probably going to have no idea bout this but..." and she ran away and got the manager who was standing talking to one of the other employees. She called his name and tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around and saw me standing there with these two in my hand, he started laughing - which was pretty much the response I was expecting. He came over and apologized for laughing. He told me that they didn't have the equipment to get these developed, but the IGA here in town does. It was just a question of whether they would do it. And it would probably cost me a little bit more too.
I have had a chance to go and enquire about these yet since I was dealing with car issues last week.(The heater core went on my car as I was driving to work on January 2. $839.99 later...) But I digress. I was away in Banff on the weekend And this week it's Thursday night already. Where does the time go??
So, if the IGA here in town won't do it, I'm going to have to try and find somewhere in Calgary that will do it, I guess.
These could be entertaining. I think the last time I used that camera was about 1992.
not really in to cable anymore, but we did determine that we wanted to see the oscars bad enough that we went out an bought some rabbit ears, I'm surprised they still make these...
A badgir, or windtower. They "catch" the wind and cool the house, through a very old and ingenious technology. A sort of ancient air conditioning...
This trio of phone booths sits outside of an Office Max at 23rd and "O" St. here in Lincoln...at least for the moment. I've read that with the proliferation of cell phones, pay phones (especially in the antiquated form of phone booths) are disappearing around the country. It's therefore even more rare to see three booths together like this, so I thought I'd better snap a shot of 'em before they disappear.