Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
A controversial theory, that strange red rains in India six years ago might have contained microbes from outer space, hasn’t died. In fact, things might be getting even weirder.
A new study suggests the claimed connection between scarlet rain and tiny celestial visitors may be consistent with historical accounts linking colored rain to meteor passings. These would seem to echo the India case, in which organisms are proposed to have fallen out of a breaking meteor.
“Some of these [past] accounts may have been exaggerated,” cautioned the new study’s author in reporting his findings, adding that considerable problems also dog the alien-cell proposal.
Yet the historical analysis, he concluded, shows the question is “much more complex than one might have expected” and “should be investigated with every scientific resource” available.
The study, by doctoral student Patrick McCafferty of Queen’s University Belfast, is published in the advance online edition of the International Journal of Astrobiology.
McCafferty analyzed, as he wrote, “80 accounts of red rain, another 20 references to lakes and rivers turning blood-red, and 68 examples of other phenomena such as coloured rain, black rain, milk, bricks, or honey falling from the sky.”
Sixty of these events, or 36 percent, “were linked to meteoritic or cometary activity,” he went on. But not always strongly. Sometimes, “the fall of red rain seems to have occurred after an airburst,” as from a meteor exploding in air; other times the odd rainfall “is merely recorded in the same year as a stone-fall or the appearance of a comet.”
The phenomena were recorded in times and places as varied as Classical Rome, medieval Ireland, Norman Britain and 19th century California, noted McCafferty, who has a master’s degree in archaeology and studies Irish myth and astronomy. McCafferty added that tales suggestive of red rain-meteor links also crop up in myth.
With witnesses to past events all long dead, McCafferty wrote that probably no historical analysis will ever settle the debate over the 2001 rainfalls in India.
Research claiming to connect these rains to extraterrestrial life provoked disbelief when they were first reported widely, in World Science. “I really, really don’t think they are from a meteor!” wrote Harvard University biologist Jack Szostak, referring to cell-like particles that had been reported to permeate the collected rainwater.
The curious events began on July 25, 2001, when residents of Kerala, a region in southwestern India, started seeing scarlet rain in some areas. It persisted on-and-off for some weeks, even two months. Scientists couldn’t identify the cell-like specks that gave the water its scarlet hue. Speculation of possible extraterrestrial origins began.
Two Indian scientists later published a chemical and biological analysis suggesting, they said, that the specks might indeed be little aliens. They “have much similarity with biological cells” but without DNA, wrote the researchers, Godfrey Louis and A. Santhosh Kumar of India’s Mahatma Gandhi University. “Are these cell-like particles a kind of alternate life from space?”
They cited newspaper reports that a meteor broke up in the atmosphere hours before the red rain. Louis and Kumar’s research paper appeared in the April 4, 2006 online edition of the research journal Astrophysics and Space Science. In previous, unpublished papers, the pair also claimed the particles could reproduce in extreme heat.
Some researchers, including Chandra Wickramasinghe, director of the Centre for Astrobiology at Cardiff University, U.K., have said that Louis and Kumar’s idea may well be correct. He and other supporters pointed to the consistency of the alien-cell hypothesis with the popular “panspermia” theory, which holds that meteors and comets might have seeded life throughout many planets.
But other scientists have cited problems with the theory, including a lack of clear evidence for any meteor, and the knotty question of how micro-aliens might have stayed aloft for months after bursting out of a meteor.
“Without conclusive evidence such as meteoritic dust mixed with red rain, it is difficult to say anything specific about Kerala’s red rain,” McCafferty wrote. But in history, he added, “there appears to be a strong link between some reported events [like it] and meteoritic activity. The reported airburst just before the fall of red rain in Kerala fits a familiar pattern, and cannot be dismissed so easily as an unrelated coincidence.”
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
In alta ordine de idei, motoarele s-au deschis de ceva vreme, daca sunteti pasionati. Poti prinde chiar si o briza-doua daca ajungi devreme, te simti ca la mare si mai si prinzi locuri.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
A vault designed to protect vanishing seed varieties for future generations opened Feb. 26 on a remote Arctic island. The Svalbard Global Seed Vault, a project of the Norwegian government, received inaugural shipments of 100 million seeds that originated in over 100 countries.
With deposits ranging from unique varieties of African and Asian food staples such as maize, rice, wheat, cowpea, and sorghum to European and South American varieties of eggplant, lettuce, barley, and potato, the first deposits represent what officials called the most comprehensive and diverse collection of food crop seeds held anywhere.
At the opening ceremony, Norwegian Prime Minister Jens Stoltenberg unlocked the chamber and, with African Nobel Peace Prize-winning environmentalist Wangari Maathai, placed the first seeds inside.
European Commission President José Manuel Barroso along with dignitaries and agriculture experts from around the globe deposited additional seeds. Norwegian musicians also performed at the opening ceremony, held 130 metres deep in a frozen mountain.
Built near the village of Longyearbyen on the island of Spitsbergen, Norway, the vault at its inception contains 268,000 distinct seed samples—each from a different farm or field. Each sample may contain hundreds of seeds or more. In all, the day’s shipments weighed some 10 tonnes.
The vault is part of what its proponents call an unprecedented effort to protect the planet’s rapidly diminishing biodiversity.
The genetic diversity of crops is essential for food production, yet scientists say it’s being lost. The vault, dug deep into the frozen rock of an Arctic mountain, is meant to secure for centuries, or longer, hundreds of millions of seeds representing every important crop variety available in the world today. As well as protecting against the daily loss of diversity, the vault is also seen as a last-resort bulwark for restarting agricultural production at the regional or global level in the wake of a natural or man-made disaster. Contingencies for climate change have been worked into the plan. Even in the worst-case scenarios of global warming, the vault rooms will remain naturally frozen for up to 200 years, its designers say.
“With climate change and other forces threatening the diversity of life that sustains our planet, Norway is proud to be playing a central role in creating a facility capable of protecting what are not just seeds, but the fundamental building blocks of human civilization,” said Norway’s Prime Minister Jens Stoltenberg.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Friday, April 4, 2008
After two years in which he sometimes tasted ridicule, there is now some recognition for a Turkish scientist who claims evolution may have gone backward in some unusual countrymen of his. Physiologist Uner Tan’s latest research on the people—who have walked on all fours lifelong—is set to appear in one of the most prestigious scientific journals.
In the research, Tan and colleagues identify a gene linked to the condition, which they call Unertan syndrome.
The publication comes after Tan, facing skepticism and sometimes hostility, had long difficulties in getting his studies on the syndrome published in major journals.
Controversy followed Tan ever since he proposed his reverse-evolution theory, which along with the syndrome itself was first reported to the general public in World Science. The theory—not discussed in the Proceedings paper—holds that the syndome may be a genetic throwback to our ape-like ancestors’ walking style, and thus could shed light on it. Some scientists have called the idea highly implausible. They argue that any mutation causing modern people to walk on all fours must involve a single genetic change, whereas the evolutionary transition to upright walking probably involved many changes.
Others who disagree with Tan have gone further and accused him of sloppy scholarship and even erratic behavior. The scientific debate has been complicated by bitter, more personal disputes between Tan and some colleagues, as well by what some observers have called a circus-like atmosphere that surrounded the syndrome’s discovery in 2006.
Yet amid these controversies, some researchers called Tan’s reverse-evolution hypothesis plausible and testable. Reverse evolution—an organism’s return to genetic characteristics of its ancestors—has been documented to occur in some animals, such as fish that lose their eyes after living in dark caves for generations.
The new paper, co-authored with six of Tan’s colleagues including his wife, Meliha, reports that a responsible mutation has been found in two of four families that by now have turned up affected by “Unertan syndrome.”
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Since the intial report of the syndrome, Tan and colleagues have identified three more Turkish families affected. The Proceedings paper reports that members of two of the families suffer a mutation in a gene called VLDLR, which influences how new brain cells find their way to the right place in the developing brain. One brain region affected is the cerebellum, which governs balance for walking and standing.
In a third family—that of the first discovered cases of the syndrome—Tan’s group confirmed a previous study linking their mutation to a region of a chromosome called 17p. The region is believed to be one of the areas of greatest differences between humans and chimps. Tan has said that this finding supports his reverse-evolution idea. Although the new paper didn’t go into that, he said he expects future studies to look at this issue. Probably “many genes are involved,” he added.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Sunt o masa de vite ovine si porcine hranite cu lingurita de televizor, virusi cu pantofi si ego-uri deviante care ne polueza constiinta colectiva si ne fac sa platim un pret psihic mult mai mare decat ne dam seama. Bimboes de ambele sexe care personifica paradigma unei societati dominate de o elita care dirijeaza majoritatea docila si supusa, prin intermediul institutiilor politice, religioase si economice si mass-media care informeaza, formeaza in minte colectiva o viziune a realitatii conforma cu a lor.
Fiecare noapte in oras ( b52, comandante..) imi umple inima mea mica si neagra cu ura si bila fata de ei.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Am fost zilele trecute la Centrul Ceh la seara documentara si de Pilsner gratuit. As it turns out, Pilsnerul a fost the only highligh of the evening (that, and M.) pentru ca "documentarul" cu pricina era de fapt un pot pourri cvasiartistic de inregistrari ale unor spectacole, concerte sau happeninguri din anii '70 (plus/minus cativa ani), un non sequitur epatant compus din contraste precum reprezentatia unui Hendrix sau Miles Davis contrapunctat inspirat de un nene cu puta goala care si-o vantura pe ritmuri foarte "gettupppa", acompaniat de pizda de rigoare, nerasa, tufisoasa, neagra, cu tatele albe de la costumul de baie... etcetera. Porcarie, poftim, am spus-o, sa mergem mai departe. Ok, poti sa iti opresti dialogul interior (vorba lui B. H. ) si sa accepti ca un putoi ceh care filmeaza 7 showuri cu homosexuali, transvestiti, jazz de calitate si hendrix, apoi pute si pizde si diversi alti prajiti si le arata apoi 25 ani mai tarziu, in Romania, nu este artist. Ok? N-a produs nimic original, doar si-a varat camcorderul in putele branzoase ale altor performeri si s-a mandrit ca ciobanul cu ce-a invatat el din New York. Ok? Foarte bine, sa mergem mai departe.
Am vazut si Ratatouille. Inspirant, foarte ok, cu mesaj, de 10 ori mai bun decat orice alta animatie in ultimii 3 ani.
In continuare, in timpul unei sedinte de gatit (pentru mine si doar pentru mine) am vizionat si inculpatul "No Reservations". Iei o tipa fututa la cap tipica, o arunci in aceeasi oala cu tipul simpatic, natural si foarte descurcaret cu copii, dar conturat lapidar si fara trecut, o copila oarecum ca nuca-n perete (pentru ca e o comedie pare-se si totusi fetita e acolo din cauza ca ii moare mama :| ) si mult gatit (most of the times, cu fite). Si iti iese un ceva 100% american, la fel ca mult-laudata lor pizza culturala, un film ce putea sa aiba un singur fir narativ logic, coerent si self-sufficient dar care in schimb a avut vreo 3 galeti de apa aruncate peste zeama narativa, rezultand o ciorba slaba si ambigua gustativ.
Asa. Acum sa ajungem la prezent. Fuck them, they're all bitches...oops, wrong meeting. Da. Acum fac bagajele pentru Londra, da, plec singur, in lume, etc, ne vedem cu totii pe 10 cand ma intorc.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
"I was born William Melvin Hicks on December 16, 1961 in Valdosta, Georgia. Ugh. Melvin Hicks from Georgia. Yee Har! I already had gotten off to life on the wrong foot. I was always “awake,” I guess you’d say. Some part of me clamoring for new insights and new ways to make the world a better place.
All of this came out years down the line, in my multitude of creative interests that are the tools I now bring to the Party. Writing, acting, music, comedy. A deep love of literature and books. Thank God for all the artists who’ve helped me. I’d read these words and off I went – dreaming my own imaginative dreams. Exercising them at will, eventually to form bands, comedy, more bands, movies, anything creative. This is the coin of the realm I use in my words – Vision.
On June 16, 1993 I was diagnosed with having “liver cancer that had spread from the pancreas.” One of life’s weirdest and worst jokes imaginable. I’d been making such progress recently in my attitude, my career and realizing my dreams that it just stood me on my head for a while. “Why me!?” I would cry out, and “Why now!?”
Well, I know now there may never be any answers to those particular questions, but maybe in telling a little about myself, we can find some other answers to other questions. That might help our way down our own particular paths, towards realizing my dream of New Hope and New Happiness.
I left in love, in laughter, and in truth and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit."
Bill Hicks - Last Word
"We gotta come to some new ideas about life folks ok? I'm not being blase about abortion, it might be a real issue, it might not, doesn't matter to me. What matters is that if you believe in the sanctity of life then you believe it for life of all ages. That's what I hate about this child-worship syndrome going on. "Save the children! They're killing children! How many children were at Waco? They're killing children!" What does that mean? They reach a certain age and they're off your fucking love-list? Fuck your children, if that's the way you think then fuck you too. You either love all people of all ages or you shut the fuck up."
"Christianity has a built-in defense system: anything that questions a belief, no matter how logical the argument is, is the work of Satan by the very fact that it makes you question a belief. It's a very interesting defense mechanism and the only way to get by it -- and believe me, I was raised Southern Baptist -- is to take massive amounts of mushrooms, sit in a field, and just go, "Show me." "
"It's just a ride and we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money, a choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one."
"The war on drugs to me is absolutely phoney; it's so obviously phoney, okay? It's a war against our civil rights, that's all it is. They're using it to make us afraid to go out at night, afraid of each other, so that we lock ourselves in our homes and they get to suspend our rights one by one."
"The world is like a ride at an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us. They say, "Hey, don't worry, don't be afraid ever, because – this is just a ride." And we … kill those people. "Shut him up. We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. Jesus, murdered; Martin Luther King, murdered; Malcolm X, murdered; Gandhi, murdered; John Lennon, murdered; Reagan … wounded. But it doesn't matter, because – it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace."
"I smoke. If this bothers anyone, I recommend you look around the world in which we live, and … I don't know, shut your fucking mouth?"
"See, I know you entertain some kind of eternal life fantasy because you've chosen not to smoke; let me be the first to pop that fucking bubble and send you hurtling back to reality – because you're dead too. And you know what doctors say: "Shit, if only you'd smoked, we'd have the technology to help you. It's you people dying from nothing who are screwed."
"The whole image is that eternal suffering awaits anyone who questions God's infinite love. That's the message we're brought up with, isn't it? Believe or die! "Thank you, forgiving Lord, for all those options."
" Wouldn't you like to see a positive LSD story on the news? To hear what it's all about, perhaps? Wouldn't that be interesting? Just for once?
Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration … that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There's no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we're the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather."
"Here is my final point. About drugs, about alcohol, about pornography and smoking and everything else. What business is it of yours what I do, read, buy, see, say, think, who I fuck, what I take into my body – as long as I do not harm another human being on this planet?"
"This is it, folks. This is the idea which has kept me virtually unknown for the past 16 years. I have watched my crowds dwindle. I am going nowhere, and nowhere quick, but, those of you who have children, I am sorry to tell you this, but they are not special. Wait! I know some of you are going: "What, what?" Let me just clarify: I know you think they're special … ha ha ha! I'm aware of that. I'm just here to tell you that they're not! Ha ha ha ha! Sorry. Did you know that every time a guy comes, he comes two-hundred million sperm? One out of two-hundred million – that load, we're only talking about one load – connected: Gee, what are the fucking odds? Do you know what that means? I've wiped nations off of my chest with a grey gym sock. Entire civilizations have flaked and crusted in the hair around my navel! […] I've tossed universes in my underpants while napping. Boom! A Milkyway shoots into my jockeyshorts: "Unngh … what's for fucking breakfast?!"
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
bill hicks - another dead hero...
Friday, February 22, 2008
But still you'll never get it right
'cos when you're laid in bed at night watching roaches climb the wall
If you call your Dad he could stop it all.
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do what common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view, and dance and drink and screw
Because there's nothing else to do.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Scientists hope to send a robotic submarine into oceans that may lurk within a moon of Jupiter, in what could be the first exploration through liquid waters on another world.
Researchers have long speculated that under the icy shell that encases the moon, Europa, liquid water might harbor primitive life forms. A Europa mission is still years away, according to scientists; but in preparation for such an event, they plan to test a NASA-funded robotic probe under ice on Earth. Testing will take place next week in Lake Mendota on the campus of the University of Wisconsin, Madison, according to a Feb. 8 announcement from the agency. The sub is made to “swim untethered under ice, creating three-dimensional maps of underwater environments,” the announcement said. The robot would also “collect data on conditions in those environments and take samples of microbial life.” The project is led by University of Illinois at Chicago and NASA scientists.
After the Wisconsin tests, researchers said they plan to ship the probe to a permanently frozen lake in Antarctica for further trials. The vehicle, called ENDURANCE (Environmentally Non-Disturbing Under-ice Robotic Antarctic Explorer), is a $2.3 million project. It’s a follow-up to the Deep Phreatic Thermal Explorer, another NASA-funded project that finished underwater tests in Mexico in 2007, agency scientists said. Europa, slightly smaller than Earth’s Moon, is the fourth largest of Jupiter’s at least 16 moons, and is covered with whitish and brown ice. Beneath it, many researchers believe the moon may harbor the only global ocean of liquid water in our Solar System besides Earth’s. Images from NASA’s Galileo spacecraft have shown areas with similarities to Earth’s ice-floe covered Arctic oceans, suggesting the existence of water or warm “slushy” ice below, according to David R. Williams, a scientist at the agency’s Goddard Space Flight Center. Such an ocean could conceivably provide a home for living things. Europa’s interior is hotter than its surface, according to William B. McKinnon, a planetary scientist at Washington University in St. Louis. This internal heat comes from the gravitational pull of Jupiter and its other large moons, which stretch Europa’s insides in different directions and create friction. Most of the satellite is made of rock, according to McKinnon.
Repeated splitting and shifting of the surface ice, and disruptions from below, have reshaped Europa’s surface, Mcinnon continued. A result is that there are few visible impact craters, since the shifting would have erased these. The surface shows shallow cracks, valleys, ridges, pits, blisters, and icy flows, McKinnon added, none more than a few hundred yards or meters high or deep. The Italian astronomer Galileo discovered Europa 1610. Its name is said to have been first suggested by his contemporary, the German astronomer Kepler, who proposed naming Jupiter’s moons after the secret mistresses of Jupiter, king of the gods in Greek and Roman mythology. According to myth, Jupiter took the form of a bull to abduct Europa, a Phoenician princess.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Pana la urma, doar nostalgia trage de anumite lucruri si persoane, facandu-te sa ai impresia ca acele lucruri au o valoare inexorabila si ca ai nevoie de ele, in evolutia ta. Adevarul, insa, in cazul meu, este altul: intotdeauna au existat rani si de fiecare data ce ma atasa de ele era sentimentul nostalgiei, sentimentul ca pierd ceva valoros si pe care nu ar trebui sa-l uit niciodata. Insa trebuie sa lasi unele lucruri sa se piarda, sa le dai drumul pentru a merge inainte si a intelege ca absolut toate evenimentele si persoanele din viata ta iti creeaza o personalitate, iti acorda experienta, si ca orice ai pierde, de fapt castigi mult mai mult si directia pe care o ia viata ta este una buna.
Toti cei care ma cunosc stiu ca nu sunt o persoana excesiv de sentimentala si nici genul care sa dispenseze astfel de sfaturi sau memorii. Si totusi, cred cu tarie in lucrurile astea, ca fiecare experienta a vietii mele, fiecare esec, fiecare rana, reprezinta pasi importanti care ma contureaza si care ma imping, mai usor, mai brusc, catre directia cea buna. Nostalgia este si ea un pas, si poate unul important, si valideaza experientele in momentul epuizarii lor, insa de multe ori valoarea lucrurilor ca experienta si nu ca certitudini imi scapa pe moment, si tocmai din cauza acestei nostalgii.
Cu toate acesta, nu am nici o indoiala in ceea ce imi priveste viata si directia ei. Am mai zis odata, si repet: nu am nici regrete, nici remuscari, si recunosc si apreciez momentele in care ma eliberez de ceva. Cand un lucru se termina, dispare, sau devine obsolete, este pentru ca altele mai bune sa urmeze si sa ii ia locul, este insasi definitia evolutiei ca dezvoltare incrementala de la un nivel de complexitate la urmatorul; nu incape indoiala ca lucrurile cele mai bune urmeaza de-abia sa se intample, si daca ramai impamantat in anumite circumstante, nu iti permiti sa evoluezi si ratezi lucrurile frumoase care te asteapta, uneori chiar dupa colt.
Am iubit si voi iubi; o fac cu toata inima, de fiecare data, si nu cred ca se va schimba. Fiecare experienta este ceva inedit, si inevitabil fiecare ajunge pana la urma in sertarasul ei; cu timpul, sertarele cresc in numar, si din cand in cand ma mai uit prin ele si retraiesc si imi amintesc, si vad inca o data unicitatea fiecarui sertar si rolul important pe care fiecare l-a jucat in evolutia catre cine sunt eu. Iubirea puternica inseamna intelegere, uitare, lipsa de regrete, respect si rabdare, abilitatea de a vedea adevarul ne-menajat, puterea de a da drumul si de a nu cere nimic.
Sunt si voi fi recunoscator persoanelor din viata mea, mai ales celor care m-au iubit si care mi-au primit dragostea. Am mai spus odata lucrurile astea, ca stiu cam am gresit poate fata de unii dintre ei, insa niciodata nu voi avea sentimente negative fata de aceste persoane si fiecare are sertarasul propriu, plin cu amintiri. Fiecare imi poarta recunostinta si respectul, si fiecare reprezinta cate un capitol (posibil chiar cele mai importante capitole, din viata oricui), si numai cu un astfel de profil emotional poti lasa viata sa mearga inainte.
Am brusc senzatia ca vreau sa multumesc. Nu stiu cui anume, sau daca tuturor, dar pana la urma, acesta sunt eu acesta voi fi eu, pana se schimba lucrurile.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
M-am temut la un moment dat de aceste versuri. Si pe buna dreptate. Uneori cand lucrurile se schimba, se pot schimba mai repede sau mai incet. Insa poate cel mai interesant, in astfel de momente, este cand raman anumite relicve, lucruri incompatibile si de care, in mod ciudat, nu te poti scutura.
Trebuie sa dai drumul unor lucruri ca sa poti merge inainte, si, cum am mai spus candva, indiferent ce pierzi sau ce castigi, totul va merge spre ceva mai bine. Nu voi avea vreodata regrete si in unele ocazii speciale iert fara nici un fel de remuscare. Sunt foarte recunoscator persoanelor care m-au iubit si care m-au cunoscut, si sunt foarte recunoscator ca am putut sa le cunosc si sa le iubesc.
Viata merge mai departe. Renunti sa mai incerci sa recompui piesele unei vieti de pe-acum trecute, si te inscrii in registrul unei noi vieti. Insa ce te faci cand te trezesti, brusc, ca anumite elemente ale noii vieti brusc incurajeaza mai puternic tocmai ce incerci sa uiti?
Intr-o ipostaza in care se instalase uitarea, si o doreai, cel mai confusing este ca aceasta brusc sa inceteze. Ma cunosc. Stiu ca uit, si ca voi uita, si vreau sa uit. Este esential de fapt sa uiti, mai ales cand incarcatura emotionala ce e atasata unora din lucrurile pe care vrei sa le uiti, este foarte puternica. In concordanta cu uitarea si cu mersul mai departe, apar noi fatete ale vietii tale, noi oportunitati, incepi sa iti faci planuri, cunosti oameni, etc.
Dar, cateodata, planurile tale ajung intr-un punct in care nu numai ca nu mai intra in conflict cu viata veche, ci chiar, brusc, sugereaza o foarte mare compatibilitate cu anumite lucruri cu adevarat importante ale acesteia. Lucruri de care brusc iti aduci aminte, incepand cu cateva ganduri, si ajungi la cascade coplesitoare de emotii, senzatii, vorbe, soapte, saruturi, lucruri pe care nu le mai vrei, lucruri pe care credeai ca le-ai uitat, lucruri de care nu mai ai nevoie pentru ca ... nu mai ai ce face cu ele. Si dupa ce fierul rosu al acestor amintiri face o tura-doua prin mintea si inima ta, te relaxezi, te duci inapoi la trebuirle tale si atunci te loveste: motivul pentru care au reaparut este pentru ca viata noua le permite.
Sau, mai degraba, viata mea le permite. In continuare as prefera sa nu ma simt asa, pentru ca it's pointless. Este latura mea idealist-romantica care kicks in, wishful thinking, vise de intregire si alte asemenea ganduri si sentimente. Dar letting go means letting go, so does moving on. Oare ar trebui sa mai incerci sa mai potrivesti lucruri vechi cu lucruri noi? Oricat de meaningful sunt? [to be continued]
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Doua episoade au mai marcat evenimentul andro-bahic (cu reticenta ;) ) al noptii trecute. Primul, realizarea brusca ca, desi calitatea pe care o apreciez cel mai mult intr-o persoana este onestitatea, am nenonorocul sa ma inconjor cu persoane (desi departe de mine la ne numesc chiar pe toate superificiale) cu a caror interactiune este lipsita de profunzime - si acest lucru, aceste persoane superficiale se alfa chiar in cele mai intime cercuri.
Al doilea episod a fost dulce-amarui. La sfarsitul noptii am ramas oarecum bewildered si confuz in fata lucrurilor cu care se multumesc unii oameni. Si nu neaparat faptul ca un tip si-a lovit prietena cu piciorul, ci pentru ca in ciuda revoltei mele si a sentimentului de furie momentana, nu am facut nimic. Oare acea tipa stie ca nimeni nu merita anumite lucruri? Nu parea genul de fata care sa trebuiasca sa indure aceste lucruri, si totusi parea obisnuita cu tratamentul. Mare pacat ca unii oameni cateodata nu stiu ce au, sau ce pierd, si mai ales ce nu merita.
In two more years, my sweetheart, we will see another view
Such longing for the past for such completion
What was once golden has now turned a shade of grey
I've become crueler in your presence
They say: "be brave, there's a right way and a wrong way"
This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years, there's only two more years
Two more years so hold on
You've cried enough this lifetime, my beloved polar bear
Tears to fill a sea to drown a beacon
To start anew all over, remove those scars from your arms
To start anew all over more enlightened
I know, my love, this is not the only story you can tell
This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you
You don't need to find answers
Dead weights, balloons
Drag me to you
Dead weights, balloons
To sleep in your arms
I've become crueler since I met you
I've become rougher, this world is killing me
And we cover our lies with handshakes and smiles
And we try to remember our alibis
We tell lies to our parents, we hide in their rooms
We bury our secrets in the garden
Of course we could never make this love last
I said of course we could never make this love last
The only love we know is love for ourselves
We bury our secrets in the garden
Old song, new life. Acum stiu de ce mi-a placut intotdeauna acest video. :)
Friday, February 1, 2008
"N-am sa mai fiu, cum ma stiu/Cand iertam/Nimic de dat doar de uitat..." - iata versul care ma pune pe ganduri. Nu neaparat ca asa simt, ci mai degraba ca nu vreau sa simt asa. Faptul ca pot iubi, si ierta si fi rabdator - acestea imi sunt lucruri foarte dragi si as tine de ele cu dintii. Dar ma schimb... ma schimb si incep sa nu ma mai recunosc, incep sa imi devin un strain. De multe ori am incercat recent sa merg pe aceleasi cai, sa fac aceleasi lucruri pe care le faceam acum nu atat de mult timp, si am facut lucrurile astea doar sa vad daca ma mai incap. Este greu de explicat... insa dincolo de asta, rezultatul este clar: nu. Nu ma mai incap.
Si poate cel mai mult, mi-e teama sa fiu gresit inteles. Nu doresc sa uit lucruri, nu doresc sa ma scutur de lucruri, sa scap de lucruri. Tot ceea ce este foarte important pentru mine, tot ceea ce iubesc, pe cine iubesc, ramane cu mine, chiar daca eu ma schimb. Nu sunt bagaje sau surplus, le iubesc si iubesc in continuare, si singurul mod prin care m-am schimbat catre ele este ca ma simt mai putin legat, mai indiferent (oricat de rece ar suna) la absenta lor.
Stiu ca multe din lucrurile pe care le spun nu au sens. Pentru mine insa, perioada aceasta imi reprezinta lumea.
Pe data viitoare
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Iata un motto care mie imi repugna de cele mai multe ori, in circumstantele cele mai uzuale si cele mai banale.
Dar recunosc cu mirare ca exista totusi ceva in spatele acestei zicale.
Cateodata trebuie sa dai drumul unor lucruri, pentru a putea merge inainte. Cateodata, ai nevoie de unele lucruri ca sa poti continua. Dar indiferent de ce pierzi sau ce pastrezi, va merge totusi undeva bine.
Nu am remuscari, nu am regrete. Nu uit, si cateodata mai si iert. Nu imi place viata "ancorata", legata de ceva ci din contra, apreciez optiunile si sentimentul de a putea renunta la ceva, sau de a putea iesi din ceva, exact atunci cand vrei tu, si sa poti face acest lucru oricand vrei tu. Nu voi intra niciodata in situatii care sa ma lege sau sa ma oblige, si lucrurile care le fac cu placere nu le voi mai placea cand sunt obligat sa le fac. Nu fug de responsabilitate - din contra, imi place responsabilitatea, dar de asemenea apreciez oportunitatea pentru optiune.
Nu ma voi impune niciodata asupra celor pe care ii iubesc. Si iubesc cu toata inima, cand o fac. Putina lume stie ce inseamna sa iubesti insa cu toata forta, si ce poti sa faci cand iubesti. Regretele si negarea nu inseamna iubire adevarata. Iubire adevarata inseamna intelegere, respect, si puterea de a recunoaste lucrurile pentru ceea ce sunt. Iubire inseamna sa poti sa dai drumul, sa lasi, sa intelegi, si sa nu ceri nimic.
Multumesc din suflet celor ce m-au iubit, si celor ce m-au lasat sa-i cunosc si sa-i iubesc. Recunosc ca am gresit fata de unii dintre ei, si greselile si regretul le voi purta intotdeauna. Stiu ca de multe ori n-am fost atat de bun cat puteam, dar mai stiu si ca intotdeauna m-am straduit cat am putut de mult sa fiu cat pot de mult - chiar daca nu a parut asa.
Asa incep noile capitole. Intotdeauna exista putina durere care sa marcheze o trecere, dar durerea dispare. Este un echilibru natural si cursiv intre varfuri si depresiuni, intre bun si rau, intre placut si neplacut.
Iert. Permit. Uit. Inteleg. Nu ma leg de nimic - daca apar oportunitati pentru ceva mai bun, intotdeauna voi profita de ele. Fara remuscari - asa e viata. Merge mai departe? Cu siguranta.
Nu accept compromisuri. Niciodata. Daca fac ceva, o fac pentru a o face bine. Altfel, mai bine sa ma lipsesc decat sa fac ceva stiind ca as putea face-o mai bine, sau sa primesc ceva ce ar putea fi mai bun. Nu pot. Si nici nu accept compromisuri din partea altora, mai ales cand stiu ca merit mai mult. Cer doar doua lucruri: sinceritate si respect. Nu iubire, nu alte sentimente, nu fantasme, nu basme, nu plasmuiri, nu scenarii, nu vise, nu exagerari, victimizari sau subestimari. Si mai ales nu cer altceva. Nu ma leg eu de nimic, si nu astept promisiuni sau eforturi din partea altora. Ci sa fie in my life, along for the ride, as long as they feel like it. Atata timp ca sunt onesti.
Inca o data, multumesc ca m-ati iubit si ca m-ati lasat sa iubesc.
Friday, January 25, 2008
The rise and evolution of these bugs—the biting disease-carriers, in particular—coincided fatefully with the mighty reptiles’ later days, write George Poinar Jr. of Oregon State University and his wife Roberta in the book, “What Bugged the Dinosaurs? Insects, Disease and Death in the Cretaceous."
The Poinars say the evidence is preserved in lifelike detail, in the form of varied insects trapped in ancient amber.
“There are serious problems with the sudden-impact theories of dinosaur extinction, not the least of which is that dinosaurs declined and disappeared over a period of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years,” said George Poinar.
He didn’t deny that there is evidence for catastrophic events such as an asteroid strike or lava flows around that time. These “certainly played a role” in the dieoff, but don’t account for its slowness, said Poinar, an entomologist.
On the other hand, he added, “competition with insects, emerging new diseases and the spread of flowering plants over very long periods of time is perfectly compatible with everything we know about dinosaur extinction.” Pests and illness may have subjected T. rex and its scaly kin to a slower torment, but possibly the fatal one ultimately, according to the authors.
The gradual downfall of the dinosaurs came around a period known as the K-T Boundary, between the so-called Cretaceous and Tertiary periods some 65 million years ago. But some dinosaurs survived for thousands of years thereafter, Poinar noted; a number of lineages lived even longer and evolved into modern-day birds.
Poinar and his spouse have spent much of their careers studying plants and animals found preserved in amber, using them to re-create environments of yore. A semi-precious gem that originates as sap oozing from a tree, amber has a unique ability to trap tiny creatures or other materials and preserves them almost perfectly in natural display cases for millions of years. The phenomenon has been invaluable in research; it also formed the premise for the film Jurassic Park, in which fictional scientists extracted dinosaur DNA from amber-trapped mosquitoes.
Insects are believed to have originated more than 400 million years ago from worms, but underwent a major flourishing in the Cretaceous era, when the later dinosaurs lived. The spread of new insect lineages went hand-in-hand with that of flowers, which had mutually dependent relationships with many insects.
This rise of flowering plants was itself bad news for dinosaurs, which traditionally fed on other types of greens, said Poinar. Meanwhile, insects came to compete for some foods with the great reptiles.
But things got worse, Poinar went on. By the late Cretaceous “the associations between insects, microbes and disease transmission were just emerging,” he said. “We found in the gut of one biting insect, preserved in amber from that era, the pathogen that causes leishmania—a serious disease still today, one that can infect both reptiles and humans. In another biting insect, we discovered organisms that cause malaria, a type that infects birds and lizards today.
“In dinosaur feces, we found nematodes, trematodes and even protozoa that could have caused dysentery and other abdominal disturbances. The infective stages of these intestinal parasites are carried by filth-visiting insects.”
In the Late Cretaceous, Poinar said, the world was covered with warm-temperate to tropical zones that swarmed with blood-sucking insects carrying leishmania, malaria, intestinal parasites, arboviruses and other pathogens. These caused repeated epidemics that slowly but surely wore down dinosaur populations, Poinar argued. Ticks, mites, lice and biting flies would have tormented and weakened them.
“Smaller and separated populations of dinosaurs could have been repeatedly wiped out, just like when bird malaria was introduced into
A possible reason why some dinosaurs lived on to make a comeback as modern-day birds, Poinar suggested, is that these smaller animals had a shorter lifespan. That might have helped them evolve faster to adapt to the insect menace, since evolution occurs on a generation-to-generation basis.
“Insects have exerted a tremendous impact on the entire ecology of the Earth, certainly shaping the evolution and causing the extinction of terrestrial organisms,” the authors wrote in their book. “The largest of the land animals, the dinosaurs, would have been locked in a life-or-death struggle with them for survival.”
If there are other universes out there—as some scientists propose—then one or more of them might be detectable, a new study suggests.
Such a finding, “while currently speculative even in principle, and probably far-off in practice, would surely constitute an epochal discovery,” researchers wrote in a paper detailing their study. The work appears in the September issue of the research journal Physical Review D.
Cosmologists generally hold that even if other universes exist, a controversial idea itself, they wouldn’t be visible, and that testing for their existence would be hard at best.
But the new study, by three scientists at the
“The question of what the aftermath of a collision might be is still quite open,” wrote Matthew C. Johnson, one of the researchers, in an email. One theory even holds that a clash between universes could destroy the cosmos we know. But Johnson, now at the California Institute of Technology in
Several lines of reasoning in modern physics have led to proposals that there are other universes. It’s a rather dodgy concept on its face, because strictly speaking, “the universe” means everything that exists. But in practice, cosmologists often loosen the definition and just speak of “a universe” as some sort of self-enclosed whole with its own physical laws.
Such a picture, in concept, allows for other universes with different laws. These realms are often called “bubble universes” or “pocket universes”—partly to sidestep the awkward definitional issue, and partly because many theorists do indeed portray them as bubble-like.
A key thread of reasoning behind the idea of bubble universes, which are sometimes collectively called a “multiverse,” is the finding that seemingly empty space contains energy, known as vacuum energy. Some theorize that under certain circumstances this energy can be converted into an explosively growing, new universe—the same process believed to have given rise to ours. Theoretical physicists including Michio Kaku of city College of New York argue that this might go on constantly—he has called it a “continual genesis”—creating many universes, coexisting not unlike bubbles in a foamy bath.
How might one detect another universe? Johnson and his colleagues reason that any collision between bubbles would, like all collisions, produce aftereffects that propagate into both chambers. These effects would probably take the form of some material ejected into both sides, Johnson said, although just what is unknown. This would in turn affect the distribution of matter in each pocket universe.
If such collisions happened recently, they might be undetectable because our universe might be too huge to be markedly affected; but not so if the events took place long enough ago, according to the University of California team, whose paper is also posted online. If a knock occurred when our expanding universe was still very small, they argue, then the aftermath might still be visible, blown up in size along with everything else since then.
When the universe was less than a thousandth its present size, it’s thought to have undergone a transformation. As it expanded, it became cool enough for atoms to form. It then also became transparent. Before that, everything had been a thick fog, but with tiny variations in its density at different points; denser parts would eventually grow and coalesce into galaxies.
This fog is still visible, because many of the light waves it gave off are just now reaching us: this is how astronomers explain a faint glow that permeates space, called the cosmic microwave background. It represents the edge of our visible universe and is detected in all directions of the sky.
A collision would lead to a rearranged pattern of density fluctuations in this background, according to the
“Nothing like this has presently been observed, although no one has ever looked for this particular signal,” Johnson added.
On the other hand, researchers have found at least one striking irregularity in the background glow—a “cold spot,” thought to be related to a vast and anomalous void in the cosmos. Could that be the mark of a separate universe? “I’m going to remain completely noncommittal” on that, Johnson said. “I can’t even tell you if it would be a hot spot or a cold spot.” Temperature variations in the cosmic microwave background are believed to reflect density variations in the early universe.
Johnson and colleagues stressed that their proposal may be only the beginning of a long, painstaking research program. “Connecting this prediction to real observational signatures will entail both difficult and comprehensive future work (and probably no small measure of good luck),” they wrote. But “it appears worth pursuing.”
Thursday, January 24, 2008
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