10-28-2017, 09:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-06-2018, 09:04 PM by Dekalb_Blues.)
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Double Trouble:
Dubble Bubble:
Hubble-bubble:
Hubble's Bubble:
http://nineplanets.org/news/hubbles-bubble-2 , https://phys.org/news/2016-04-hubble-sta...giant.html
(BTW, This ^ is the intro sequence to my soon-to-be-released epic autobio, My Life In A Cosmic Filter Bubble* And Welcome To It, a sure-fire cinematic blockbuster coming to theatres near you if you're not quick enough to keep one step ahead of distribution. Expense was no object (what the hell, it's just borrowed money anyway, it's not like it's real or anything) when it came to filming around the world on-location in all the low dives, hellholes, and fever spots high-class watering holes, privately-owned paradisiacal South Sea islands and other de luxe locales that I've impudently infested graced with my presence in a grimly dreary tramp-steamer an action-packed jet-set lifestyle. I've used the new cutting-edge 4th-Densit-O-Rama Virtual Higher-Reality process, in which voice-to-skull**, Pennsylvania Dutch hexing***, Eye-of-Osiris-augmented evil-eye****, and modified cattle-prod***** technology is used to give the lucky viewers an ultra-invasive inner sense of dramatic metaphysical realities hitherto unimagined by sane minds, much less realized on the silver screen by the usual everyday bunch of even-insaner minds in the moving-picture industry.)
* http://www.niemanlab.org/2012/are-we-stu...-paths-out
** https://www.wired.com/2008/05/army-removes-pa
*** https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/he...nnsylvania
**** http://rossenergysystems.com/Downloads/Paper_The-Electrophysical-Basis-Of-Evil-Eye-Belief.pdf
***** https://i.imgur.com/hLjkCyj.gif
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Just pour lagniappe: Chanced upon this in The Century (Vol. 33, No. 5, March, 1887), a then-popular (though in today's terms rather erudite) quarterly, whilst doing research on the American Civil War in Victorian Era literature:
Applied Astronomy
He took me out to see the stars,
That astronomic bore;
He said there was two moons near Mars,
While Jupiter had four.
I thought of course he'd whisper soon
What fourfold bliss 'twould be
To stroll beneath that fourfold moon
On Jupiter with me.
And when he spoke of Saturn's ring,
I was convinced he'd say
That was the very kind of thing
To offer me some day.
But in a tangent off he went
To double stars. Now that
Was most suggestive, so content
And quite absorbed I sat.
But no, he talked a dreary mess
Of which the only fraction
That caught my fancy, I confess,
Was "mutual attraction".
I said I thought it very queer
And stupid altogether,
For stars to keep so very near
And yet not come together.
At that he smiled, and turned his head;
I thought he'd caught the notion;
He merely bowed good-night and said
Their safety lay in motion.
---- Esther B. Tiffany (1858 - ?, American playwright, novelist, poet)
An early (and deftly-put) example given by a lady litterateur hip to certain advanced implications of the grand evolutionary-genetical/sociobiological scam awaiting the unwary incarnate, that when it comes to a certain kind of crucial communication between the terrestrial human sexes, it's effectively as if (to coin a subject-felicitous phrase) men were from Mars, and women from Venus...
Double Trouble:
Dubble Bubble:
Hubble-bubble:
Hubble's Bubble:
http://nineplanets.org/news/hubbles-bubble-2 , https://phys.org/news/2016-04-hubble-sta...giant.html
(BTW, This ^ is the intro sequence to my soon-to-be-released epic autobio, My Life In A Cosmic Filter Bubble* And Welcome To It, a sure-fire cinematic blockbuster coming to theatres near you if you're not quick enough to keep one step ahead of distribution. Expense was no object (what the hell, it's just borrowed money anyway, it's not like it's real or anything) when it came to filming around the world on-location in all the low dives, hellholes, and fever spots high-class watering holes, privately-owned paradisiacal South Sea islands and other de luxe locales that I've impudently infested graced with my presence in a grimly dreary tramp-steamer an action-packed jet-set lifestyle. I've used the new cutting-edge 4th-Densit-O-Rama Virtual Higher-Reality process, in which voice-to-skull**, Pennsylvania Dutch hexing***, Eye-of-Osiris-augmented evil-eye****, and modified cattle-prod***** technology is used to give the lucky viewers an ultra-invasive inner sense of dramatic metaphysical realities hitherto unimagined by sane minds, much less realized on the silver screen by the usual everyday bunch of even-insaner minds in the moving-picture industry.)
* http://www.niemanlab.org/2012/are-we-stu...-paths-out
** https://www.wired.com/2008/05/army-removes-pa
*** https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/he...nnsylvania
**** http://rossenergysystems.com/Downloads/Paper_The-Electrophysical-Basis-Of-Evil-Eye-Belief.pdf
***** https://i.imgur.com/hLjkCyj.gif
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Just pour lagniappe: Chanced upon this in The Century (Vol. 33, No. 5, March, 1887), a then-popular (though in today's terms rather erudite) quarterly, whilst doing research on the American Civil War in Victorian Era literature:
Applied Astronomy
He took me out to see the stars,
That astronomic bore;
He said there was two moons near Mars,
While Jupiter had four.
I thought of course he'd whisper soon
What fourfold bliss 'twould be
To stroll beneath that fourfold moon
On Jupiter with me.
And when he spoke of Saturn's ring,
I was convinced he'd say
That was the very kind of thing
To offer me some day.
But in a tangent off he went
To double stars. Now that
Was most suggestive, so content
And quite absorbed I sat.
But no, he talked a dreary mess
Of which the only fraction
That caught my fancy, I confess,
Was "mutual attraction".
I said I thought it very queer
And stupid altogether,
For stars to keep so very near
And yet not come together.
At that he smiled, and turned his head;
I thought he'd caught the notion;
He merely bowed good-night and said
Their safety lay in motion.
---- Esther B. Tiffany (1858 - ?, American playwright, novelist, poet)
An early (and deftly-put) example given by a lady litterateur hip to certain advanced implications of the grand evolutionary-genetical/sociobiological scam awaiting the unwary incarnate, that when it comes to a certain kind of crucial communication between the terrestrial human sexes, it's effectively as if (to coin a subject-felicitous phrase) men were from Mars, and women from Venus...