1. Nebulae are a mixture of the gases hydrogen and helium, as well as dust and plasma.
2. The beautiful pictures of nebulae that the Hubble telescope beams down are actually three different channels of black and white, which are mixed and painted by scientists to produce the vibrant colors we see in magazines and on television. (The layers are painted according to the composition of the different gasses within the specific nebula.)
3. The word nebula means “cloud” in Latin; indeed, nebulae are space. Variously, the meaning has also been given to mean “mist”; it’s fitting, because their varying appearances sometimes do look like a cloud of mist.
4. The galaxy Andromeda was initially believed to be a nebula before Edwin Hubble proved that Andromeda was actually a galaxy all its own in the 1920’s. Before then, it was believed that other galaxies were merely nebulas and that the universe only consisted of the Milky Way.
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Gold: masculinity, divine protection, wisdom, inner knowledge, universal energy, the sun
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— Venus, 1997 ⚘
Salón de Baile,
Enrique de Aguilera y Gamboa, XVII Marquis of Cerralbo Palacio, Madrid
My travel log, where I collect my favorite photos from past trips.
Thomas Jefferson illegal smuggled Italian rice from Italy in 1787 to help boost the American economy by shoving it in his pockets. Just imagine Jerfferson walking as casually as possible with pockets full of rice trying not to get arrested.
Omelas = Paradiese/Heaven???
The only chronological element of the work is that it begins by describing the first day of summer in Omelas, a shimmering city of unbelievable happiness and delight. In Omelas, the summer solstice is celebrated with a glorious festival and a race featuring children on horseback. The vibrant festival atmosphere, however, seems to be an everyday characteristic of the blissful community, whose citizens, though limited in their advanced technology to communal (rather than private) resources, are still intelligent, sophisticated, and cultured. Omelas has no kings, soldiers, priests, or slaves. The specific socio-politico-economic setup of the community is not mentioned, but the narrator merely explains that the reader cannot be sure of every particular.
Self-admittedly, the narrator reflects that “Omelas sounds in my words like a city in a fairy tale, long ago and far away, once upon a time. Perhaps it would be best if you imagined it as your own fancy bids, assuming it will rise to the occasion, for certainly I cannot suit you all.” The narrator even suggests that, if necessary, the reader may include an orgy in their mental picture of Omelas.
Everything about Omelas is so abundantly pleasing that the narrator decides the reader is not yet truly convinced of its existence and so elaborates upon one final element of the city: its one atrocity. The city’s constant state of serenity and splendor requires that a single unfortunate child be kept in perpetual filth, darkness, and misery.
Once citizens are old enough to know the truth, most, though initially shocked and disgusted, ultimately acquiesce with that one injustice which secures the happiness of the rest of the city. However, a few citizens, young and old, silently walk away from the city, and no one knows where they go. The story ends with “The place they go towards is a place even less imaginable to most of us than the city of happiness. I cannot describe it at all. It is possible it does not exist. But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas.”
Sonata In G Minor For Violin & Piano, L.140 - I. Allegro Vivo
By Composer Claude Debussy
Joshua Bell, Violinist ~ Jean-Yves Thibaudet, Pianist
Artwork : “Falling Petals” By Artist Daniel F. Gerhartz
Science fact time! Neutron stars.
Is “starquake” not the coolest word?