Showing posts with label science. Show all posts
Showing posts with label science. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
lastnight, you should have heard what the big dipper said to me.
On the nights of August 11th and 12th I laid in the grass of my backyard, with a set of binoculars, glasses and a compass watching Perseids! The Perseid meteor shower was known as the "Tears of St. Lawrence." The Perseid meteor shower is an annual meteor shower - Every year, the earth passes through the debris cloud left by the comet when the earth's atmosphere is bombarded by what is popularly known as "falling stars" Thus, is what we watch for! It is not uncommon to see at least 60 meteors per hour streaking through the moonlit sky! Although on August 12th, the sky was rather cloudy, I didn't get to see much. I did however, school joe in Mac and Cheese lessons with bacon and ketchup! He say's I was the most prepared to see the stars! That's because i'm the daughter of the kooked out science teacher! If my dad taught me anything, it's how to find the stars. I love everything about space. I'm a sponge for knowledge dealing with the Stars. I enjoy star gazing so much - to the point I had at least 6 people informed about the shower and to watch. Jay Cinematic claims "I'm so full of life, it's awesome!" Weee! I previously blogged about my dads teachings - I really appreciate learning about this kind of stuff and am thankful and I can still teach myself just from knowing certain things from my dad. On the night of the 12th I saw at least 2 shooting stars, packed it in ealry though. Keep your eyes to sky tonight, for you too shall see nature at it's best! And you're never too old to make a wish :o).
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Saturday, July 17, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
the west is the best.
I often feel as if I'm not cut out for this world/life. As shitty as that may sound...I honestly hate this modern world and what it stands for. When I think of all these radioactive waves wifi I want to vomit in disgust. We've enabled cancerous poisons travel through our everyday lives via mass meat production and being hell bent, better yet brainwashed by the media, mass appeal and fashion. Society is so comfortably out of tune. And yes, I am a victim of such...being into the fashion aspect of the world, keeping up to date with current events, following up on the media. (I have a strong hate/hold for how much I allow myself to follow the media) However, it's all too natural. I find it all apart of my normal routine and life. In fact I think we don't even realize it anymore...we've become accustom to the hype. It's all fools gold. If it were up to me...We'd live like the Indians. I want to be able to live off nature again. That is what life is. I want to be able to hunt and cook my own food. To salute the sun as it rises and sets, for it is a sense of living. I want to be in harmony with the flowers and trees and know i can take a deep breath and have natural synchronicity, with myself and loved ones. I hate the constant use of cell phones, social websites, iphones and ipods. Fuck me, I still use a walk-man. My point being, as much as I may be a contributor, I'm the least bit. I just honestly feel my spirit is corrupt here. I hate this life. I hate these people and their diseased souls. I want to be free of such things.
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me.
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me.
Indian, Indian what did you die for?
Indian says, nothing at all.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
. nice with the hands .

Today, while I sat in class, a fellow student like myself....read my palms! She was an older lady, 42 she said. From Pakistan, with a thick accent and very knowledgeable. I could actually sit and listen to her speak for hours. When she talks to you, she shuts everything out and literally talks to you, it's quite nice. Unlike myself - I have 5 conversations within one and "have the attention span of a baby bird." Greg gore once said that to me. If you were to ask me this ladies name, I would probably look at you and give you the "fuck, did i just step in dog shit?!" look. I have no idea what it is, and it annoys me because she knows mine and makes me chuckle when she pronounces my name "Vish-toria." It's awesome. So I sat across the table from her, extended my right arm - She used the right hand beacuse it's said to displays your future or some spiritual shit like that. Well, she didn't say it like that, but you get me. So, now I'm looking at her, looking at me, looking at my palms - anxiously awaiting to hear the word. The outcome: not too shabby!
From my right hand, she was able to tell me a lot. She studied the curvature of the lines, my hands flexibility, shape and color. Even showed me which was a "heart line" and a "life line". Interesting! She told me, I'm a very memorable person, and GOOD person that is trust worthy. She also said I will be successful with the education and career I choose. Money, I would make a decent about to live comfortably and not struggle. She said it's not a big issues for me and I'm not "money hungry" She also mentioned I have a lot of focus in my relationships meaning that I am with it for life and am loyal - However, if things were to take a drastic turn for the worse, for example a divorce, she said it would be hard for me to find another "serious" relationship again. I'm also ''over confident'' and "stubborn"....HELLO ARIES! She saw I don't like doing household things and when I get angry I am angry! When I make a decision, it's final and normally most people can't talk me out of it, I make my own decisions. She then took my left hand, bent it, moved it and moved it again. She wasn't able to get a clear reading but she was able to make out I would have one child, from what she could see.
I'll take it! I really dig on this kind of stuff. I know it will never be right on point - in fact I see it more as a "guideline" and hey now, who doesn't need some gui(dance) dance dance just dance?!
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