“Believe half of what you see and nothing of what you hear”
• 03/04/24 at 04:06AM •Edgar Allan Poe - (1808 - 1849) American writer, editor, and literary critic
Edgar Allan Poe - (1808 - 1849) American writer, editor, and literary critic
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
How would you feel if the Sun disappeared? Many eclipse watchers across the USA surprised themselves in 2017 with the awe that they felt and the exclamations that they made as the Sun momentarily disappeared behind the Moon. Perhaps expecting just a brief moment of dusk, the spectacle of unusually rapid darkness, breathtakingly bright glowing beads around the Moon's edge, shockingly pink solar prominences, and a strangely detailed corona stretching across the sky caught many a curmudgeon by surprise. Many of these attributes were captured in the featured real-time, three-minute video of 2017's total solar eclipse. The video frames were acquired in Warm Springs, Oregon with equipment specifically designed by Jun Ho Oh to track a close-up of the Sun's periphery during eclipse. As the video ends, the Sun is seen being reborn on the other side of the Moon from where it departed. Next month, on April 8th, a new total solar eclipse will be visible in a thin band across North America.
Video by Jun Ho Oh (KAIST, HuboLab); Music: Flowing Air by Mattia Vlad Morleo
Long lay the flowers,
stems turning black.
Once a lovely bouquet,
now the healthy look they lack.
What happened here?
Why are the still in the vase?
From eternal beauty,
to a dried, ugly face.
There are always stains,
in every place we dwell,
for these the road to perdition
has become a living hell.
My fear has been realized.
Your warm breath,
moist and scented
with peppermint
and last nights wine,
slips past my ear.
My cheek, pressed
tightly to your breast
feels the muted beat
of your inner life.
I dare not sleep
for if I do
when I awake
I'll not find you,
beside me.
You will be gone
from out my sight
and simply vanished
in darkest night,
while I slept.
We hear the bells ringing,
the essence of hearing the knell.
Across this land of Crafty
Wizards, casting and leaving a spell.
A love of make believe,
or it could be true.
Depends on your imagination,
or upon how you will view.
I'm lost in my mind,
an unthinkable thing,
for knowing the sadness,
and what it will bring.
Think not of others,
before you sing,
for the more power,
the sadness, will bring.
Someday, somewhere,
Angels, will arrive,
to enlighten you,
keeping you alive.
When Dawn breaks,
on a new day,
life will move forward,
a World in which you will stay.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
Methalox rocket engine firing, Odysseus' landing legs absorb first contact with the lunar surface in this wide-angle snapshot from a camera on board the robotic Intuitive Machines Nova-C moon lander. Following the landing on February 22, broken landing legs, visible in the image, ultimately left the lander at rest but tilted. Odysseus' gentle lean into a sloping lunar surface preserved the phone booth-sized lander's ability to operate, collect solar power, and return images and data to Earth. Its exact landing site in the Moon's far south polar region was imaged by NASA's Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter. Donated by NASA, the American flag seen on the lander's central panel is 1970 Apollo program flight hardware.
I'm touched, by your kindness.
Happy you are my friend.
A great love I have for you,
helping my broken heart mend.
What price is love,
when what you've known,
has gone away,
and happiness has flown.
Where does one go,
when your love is lost?
There isn't enough money,
to ever justify the cost.
I won't know about today,
I won't know about the morrow.
I know without you,
there won't be a tomorrow.
When Worlds collide,
like yours and mine.
If the love for another develops,
the World is now fine.
I had a terrible loss,
you provided comfort,
to me when I was lost
and you provided support.
I lost control,
letting myself go,
slipping into comfort,
when I should have said no.
I apologize for my error,
of complicating your life.
You never complained,
when I brought strife.