I Commend You
• 12/30/21 at 09:19AM •I commend you my darling.
You have done very well,
on the frightening journey,
traveling the path of Dementia Hell.
I commend you my darling.
You have done very well,
on the frightening journey,
traveling the path of Dementia Hell.
She was a
big, bottomed girl,
I saw ahead of me.
Not an exception, of course.
It was the rear of my horse.
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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
What and where are these large ovals? They are rotating storm clouds on Jupiter imaged last month by NASA's Juno spacecraft. In general, higher clouds are lighter in color, and the lightest clouds visible are the relatively small clouds that dot the lower oval. At 50 kilometers across, however, even these light clouds are not small. They are so high up that they cast shadows on the swirling oval below. The featured image has been processed to enhance color and contrast. Large ovals are usually regions of high pressure that span over 1000 kilometers and can last for years. The largest oval on Jupiter is the Great Red Spot (not pictured), which has lasted for at least hundreds of years. Studying cloud dynamics on Jupiter with Juno images enables a better understanding of dangerous typhoons and hurricanes on Earth. Follow APOD in English on: Facebook, Instagram, Podcast, Reddit, or Twitter
Of all the World
there is to see.
Why oh why
couldn't it be,
a place of
great infamy?
Why must you,
always say,
change is just
a step away?
Enjoy your life,
come what may.
Become the person,
you want to be.
Do it unmercifully.
Then you will see,
how small the World,
can really be.
where everything
is not a conspiracy.
It was a fitting response,
to watch candlelight glints,
in your beautiful eyes
of brown-golden tints.
I hate this life
and what has happened to she.
Don't tell me to have faith,
for I have none for thee.
Call me embittered,
it's what I am,
an angry embittered,
very old man.
I sit on the chair,
my head hanging down,
for my time here,
is beginning to slow,
down to a crawl,
then I will know,
my life will be over.
It's now time to go.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
What's happened to the Sun? Sometimes it looks like the Sun is being viewed through a giant lens. In the featured video, however, there are actually millions of tiny lenses: ice crystals. Water may freeze in the atmosphere into small, flat, six-sided, ice crystals. As these crystals flutter to the ground, much time is spent with their faces flat and parallel to the ground. An observer may find themselves in the same plane as many of the falling ice crystals near sunrise or sunset. During this alignment, each crystal can act like a miniature lens, refracting sunlight into our view and creating phenomena like parhelia, the technical term for sundogs. The featured video was taken in late 2017 on the side of a ski hill at the Vemdalen Ski Resort in central Sweden. Visible in the center is the most direct image of the Sun, while two bright sundogs glow prominently from both the left and the right. Also visible is the bright 22 degree halo -- as well as the rarer and much fainter 46 degree halo -- also created by sunlight refracting through atmospheric ice crystals.
Video by Håkan Hammar Vemdalen Ski ResortSkiStar
Deep within
this mind,
memories lay,
in piles
of rubbled
filled dismay.
A mixture
of new
and older
thoughts exist,
in transition,
to permanent
thinking of
the experience
of love
lost within.
The memories
call again,
capture them,
you can.
Restoring all
you forgot
or ideas
you once
held dear,
are gone
and disappeared.
From the ashes and dust
of an inactive mind,
collecting dust, old thoughts,
which may be just fine.,
unless they have warped.
Morphing into a different view,
no longer a memory,
is viewed by our society.
What is this you say,
my thoughts, once sound,
have left me alone,
below the deep ground.