Where Am I to Go (Sing to the song, Oh Lonely Me)
• 11/06/23 at 09:32PM •
Where am I to go,
what shall I see?
I'll be all alone,
lonely, old me.
If I give you love,
what will I see?
A happier person,
a happier me.
Where am I to go,
what shall I see?
I'll be all alone,
lonely, old me.
If I give you love,
what will I see?
A happier person,
a happier me.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
What was that red glow on the horizon last night? Aurora. Our unusually active Sun produced a surface explosion a few days ago that sent out a burst of electrons, protons, and more massive charged nuclei. This coronal mass ejection (CME) triggered auroras here on Earth that are being reported unusually far south in Earth's northern hemisphere. For example, this was the first time that the astrophotographer captured aurora from her home country of Italy. Additionally, many images from these auroras appear quite red in color. In the featured image, the town of Comelico Superiore in the Italian Alps is visible in the foreground, with the central band of our Milky Way galaxy seen rising from the lower left. What draws the eye the most, though, is the bright red aurora on the far right. The featured image is a composite with the foreground and background images taken consecutively with the same camera and from the same location. Aurora Album: Selected images sent in to APOD
Photo by Giorgia Hofer
Jorge Luis Borges (1899 – 1986) Argentine short-story writer, essayist and poet. He was a key figure in Spanish language and universal literature.
You project strength,
it's what I would expect.
It's OK to cry, you don't
need to love or respect.
I flee in haste,
away from thee.
You scare me to death,
with talk of intimacy.
Must I continue
to run and hide,
when you still pursue,
with my wife by my side?
Sweet words, I hear,
coming from you,
provides solace,
in what I do.
I find this fact,
odd, but true,
all about thee,
I like you too.
I'll talk not,
how my emotions scream,
when remembering,
our life was a dream.
Days and weeks,
rapidly go bye,
convincing me,
time does fly.
Talk about,
the speed of light,
as minutes and hours,
take flight.
Would that I,
as dense as I are,
could control time.
We could go far.
I ponder as
my mind will wander.
Dwelling on the past,
and the emptiness,
I feel. Not depressed,
just confused.
My mind seems to be,
lost in a fog, which
I cannot see nor can
the friends I have, let
me see.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
It was Halloween and the sky looked like a creature. Exactly which creature, the astrophotographer was unsure (but possibly you can suggest one). Exactly what caused this eerie apparition in 2013 was sure: one of the best auroral displays that year. This spectacular aurora had an unusually high degree of detail. Pictured here, the vivid green and purple auroral colors are caused by high atmospheric oxygen and nitrogen reacting to a burst of incoming electrons. Birch trees in Tromsø, Norway formed an also eerie foreground. Frequently, new photogenic auroras accompany new geomagnetic storms. Almost Hyperspace: Random APOD Generator
Photo by Ole C. Salomonsen (Arctic Light Photo)