Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Zippershare Pump Up Music
The disturbing Hourglass Nebula is located in the constellation of Muska, about 8000 light years away. Its dramatic form, the theory of formation of planetary nebulae is due to a stream of rapidly expanding stellar wind within a dense cloud of slow expansion. The sun-like star at its center has consumed all its fuel and is dying, so that its outer layers are being expelled while the core cools, creating another small hourglass nebula and becoming a white dwarf. The expanding rings are clouds of nitrogen (red), helium (green) and oxygen (blue) that were detected multiple stellar objects associated with star formation, though initially it was thought that the nebula was symmetrical, star- appears slightly off-axis. This fact also observed in some galaxies, still no explanation, but theories point to a massive star or a black hole invisible as possible causes.
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Saturday, December 18, 2010
Recessed Shower Soap Dish
"Politics, It Seems to me, for years, or all too long, Has Been Concerned with right or left of right or wrong INSTEAD . (
r. In pun right (right, right, right), left (left) and wrong (wrong, wrong) is hardly translatable, but the message is clear: the political spin about themselves and make us believe spinning the world. They are paid travel on the carousel.
What sounded? Magda ~ From The Fallen Page (M_nus, 2010)
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SPOTIFY Friday, December 17, 2010
blue. its promise of rain and darkness, her silky dress, 
its vague outlines. 
was love at first sight, something rather platonic, gazing spellbound, a mechanical hum turned my attention to the currents of heat distorting horizon. I raised my eyes again squinting, dazzled by the kaleidoscopic brilliance d the sun, but
was no trace of white. Just blue. A bright blue curtain static.
melodrama (BCore, 2010) 
its vague outlines. 
was no trace of white. Just blue. A bright blue curtain static.
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SPOTIFY Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Wording For Dora Party
Dawn and we started with a cold environment. -6 º to -10 º in 45 minutes. Goodbye cold north, hi humid South. Miles, gray sky in Punta Candor. Corvina, starting and dogfish. An oasis before the start of the war. In the Dojo, smiles, reunions ... and direct training. Dusk and Qi-Gong. The start of two days of immersion in Sanchin Kata, Goju Ryu, Kobudo, Seidokan. First contacts with the new family. Young. Ready. Authentic. Breakfast and fellowship. Rain. The water soaks karateguis, water does not stop. Neither do we. Body cold, warm heart, mind away. Anyone want to swim? It seems not, but the Sensei is clear: all the water. Still raining. Continue. water skips lunch, the evening we reached the sand, in a storm, joining heaven and earth. The wind can not scare me, I am the wind. The beam can not reach me, I am the lightning. The rain can not get wet, I am the rain. Enter me, I go through. Are my parents, my brothers, my makers. The teacher gives us His wisdom, teaches us to dance the dance of death, to follow the path that must lead to the final. Conscious. Constant. Without looking down. Sanchin. The three battles. Body. Mind. Spirit. Iron shirt. It will not stop the beat (nothing will), but maybe you're ready when you arrive. Maybe ... And then, as the land, the storm, the sea. Dissolve in the universe. Be one. With my sisters and brothers. bye. Adios humid South, hi humid north. The fields, flooded, the promise of a cold Tuesday becomes water. Smiles. Chat. Laughter. A troll with me inexhaustible energy. Continues its way to a fertile valley. Bless me. It is my sister. At home, my friends are unknown. They speak of peace and a spring eternal, to experience and realize the interior of a deathless snake that arises from the earth and rises up the spine. Imagine. Rises. Free. Without fear. To infinity. have to die to be reborn. What sounded? Kodo Heartbeat Drummers Of Japan ~ (Sheffield Lab, 1985) Listen to this album
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