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Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Linkee-poo feels the wind blow outside my door

Behind every great novelist. Bwahahaha. (Grokked from Jay Lake)

Was just reminded that Jeff VanderMeer started this cool booklife site and I hadn't been reading it. Time to add it to the feed.

And with that, Jeff VanderMeer on some subtleties of writing that merge with style and voice as well as how to open a story.

Steve Scearce with a list of reading for writers.

The original King Kong brontosaurus model 80 years on. Cool. (Grokked from Random Michelle K)

Do you still dial a phone? Well, here's fourteen more things that are loosing context. Although, people still use physical bookmarks in books. How do I know this? Because we sell and give away millions of them. (Pointed to by John)

Some more charts of the reality of the economic difference between liberal and conservative presidents. There are chart for both GDP (broken out by sector) and spending (also by sector). Once again, history, she's a bitch. (Grokked from Jay Lake)

Just in case you're confused by all the political rhetoric and forget we're living in the future, we just figured out how to engineer viruses to convert mechanical energy into electricity. Still no jet pack, but I think we're getting closer. (Pointed to by Dan)

Senator Paul Rand outs himself as an idiot and young earther. (Grokked from Jay Lake) The question is, Dr. Paul, for those of us who actual, you know, read our Bibles, WTF Bible have you all been reading? Because, yes, the Golden Rule does pretty much point to loving our neighbors as we love ourselves. And here the kicker, when you get to know your neighbors there's a good chance you lose your hatred for them.

Rhut 'rho, somebody does the math on text message charges. But don't worry, we're all moving to Facebook which only costs you your soul. (Pointed to by Dan)

Sure, fracking is safe. Because we can trust industry to do what's right. And we know exactly what we're doing. Except, you know, of the long history of them not. But, I'm sure when the gas is gone the oil and gas people will stick around to help clean up the salty water that's still coming out of the holes. Oh, wait, they're not even doing that now. And then there are some of the immediate health issues which the industry will drown out in a publicity rush.

I'm sure you've heard the term, "mass extinction event." Ever wonder what that would be like? Just look around. (Grokked from Jay Lake)

Alligator Quotient: The natives are getting restless.

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