I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, February 25, 2013

Coronal Rain

Was going to wait for the linkee-poo, but ZOMG! (Pointed to by John)


You can read the explanation at the youtube page here. It's raining plasma along lines in the magnetic field of the sun.

They should have sent a poet.

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