Stumbled upon this little project today, and it fits the bill nicely. Clicky!
It reminds me of the quieter moments of God Is An Astronaut, which is never a bad thing. You can stream the lot, or pay what you want for a high quality download (and mobile streaming).
It seems every year scientists announce how close we are to discovering life on another planet. All the signs are there but, so far, finding life beyond earth has eluded us. Still, the search isn’t letting up anytime soon.
There has been some good progress over the last decade or so. We have found water on the moons of Saturn and Jupiter, discovered that fresh water existed on Mars three billion years ago and, just last week, Kepler Mission scientists confirmed 715 new planets in other systems in our galaxy. They argue that some of these “exoplanets” (planets outside our solar system) could be “Earth-like”.
GALLERY: Artist rendering of exoplanets. Exoplanets are planets outside our solar system. They remain inside our galaxy, but are circling other stars. Scientists confirmed 715 new planets last week, bringing the grand total of confirmed planets to 1,700. With each…
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A baffling turn in MH370 mystery: Military radar detects flight far off course from last point of radio contact
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• Military radar suggests plane turned back and flew some distance – source
• Hijack, sabotage, mechanical failure also being investigated
• Still no sign of missing plane, search in fourth day
• Search area extended into Malacca Strait
• 227 passengers and 12 crew presumed dead aboard lost flight
• 19-year-old Iranian holding a stolen passport aboard the plane
Malaysia’s military believes a jetliner missing for almost four days turned and flew hundreds of kilometres to the west after it last made contact with civilian air traffic control off the country’s east coast, a senior officer told Reuters on Tuesday.
In one of the most baffling mysteries in recent aviation history, a massive search operation for the Malaysia Airlines Boeing 777-200ER, now in its fourth day, has so far found no trace of the aircraft or the 239 passengers and crew.
“It changed course…
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First, my beloved C215 . I found all of these just by cycling around Amsterdam and keeping my eyes open. Always remember to keep your heads up, munchkins! There is so much wonderful art in your city and you’re missing it!
Now some Space Invader! So technically, I photographed this piece last year, but it was a crappy shot with my iPad, so I found it again and photographed it properly. I was shocked how I found it again, this is literally buried within a series of winding and interlocking streets in a community-housing project. I wasn’t looking to find it again, I just stumbled upon it, and was like NO WAY NO WAY NO WAY!
This was on Overtoom. I was lucky to spot this, because I was bombing north on my bike, going really fast and not paying attention to walls, I just happened…
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H.P. Lovecraft horror in a world of diesel, tanks and shadowy schemes of the Aryan Master Race
I had a video call with an editor over the weekend who is pulling in talent for a collection of short stories (2,000 – 10,00o words) to be set in the World War 2 setting of Achtung! Cthulhu (from Modiphius).
I’m excited because I really like the A!C setting. There’s a grim determination that comes with the options in World War 2. It makes for some interesting characters. Less complexity of plot too. Not simpler, but the grey tones of ambiguity are not so overwhelming as they are in today’s (and the near-future cyberpunk) theatres of conflict. Cyberwarfare gets boiled down longwave and shortwave radios, and to the new invention called radar. Technology and weapons are crude but effective: big ideas held together with brawn and bubblegum.
And of course, the worship of…
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Mountains of the heart : Rainer Maria Rilke
Exposed on the mountains of the heart. See, how small there,
see: the last hamlet of words, and higher,
and yet so small, a last
homestead of feeling. Do you recognize it?
Exposed on the mountains of the heart. Rocky earth
under the hands. But something will
flower here; out of the mute abyss
flowers an unknowing herb in song.
But the knowing? Ah, that you who began to understand
and are silent now, exposed on the mountains of the heart.
Yet many an awareness still whole wanders there,
many a self-confident mountain animal
passes through and remains. And that great protected bird
circles about the peaks of pure denial. But
unprotected, here on the mountains of the heart.
Ausgesetzt auf den Bergen des Herzens
Ausgesetzt auf den Bergen des Herzens. Siehe, wie klein dort,
siehe: die letzte Ortschaft der Worte, und höher,
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Following a query from a friend about the tarot and music, I thought I’d re-work series of posts from my old blog that I called Mind-Expanding Discographies, culled from a number of books that I’d been reading on music and spirituality.
The first selection comes from Peter Michael Hamel’s Through Music to the Self (1976), which I first found on the shelves of a composer whose music I was engraving in around 2006. Hamel is, to me, a profound musician and composer, and he succeeded Ligeti as professor of composition Hochschule für Musik und Theater – big boots to fill! Much of his own work is in the a new age/minimalist style, some electronic, some for ensembles such as his group Between.
The book includes a great primer on how to ‘listen’ to Indian classical music, as well as some illuminating material on vowel singing, and a number of…
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When we look at an object we see a man or a thing; in other words, the brain interprets what we see. How it does that, no one knows, and it does it, of course, at a very high level. ~ Richard Feynman
The Feynman Lectures on Physics: Mechanisms of Seeing
…. and my sister told me at lunch today, she visited that same town only a year ago!!! Close encounters of the best kind!
South West England – Divine Devon
September 2013. This is a long weekend in Devon at a 5 Star hotel (Wildercombe House) just on the edges of Ilfracombe. I spend the morning writing – working on a new novel, Oakfield before abruptly I’m throwing some things into a bag and jumping into Sarah G’s car with her twin sister Oj, driving south and west. Daft Punk Random Access Memories is the soundtrack to the trip and it becomes epic. 3 hours later we’re parking up at this incredible beach. Woolacombe. I leave the girls and surge ahead to walk along the water’s edge – and then take off my boots, roll up my trousers – and I am wading along through the shallow waves. Utterly loved it.
It’s been well over a year since I was last in Hayling Island – the place where I usually get…
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