Monday, March 12, 2007

I read the following article and now I believe all scientists are crazy! Although maybe there's something to be said for the "no such thing as random numbers" school of thought!

To answer big questions with 42
Article from:Herald Sun on August 08, 2006 12:00am

ACCORDING to The Hitch-Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, it is the answer to life, the universe and everything. Now, scientists have turned to Douglas Adams's magic number, 42, to help them answer that question for real.Not satisfied with the spectacular views afforded by the Very Large Telescope, at Paranal Observatory in Chile, astronomers plan to build a bigger version, the Extremely Large Telescope, with a mirror 42m in diameter. The project, to be undertaken by the European Southern Observatory, will take about 10 years and cost up to $1.7 billion. The larger the mirror in a telescope, the more light it captures and the more powerful it is. The scientists had hoped to build an Overwhelmingly Large Telescope, with a 100m mirror, but this idea was abandoned as too ambitious. The coincidence between the mirror's diameter and author Adams's answer to life, the universe and everything has delighted astronomers working on the project, as the ELT is designed to shed light on the same questions. Paranal Observatory director Andreas Kaufer said: "That is one of the big questions: where does the universe come from, and where is it going to? The other big one, of course, is: where does life come from?" The VLT, which came into service in 2001, has already taken science closer to the answers. It uses four 8.2m telescopes, which are operated separately or together to simulate a 200m telescope, albeit with less sensitivity than a mirror of that size. In 2004, the VLT captured the first images of a planet beyond our solar system, a gas giant about five times the mass of Jupiter named 2M1207b. The ELT's much bigger mirror will allow it to see further than the VLT, and in greater detail. It should be able to pick up planets closer in size to Earth. Those found to date have been gas giants that could not harbour life. Scientists estimate that a 42m telescope would be powerful enough to search about 100 star systems for Earth-like planets. It should be capable of examining them for signs of life, such as the presence of water and methane. The ELT would also be able to show stars in nearby galaxies, and to look in detail at galaxies more than 13 billion light years away, formed after the Big Bang about 13.7 billion years ago.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Went to see the movie Deja Vu the other day. Interesting, confusing, and totally unbelievable but i enjoyed it! You know what deja vu is of course? That feeling of remembering the future. I hate it when it happens, especially the times when it feels like its not the first time I've had this particular deja vu feeling. That is absolutely freaky!!!!

It that damned déjà vu again, body slamming into my mind,
the place I least like to be.
Too many things lurking, too many black spots, means I have to try to remember,
I don't want to remember, why can't it just let me forget,
and if i try, the harder I grasp, the quicker it slips
draining away like murky bath water
the dirty residue of all that’s unwanted.
Although why do we bother washing?
As soon as we step out it all starts to build up again.
We're fooling ourselves if we think we're ever really clean.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Are u a heart or a head person?

My heart is pretty clever. It’s very good at letting my head think that it’s in charge of everything that goes on, but of course in reality it isn’t. It doesn’t have a say in anything much at all, well except for the mechanical functions. You know, breathing, eating, sleeping. But the heart, well the heart, is in charge of life. What music will I like? will I buy the red or blue dress? chicken or steak? and most importantly who will I fall in love with? Yes, the heart is the matriarch. Everyone asks the papa, but everyone knows it’s the mama’s answer that’s important.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

When no-one else can be bothered to listen my dog is always there. :)


Rex and I met when he was behind bars,
'though which of us was the prisoner
I never could tell.
I like to think that I saved him
from a long and boring sleep.
He did the same for me.

His eyes were wide and full
of words and thoughts
Which any fool knows animals are incapable of,
and yet,
he showed more love,
than I had ever known.

When I picked him up,
and felt him nuzzle into the crook of my arm,
I knew that he already was
my best friend.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Words tumble playfully, bounce into my mind and dance
along to a soundless tune that becomes your theme,
Looking forward to the end of day when obligations are fulfilled
and time belongs to me.
Melancholy mumbles in my ear, but he’ll never know how much it means,
Never sees the sunbeams for me when he appears,
His words tickle me again, and I find I’m laughing,
Such a strange sound, I’d forgotten what its like,
And my tough, dried out mind does not break, brittle
as I always thought it would,
but soaks up every word and softly grows.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

So you think I still love you
Just because your picture’s still here
Curled at the edges
As if its been fondled a million times
And the surface warped
As if its been cried on

So you think I still miss you
Play our song again and again
Lip sync the words you never meant
Wrap myself in the shirt you left
Inhale you one more time

I moved on, I’ve moved up,
Never even think of you when I have that second cup
of special ground, just leave it,
1 minute more, just leave it

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Mind Invasion.

The sun beats down on me,
a distant drum
who silently summons
countless tiny invaders.

Intrusive black pests
who forge tiny trails
across open plains and low dipped valleys
of warmed flesh.

Panicked hands swipe and sweep,
brush off slow-witted stragglers,
but agile ants grasp tight
to dance and sway
and pinch to plead,
"Please let us stay."

In soapy solitude I stand,
watch broken bodies
slosh slowly down the drain,
but still I smell
their acrid anger,
and still I sense
their crawling caress.

For weeks after,
my memory finds and flicks
black scrawls that bite
before they disappear.

Just like your words,
just like your secret
I wish I'd never heard.