The Door To Hell
The Derweze area is rich in natural gas. While drilling in 1971, Soviet geologists tapped into a cavern filled with natural gas. The ground beneath the drilling rig collapsed, leaving a large hole with a diameter of 70 metres (230 ft). To avoid poisonous gas discharge, it was decided to burn it off. Geologists had hoped the fire would use all the fuel in a matter of days, but the gas is still burning today. Locals have dubbed the cavern “The Door to Hell”.
the name is appropriate. oil dependency is hell.
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The album that set the bar too high for anyone to match, already 11 years old still unmatched.
Trinity was the code name of the first detonation of a nuclear device. This test was conducted by the United States Army on July 16, 1945. The date of the test is usually considered to be the beginning of the Atomic Age.
The above picture is the Trinity explosion, 0.016 seconds after detonation. The fireball is about 600 feet (200 m) wide. The black specks silhouetted along the horizon are trees.
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Dolphin mega-podapocalypse off coastal California.
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
- Jiddu Krishnamurti
The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.
Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.
At Oscar Grant Plaza, Oakland, CA, on the anniversary of Malcolm X’s death.
You do not need faith that outer reality will somehow one day allow you to live the life of your dreams – all you need is focus, quiet determination, and dedication to your inner reality. Your outer physical reality will eventually conform.
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