Takeoff!


View of SpaceX rocket launch from Vandenberg AFB, 235 miles away.
Fifteen satellites were carried to low-Earth orbit during last night’s mission.
There is also a band.


View of SpaceX rocket launch from Vandenberg AFB, 235 miles away.
Fifteen satellites were carried to low-Earth orbit during last night’s mission.
There is also a band.

The Thinker presides over affairs in the home of consciousness. Conscience is a spiritual agent enforcing the essence of Logos-Soul.
The Word – A Philosophy (1958) by Edna Sarah Beardsley
End of life begets new life. Death may toss aside memories, but consciousness returns in a new dimension.


No other natural substance has such a complex aroma associated with so many contradictory descriptions; however, it is usually described abstractly as animalistic, earthy and woody or something akin to the odor of baby’s skin.


B: Home base to team leader, is the Fox in the Cage? Over!
C: Negative! The Chickens are in Lockdown and the Alert Level is Green!
B: Send Scorpion Two and Yodeling Moose to Deliver the Package!
C: Affirmative! Operation Stale Cookie is under way. The Banjo Lessons are en route!
B: Copy that! Have Nauseous Squirrel check the Bed for Spiders! Over!
C: Painting the Mule red now! Over!
B: Be sure to leave room for Dessert! Copy that?
C: Roger! Will they Apply Ointment to the Affected Area?
B: Negative! First we need to Shampoo the Monkey! Over!
A: You and Cliff have a really strange code.
B: Code?
For more of the same type of storylines, check out The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.

Methinks we have hugely mistaken this matter of Life and Death. Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance. Methinks that in looking at things spiritual, we are too much like oysters observing the sun through the water, and thinking that thick water the thinnest of air. Methinks my body is but the lees of my better being. In fact take my body who will, take it I say, it is not me.
Chapter 3 – The Chapel, Moby Dick by Herman Melville


Zeus would sometimes come down from Olympus and walk incognito amongst mortals. Eventually he would be recognized and people would cry out “Hey! Zeus!” …
and He replied “gesundheit” to the faithful.



What you can do or think you can do, begin it.
For boldness has magic, power, and genius in it.
GOETHE (Mehr Licht!)