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"Change is the dynamo that slowly but inevitably drives our society forward, while past days are clouded more and more in mystery and myth. The dynamo only spins one way—there are no return tickets to the land disappearing in the mists behind us."
from Things From the Flood by Simon Stålenhag
from Things From the Flood by Simon Stålenhag
December 18, 2025 at 5:55 AM
"Change is the dynamo that slowly but inevitably drives our society forward, while past days are clouded more and more in mystery and myth. The dynamo only spins one way—there are no return tickets to the land disappearing in the mists behind us."
from Things From the Flood by Simon Stålenhag
from Things From the Flood by Simon Stålenhag
"And if our weakness has been to confuse the bright and bloody colors of our calendars with the true weather of days, and the parchment’s territory of our maps with the lands spread out before us ― never mind.”
― William Gibson
― William Gibson
William Gibson: Memory Palace
YouTube video by Zalan Reiter
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November 27, 2025 at 6:32 AM
"And if our weakness has been to confuse the bright and bloody colors of our calendars with the true weather of days, and the parchment’s territory of our maps with the lands spread out before us ― never mind.”
― William Gibson
― William Gibson
Reposted by Texan Book of the Dead
"The #Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say."
J.R.R. #Tolkien
#road #landscape #austria
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say."
J.R.R. #Tolkien
#road #landscape #austria
October 21, 2025 at 8:52 PM
"The #Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say."
J.R.R. #Tolkien
#road #landscape #austria
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say."
J.R.R. #Tolkien
#road #landscape #austria
"This might be our last chance, so if any of this bothers you, remind yourself that the ground has started moving beneath us. Remind yourself that the streets might be impassible soon, and any chance that has ever been within our reach will be gone."
from The Electric State by Simon Stålenhag
from The Electric State by Simon Stålenhag
October 8, 2025 at 4:45 AM
"This might be our last chance, so if any of this bothers you, remind yourself that the ground has started moving beneath us. Remind yourself that the streets might be impassible soon, and any chance that has ever been within our reach will be gone."
from The Electric State by Simon Stålenhag
from The Electric State by Simon Stålenhag
Reposted by Texan Book of the Dead
“Thunder is good, thunder is impressive; but it is lightning that does the work."
- Mark Twain
#lighteningstorm #lightening #BWFri #Scape #EastCoastKin #WhiteFri #BlackFri #ColorADay
- Mark Twain
#lighteningstorm #lightening #BWFri #Scape #EastCoastKin #WhiteFri #BlackFri #ColorADay
June 27, 2025 at 2:45 PM
“Thunder is good, thunder is impressive; but it is lightning that does the work."
- Mark Twain
#lighteningstorm #lightening #BWFri #Scape #EastCoastKin #WhiteFri #BlackFri #ColorADay
- Mark Twain
#lighteningstorm #lightening #BWFri #Scape #EastCoastKin #WhiteFri #BlackFri #ColorADay
Reposted by Texan Book of the Dead
On Sunday I traveled to the middle of the desert to capture this: The ISS against our sun. What I didn't expect: the sun producing a magnificent flare at the same time
A once-in-a-lifetime shot I'm thrilled to share with you. See the uncropped shot or get the print in the reply
A once-in-a-lifetime shot I'm thrilled to share with you. See the uncropped shot or get the print in the reply
June 20, 2025 at 11:52 PM
On Sunday I traveled to the middle of the desert to capture this: The ISS against our sun. What I didn't expect: the sun producing a magnificent flare at the same time
A once-in-a-lifetime shot I'm thrilled to share with you. See the uncropped shot or get the print in the reply
A once-in-a-lifetime shot I'm thrilled to share with you. See the uncropped shot or get the print in the reply
"Where do the hound dogs eat
When the people are frail?
Where does the smoke from your lungs go
Once you exhale?
What do the cockroaches do
With no one 'round?
They live like the moonshiners
Half underground"
Moonshiners, by Goodnight, Texas
When the people are frail?
Where does the smoke from your lungs go
Once you exhale?
What do the cockroaches do
With no one 'round?
They live like the moonshiners
Half underground"
Moonshiners, by Goodnight, Texas
Moonshiners
YouTube video by Goodnight, Texas - Topic
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June 22, 2025 at 5:28 AM
"Where do the hound dogs eat
When the people are frail?
Where does the smoke from your lungs go
Once you exhale?
What do the cockroaches do
With no one 'round?
They live like the moonshiners
Half underground"
Moonshiners, by Goodnight, Texas
When the people are frail?
Where does the smoke from your lungs go
Once you exhale?
What do the cockroaches do
With no one 'round?
They live like the moonshiners
Half underground"
Moonshiners, by Goodnight, Texas
Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
Requiem - Robert Louis Stevenson
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
Requiem - Robert Louis Stevenson
April 8, 2025 at 2:58 PM
Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
Requiem - Robert Louis Stevenson
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
Requiem - Robert Louis Stevenson
"The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
from The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
from The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats
April 7, 2025 at 5:51 AM
"The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
from The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
from The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats
Good and evil both increase at compound interest. That is why the decisions you and I make every day are of such infinite importance. The smallest good act today is the capture of a strategic point from which, a few months later, you may be able to go on to victories you never dreamed of. -CS Lewis
March 16, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Good and evil both increase at compound interest. That is why the decisions you and I make every day are of such infinite importance. The smallest good act today is the capture of a strategic point from which, a few months later, you may be able to go on to victories you never dreamed of. -CS Lewis
January 25, 2025 at 9:53 PM
Veritasium: 12,419 Days Of Strandbeest Evolution
12,419 Days Of Strandbeest Evolution
YouTube video by Veritasium
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December 7, 2024 at 4:16 PM
Veritasium: 12,419 Days Of Strandbeest Evolution
Reposted by Texan Book of the Dead
My bones are jewel-encrusted. Just a little treat for me, the world can enjoy them when I'm dead
October 29, 2024 at 3:48 PM
My bones are jewel-encrusted. Just a little treat for me, the world can enjoy them when I'm dead
"At the end of time... a moment will come when just one man remains. Then the moment will pass. The man will be gone. There will be nothing to show that we were ever here... but stardust..."
- Pinbacker in Sunshine
- Pinbacker in Sunshine
October 30, 2024 at 5:35 AM
"At the end of time... a moment will come when just one man remains. Then the moment will pass. The man will be gone. There will be nothing to show that we were ever here... but stardust..."
- Pinbacker in Sunshine
- Pinbacker in Sunshine
“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.”
― Guy de Maupassant
― Guy de Maupassant
October 29, 2024 at 5:18 AM
“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.”
― Guy de Maupassant
― Guy de Maupassant
Then out spoke brave Horatius, the Captain of the Gate:
"To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late;
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods
-Horatius by Thomas Babington Macaulay
"To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late;
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods
-Horatius by Thomas Babington Macaulay
October 22, 2024 at 4:40 AM
Then out spoke brave Horatius, the Captain of the Gate:
"To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late;
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods
-Horatius by Thomas Babington Macaulay
"To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late;
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods
-Horatius by Thomas Babington Macaulay
October 12, 2024 at 6:12 AM
"They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose,
Nor spake, nor moved their eyes;
It had been strange, even in a dream,
To have seen those dead men rise."
Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
Nor spake, nor moved their eyes;
It had been strange, even in a dream,
To have seen those dead men rise."
Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
October 12, 2024 at 6:11 AM
"They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose,
Nor spake, nor moved their eyes;
It had been strange, even in a dream,
To have seen those dead men rise."
Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
Nor spake, nor moved their eyes;
It had been strange, even in a dream,
To have seen those dead men rise."
Samuel Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
I said to Life, "I would hear Death speak."
And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, "You hear him now."
- from Sand and Foam by Kahlil Gibran
And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, "You hear him now."
- from Sand and Foam by Kahlil Gibran
October 11, 2024 at 6:02 AM
I said to Life, "I would hear Death speak."
And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, "You hear him now."
- from Sand and Foam by Kahlil Gibran
And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, "You hear him now."
- from Sand and Foam by Kahlil Gibran