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pilgrimish · 6 years ago
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I’m a settings junky at heart.
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pilgrimish · 6 years ago
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June 28th, 8:18pm, 73F... Chase architecture and clouds from Brooklyn to Hong Kong, people. (at 44th Street)
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pilgrimish · 7 years ago
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"Tonight, when I came home from work," wrote Sibylle Baier on The Colour Green. What an album. (at Kingston, New York)
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pilgrimish · 7 years ago
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Some tectonic context about the 8.1 earthquake in Mexico.
Up: Middle America trench (dark blue)
Middle: Distribution of earthquakes of M4 and greater in the Central America region from 1990 to 1996 (Chapter “Earthquakes and Plate Tectonics” from the book Physical Geology)
Below: Epicenter of the current event and earthquakes from 1900 to 2015 (from NOAA interactive map)
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pilgrimish · 7 years ago
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In physics the truth is rarely perfectly clear, and that is certainly universally the case in human affairs. Hence, what is not surrounded by uncertainty cannot be the truth.
Richard Feynman
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(via scienceisbeauty)
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pilgrimish · 7 years ago
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Poem by Muriel Rukeyser
I lived in the first century of world wars. Most mornings I would be more or less insane. The news would pour out of various devices The newspapers would arrive with their careless stories, Interrupted by attempts to sell products to the unseen. I would call my friends on other devices; They would be more or less mad for similar reasons. Slowly I would get to pen and paper, Make my poems for others unseen and unborn. In the day I would be reminded of those men and women, Brave, setting up signals across vast distances, considering a nameless way of living, of almost unimagined values. As the lights darkened, as the lights of night brightened, We would try to imagine them, try to find each other, to construct peace, to make love, to reconcile Waking with sleeping, ourselves with each other, Ourselves with ourselves.  We would try by any means To reach the limits of ourselves, to reach beyond ourselves, To let go the means, to wake.
I lived in the first century of these wars.
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pilgrimish · 7 years ago
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#cosadenatural (at Minekill Falls)
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pilgrimish · 7 years ago
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at Vroman's Nose Trail
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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Charles Eames' "What Is a House?" diagram from July 1944 (at MoMA The Museum of Modern Art)
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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Kahn's own 1962 study of the National Assembly Building of Bangladesh, donated to MoMA. #warhol #yamaguchi and #ruscha offer commentary. #louiskahn #moma (at MoMA The Museum of Modern Art)
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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#winterwhere
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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Sarve bhavatu sukhinah.
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pilgrimish · 8 years ago
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Just cranked out/3d-printed a customized S7 case at the still underground #makerspace somewhere in the #catskills #diy #makeshitfucker
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