- random -

Articles

• Could Matrix be Real ?

Videos

• What is NOT Random
• How Much Does Thor's Hammer Weigh?

Words

• Spaghettification - is the vertical stretching and horizontal compression of objects into long thin shapes in a very strong non-homogeneous gravitational field; it is caused by extreme tidal forces (i.e. near black holes).
  It's a funny word for such a seriously damaging effect. 
• Kugelblitz -  is a concentration of light so intense that it forms an event horizon and becomes self-trapped: according to general relativity, if enough radiation is aimed into a region, the concentration of energy can warp space-time enough for the region to become a black hole.
  Basically, it's a black hole that was created out of pure energy and it has a temperature that transcends the one that was present just after the Big Bang.
  Stay chill, it's theoretical.

- divine intervention -

Articles

• Alien Message to Mankind: “Do You Wish That We Show Up?”
• The Agony Of Realizing That ‘The One’ Is Now Somebody You Used To Know

Videos

• David Blaine: How I held my breath for 17 minutes

Song of the Day

• Peter, Bjorn & John - Young Folks.

Question of the Day

How do pain relief pill work ?

- why me -

Articles

• Truth about religion

Videos

• Jim Holt: Why does the universe exist?

Song of the Day

• Florence + The Machine - Shake It Out

- if only -

Videos

• The Science of Running
• How to Read Science News
• Nature's Superpowers
• Formula for Finding SO
• Why Music Moves Us

Other

“If Only We Had Taller Been”

The fence we walked between the years
Did bounce us serene.
It was a place half in the sky where
In the green of leaf and promising of peach
We'd reach our hands to touch and almost touch the sky,
If we could reach and touch, we said,
'Twould teach us, not to ,never to, be dead.

We ached and almost touched that stuff;
Our reach was never quite enough.
If only we had taller been,
And touched God's cuff, His hem,
We would not have to  go with them
Who've gone before,
Who, short as us, stood tall as they could stand
And hoped by stretching, tall, that they might keep their land,
Their home, their hearth, their flesh and soul.
But they, like us, were standing in a hole.

O, Thomas, will a Race one day stand really tall
Across the Void, across the Universe and all?
And, measured out with rocket fire,
At last put Adam's finger forth
As on the Sistene Ceiling,
And God's hand come down the other way
To measure man and find him Good,
And Gift him with Forever's Day?
I work for that.

Short man, Large dream, I send my rockets forth
between my ears,
Hoping an inch of Good is worth a pound of years.
Aching to hear a voice cry back along the universal Mall:
We've reached Alpha Centauri!
We're tall, O God, we're tall!

Ray Bradbury

Song of the Day

• Song

- lie to me -

Articles

• Liespotting Basics
• Fermi Paradox (Are we alone in the Universe)
• 10 Absurdly Famous People You Probably Don't Know Enough About

Other

• Emeric Imre - Nebun De Alb

- white flag -

Articles

• Brené Brown: How To Be Less Critical

Videos

• Julian Treasure: 5 ways to listen better

Song of the Day

• Dido - White Flag

- humanism -

Videos

• Generation Differences
• Humanism by Stephen Fry

Song of the Day

• Beneath Your Beautiful by Labrinth and Emeli Sandé