LIGHT YEAR DREAM.

What is the size
Of a light year
Can you weight it
And photograph it
Is it something
We can imagine
In our head
Is it truly knowable
Like the color
Of your eyes
And deep down
In the quarks
Of your atoms
Can you
Taste
Your
Rainbow
Projected
In the color spectrum
That your iris
Produces
For your sour
Sense
Of distance
And moving space
In the time
Trip
We call
Sweet living
For destiny
Or fate
Or random
Acts
Of divinity
In the you and me
The all of me
My all or nothing
Mighty
Omnipotent
Self
Insecurities
Like shifty plate tectonics
Covering my
Behavioral
Thought patterns
In a time leap
For tomorrow
People
I want to know them
So as to see
What we are to be
But as I look upon the sky
To the outside people
I see their whole entire
Cosmic existence
Being pulled apart
And scattered
Into infinity
Falling
Asleep
In outer space
Slowly
Dreaming
Up today’s person
In a million years
Light leap

DATA SETS FOR A HEART BEAT.

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So now that you know
How much of a nerd
I am for you
I’d like to get
All the data points
On what makes you
Tick
What makes you
Think
What makes you
See
Past the blue horizon
Of someone’s lowly
Silhouette
Of deferred dreams
Inconsequential
Thought bleeds
Of truer intentions
Introspections
In childhood
Light beams
Of past memories
And off to the
Racings
With wedding
Vowels
And forever
Fantaseeing
Like how you
Remind my soul
To be fragile again
Be vulnerable
Be open
To the soft ways
Of how you
Touch the air I breathe
With the sweet melody
You speak
When you say my name
Fully
Eyes open
Seeing me
For who
I truly am to be
No matter how
I try to clothe it
Cover it up
Hide it away
You see the full depth
Of my quietest abyss
And you bask in it
Swimming upstream
The all absorbing
Medal of heart
Honored to be
Your blind
Test subject
For a thing called
This one life
Shared equally
My piece of bread
Your piece of bread
My farthest adventures
Your farthest calling
My happiest
Your happiness
My dream
Your cutie pie smile
My beating heart
Ba-ba-ba-beat
Stuttering
For light shuddering
Eyes blink
At your beautifullest
Starlings
For everythings
My always
And forevering
But I just call you
By your bedroom name

<3

The ocean is now warmer than ever before in recorded history

Elijah:

:(

Originally posted on Quartz:

It was cool while it lasted, but the Global Warming Hiatus—that 14-year reprieve in warming ocean waters—is officially over. Global mean sea-surface temperatures are warmer than at any point in time our data began, in 1854, says Axel Timmermann, climate scientists at the International Pacific Research Center at the University of Hawaii-Manoa.

“Record-breaking greenhouse gas concentrations and anomalously weak North Pacific summer trade winds, which usually cool the ocean surface, have contributed further to the rise in sea surface temperatures,” he says.

The 2014 global ocean warming is due largely to the North Pacific, which Timmermann says has “warmed far beyond any recorded value.”

NOAA Sea Surface Temperature anomaly (with respect to period 1854-2013) averaged over global oceans (red) and over North Pacific (0-60oN, 110oE-100oW) (cyan). September 2014 temperatures broke the record for both global and North Pacific Sea Surface Temperatures. NOAA Sea Surface Temperature anomaly (with respect to period 1854-2013) averaged over global oceans (red) and over North Pacific (0-60oN, 110oE-100oW) (cyan). September 2014 temperatures broke the record for both global and North Pacific Sea Surface Temperatures.

Over the past ten years, great amounts of…

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Reverse Racism

This is why comedy is the ULTIMATE performance art.

How else could you HIT IT ON THE HEAD so perfectly in such a short time?

People have devoted their entire life’s work trying to properly capture what this dude did in 3 minutes in his standup.

#APPLAUSE

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Ello Raises $5.5 Million, Legally Files As Public Benefit Corp. Meaning No Ads Ever

Elijah:

Well well…

Originally posted on TechCrunch:

Ello.co, the ad-free social media network which blew uplast month, has nabbed $5.5 million in venture capital funding even as it plants a legal flag in the ground that the company will never make money from selling ads or user data and that no acquirer can do so either.

The company filed in Delaware as a Public Benefit Corp., which Ello says makes it legally impossible under US law for investors to require Ello to show ads, sell data, or sell the company to any buyer who would violate those conditions.

Ello chief executive Paul Budnitz said it was a response to the “giant billboard” that the Internet has become. The commitment from Ello also extends to the use of real or anonymous identities, while at the same time requiring members of this new “community” to follow common-sense rules of conduct.

Unfortunately, as our own Sarah Buhr…

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Mirror mirror

From the dandelion to the sunflower, from the larva to the butterfly, from the cephalopod to the tetrapod, from the green grass plains to the flower pot. A nebula can only get its start if it has dust in space to chase hydrogen in place for the birth of a star. It’s nuclear war. How a tortoise got its shell involves over a million different tails. And to tale it swell you’ll have to think of every angle and tell. Look the poker player in the eye and poke her veil with the ends of what a man am I. To outlast this story but a million times through hymns and dreams of benign vision of my two bad eyes. What signs I sign for the deaf and blind. We’ve heard this same story but a millennial and nine, but with each time a microcosm shifts. And tens of thousands of years from now, this cowardly spine will hopefully have many many more disks. Like pulling wisdom teeth from a cave man. It hurts. But I just can’t seem to see past the you and me that escapes my imagination of here today where I stand right now holding your hands. Remember yourself the great ape. The wet foot mammal having taken every cosmic shape. Envision a lion on a lotus leaf and a falling feather for the wind to bring the news of today for you and me. And the sands of time clock tick this magical human hour of invention by projecting civilization forward through the use of smoke and mirrors. Beyond the white and the black, beyond the cave and the forest, beyond the open plains and off to horizontal star dwellers. Look through your kaleidoscope and see if you can spot your burning bush from afar. See all god’s gifts are colliding and falling to Earth with the sorrow of Cupid’s heart. I’m just here to help pick up the pieces and put them back into the stars. To get back to the start of it all. Back to where life ends and begins again in another form in another way in another you with a different name. Come tell your story once more, my whimsical and starry friend. From seashore to mountain top. Go tell it all upon a youthful fountain. Make a wish. Close your eyes. Cross my heart and hope to never hide what makes my story so important. It’s you. The you in yours that makes me in mine. With flowery eyes and dandy lies. I’ll say your name over a thousand times and hope to never forget your smile. Your beautiful voice. Your scent. Your taste. Your look. Your mind. How lucky am I just to get to know it. I want to write it all on a wall to be found in a cave protected from time so no one will ever forget your face. My perfect mirror.

WordPress – Twenty Fifteen theme is now in /trunk


With r29892 the first pass at our new default theme, Twenty Fifteen, is in core. While a lot of hard work has gone into it already it won’t be complete without your help. Check it out and do your best to twist it, bend it, and break it everywhere you can — especially on your favourite and least favourite mobile devices. Every tester, and every ticket, helps get us closer to an amazing theme for 2015.

If you’d like to help out with fixing some of those bugs in all those tickets, patches welcome. :) And we’ll be going over everything Twenty Fifteen in IRC, every Tuesday at 15:30 UTC, in #wordpress-dev. Come hang out with us and squash some bugs.

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