The Big White Hashtag:
The Big White Hashtag:
Here is the source of an image from the "tour a book"
link target in the previous post —
Note the time and date: Midnight on the morning of Oct. 26, 2015.
Synchronology check: From that date, posts now tagged Critical Space Theory.
Google News today — Science:
Google News today — Entertainment:
Science Entertainment —
See "Dark Matter" in this journal.
Items from the Dark Matter Research Unit office in
the recent HBO version of His Dark Materials —
Closeup of the I Ching book:
Closeup of parquet-style patterns in a 4x4x2 array —
See instances of the title in this journal.
Material related to yesterday evening's post
"Bright and Dark at Christmas" —
The Buddha of Rochester:
See also the Gelman (i.e., Gell-Mann) Prize
in the film "Dark Matter" and the word "Eightfold"
in this journal.
" A fanciful mark is a mark which is invented
for the sole purpose of functioning as a trademark,
e.g., 'Kodak.' "
"… don't take my Kodachrome away." — Paul Simon
See also this journal on Christmas night.
"Adam Frank, an astrophysicist who writes for NPR's
13.7 blog, described dark matter by comparing it to
a ghost in a horror movie. You can't see it, he writes —
'but you know it's with you because it messes with
the things you can see. ' " — NPR.org this evening
See as well today's post Old News and the Nov. 4, 2008,
book on Charles Dickens, The Man Who Invented Christmas .
"Dust is a fictional elementary particle that is of
fundamental importance within the story."
— Wikipedia on Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy
A review of posts tagged Kabbalah yields —
"If all that 'matters' are fundamentally mathematical relationships, then there ceases to be any important difference between the actual and the possible. (Even if you aren't a mathematical Platonist, you can always find some collection of particles of dust to fit any required pattern. In Permutation City this is called the 'logic of the dust' theory.)….
— Danny Yee, review of Permutation City , |
See also in this journal a search for Dark Matter.
Or: Shema, SXSW
The doors open slowly. I step into a hangar. From the rafters high above, lights blaze down, illuminating a twelve-foot cube the color of gunmetal. My pulse rate kicks up. I can’t believe what I’m looking at. Leighton must sense my awe, because he says, “Beautiful, isn’t it?” It is exquisitely beautiful. At first, I think the hum inside the hangar is coming from the lights, but it can’t be. It’s so deep I can feel it at the base of my spine, like the ultralow-frequency vibration of a massive engine. I drift toward the box, mesmerized.
— Crouch, Blake. Dark Matter: A Novel |
Related reading —
"Do you know there is a deliberate sinister conspiracy at work?"
"No, but hum a few bars and I'll fake it."
A few bars —
* Not the Dark Tower of Stephen King, but that of the
University of Texas at Austin, back in time 50 years and a day.
From this journal —
See (for instance) Sacred Order, July 18, 2006 —
From a novel published July 26, 2016, and reviewed
in yesterday's (print) New York Times Book Review —
The doors open slowly. I step into a hangar. From the rafters high above, lights blaze down, illuminating a twelve-foot cube the color of gunmetal. My pulse rate kicks up. I can’t believe what I’m looking at. Leighton must sense my awe, because he says, “Beautiful, isn’t it?” It is exquisitely beautiful. At first, I think the hum inside the hangar is coming from the lights, but it can’t be. It’s so deep I can feel it at the base of my spine, like the ultralow-frequency vibration of a massive engine. I drift toward the box, mesmerized.
— Crouch, Blake. Dark Matter: A Novel |
See also Log24 on the publication date of Dark Matter .
In today's Wall Street Journal , Peter Woit reviews a new book on dark matter and dark energy.
For a more literary approach, see "dark materials" in this journal.
Before thir eyes in sudden view appear The secrets of the hoarie deep, a dark Illimitable Ocean without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and highth, And time and place are lost; where eldest Night And Chaos, Ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal Anarchie, amidst the noise Of endless warrs and by confusion stand. For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four Champions fierce Strive here for Maistrie, and to Battel bring amidst the noise Thir embryon Atoms.... ... Into this wilde Abyss, The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave, Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire, But all these in thir pregnant causes mixt Confus'dly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more Worlds, Into this wilde Abyss the warie fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while, Pondering his Voyage.... -- John Milton, Paradise Lost , Book II
Related material:
1. The “spider” symbol of Fritz Leiber’s short story “Damnation Morning”—
2. Angels and demons here and in the Catholic Church.
3. The following diagram by one “John Opsopaus”—
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