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anandphilip · 3 months ago
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the fact of a garden
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anandphilip · 3 months ago
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If one thinks of creationism as a sequoia with God in the towering trunk and the various aspects of the natural world as branches going outward at every height, then science in general and evolution in particular is a web of unimaginable richness, with connections in every conceivable direction, splitting and rejoining and looping in almost infinite variety. The strength of the sequoia is its enormous trunk, a monolithic invulnerability; that of the web is its deep interconnectedness, so that even if a few of its strands are found to be flawed (and they surely are, from time to time), the overall structure retains its integrity with room to spare. A scientific theory can tie a wide array of observations together, and do it with a beauty that is utterly captivating.
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anandphilip · 5 months ago
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Paul Klee
Palace Partially Destroyed 1920
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anandphilip · 5 months ago
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anandphilip · 7 months ago
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/ Werner Bischof, Tokyo. Japan, 1951
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anandphilip · 8 months ago
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Ur-Fascism Umberto Eco | Archive page
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anandphilip · 8 months ago
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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its been p common knowledge for decades that light pollution can be massively reduced by just putting shades on streetlamps, and that doing that would save energy, help wildlife, and let us see the stars better, but are society says if u wanna change any minor little tiny thing u gotta dedicate ur whole life to campaigning for it and this is a good ways down the list of priorities for most ppl, so instead i gotta walk past newly-installed streetlamps that are just dumb glass globes that use half their electricity to blast half their light directly into the sky where it does only bad things for no reason and think "we should overthrow the government"
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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fireflies honestly make me cry a little. out of gratitude and wonder. thank goodness we live in a world with bioluminescence. thank goodness we live in a world where it can fly.
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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Adam Cullen 'Bondage with the Pope'
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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If science fiction is the mythology of modern technology, then its myth is tragic. “Technology,”or “modern science” (using the words as they are usually used, in an unexamined shorthand standing for the “hard” sciences and high technology founded upon continuous economic growth), is a heroic undertaking, Herculean, Promethean, conceived as triumph, hence ultimately as tragedy.The fiction embodying this myth will be, and has been, triumphant (Man conquers earth, space,aliens, death, the future, etc.) and tragic (apocalypse, holocaust, then or now). If, however, one avoids the linear, progressive, Time’s-(killing)-arrow mode of the Techno-Heroic, and redefines technology and science as primarily cultural carrier bag rather than weapon of domination, one pleasant side effect is that science fiction can be seen as a far less rigid, narrow field, not necessarily Promethean or apocalyptic at all, and in fact less a mythological genre than a realistic one. It is a strange realism, but it is a strange reality. Science fiction properly conceived, like all serious fiction, however funny, is a way of trying to describe what is in fact going on, what people actually do and feel, how people relate to everything else in this vast stack, this belly of the universe, this womb of things to be and tomb of things that were, this unending story. In it, as in all fiction, there is room enough to keep even Man where he belongs, in his place in the scheme of things; there is time enough to gather plenty of wild oats and sow them too, and sing to little Oom, and listen to Ool’s joke, and watch newts,and still the story isn’t over. Still there are seeds to be gathered, and room in the bag of stars. -- The Carrier Bag Theory of Fiction Ursula K. Le Guin
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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THE CUTEST BOOK
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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Georgia O'Keeffe Long Lake, Colorado; Adrienne Brugger Sketchbook, 1917 Watercolor on paper Georgia O'Keeffe Museum Gift of The Georgia O'Keeffe Foundation
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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do it scared. do it vaguely uncomfortable. do it mysteriously damp
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anandphilip · 1 year ago
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Emil Pirchan ~ Komposition in Violett, Blau, Grau und Orange; um 1906-07 Wasserfarben aufgebracht im Tunkpapierverfahren auf Bütten | src Bassenge Auktion 121 Los 6874
These flowers look a lot like tissue sections, Those big fellows up there could be alveoli. https://unregardoblique.com/2024/06/22/emil-pirchan-tunkpapieren-1900s/
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