Amusing the clowns since 1973.
I am 6ft tall, take pictures of rocks, and love you, and you, and you, and you, and definitely you. I recently moved over here to Tumblr, but you can see all the old BIAYF goodness here.
Ice, Ice Baby — Katie Paterson’s Ice Records
Katie Paterson went to Iceland and recorded the sounds of three separate glaciers–Langjökull, Snæfellsjökull, Solheimajökull–and then pressed the dripping noises onto records made from each glacier’s melted (and then re-frozen) ice. She finished by playing the three ice records simultaneously for the two hours it took each to melt.
verameat - VERAMEAT Jewelry : HIP SHARK
This Hip Shark is eating a hot lady torso in fur mini dress. But she’s not a victim she’s hitting the hip head with a bone club. This necklace is great on women or men. Very detailed 7 super unique wearable art jewelry. For those that have almost everything.
Dr Grordbort Presents: Victory — Scientific Adventure Violence for Young Men and Literate Women
I am just about to order this, since i cant really afford the Rayguns.
Oda a las gracias
Gracias a la palabra
que agradece,
gracias a gracias
por
cuanto esta palabra
derrite nieve o hierro.
El mundo paecía amenazante
hasta que suave
como pluma
clara,
o dulce como pétalo de azúcar,
de labio en labio
pasa
gracias,
grandes a plena boca
o susurrantes,
apenas murmulladas,
y el ser volvió a ser hombre
y no ventana,
alguna claridad
entró en el bosque.
fue posible cantar bajo las hojas.
Gracias, eres la píldora
contra
los óxidos cortantes del desprecio,
la luz contra el altar de la dureza.
Tal vez
también tapiz
entre los más distantes hombres
fuiste.
Los pasajeros
se diseminaron
en la naturaleza
y entonces
en la selva
de los desconocidos,
merci,
mientras el tren frénetico
cambia de patria,
borra las fronteras,
spasivo,
junto a los puntiagudos
volcanes, frío y fuego,
thanks, sí, gracias, y entonces
se transforma la tierra en una mesa.
una palabra la limió,
brillan platos y copas,
suenan los tenedores
y parecen manteles las llanuras.
Gracias, gracias,
que viajes y que vuelvas,
que subas
y que bajes.
Está entendido, no
lo llenas todo,
palabra gracias,
pero
donde aparece
tu pétalo pequeño
se esconden los puñales del orgullo,
y aparece un centavo de sonrisa.
Ode to gratitude
Thanks to the word
that gives thanks.
Thanks to the gratitude
for how excellently
the word melts snow or iron.
The planet seemed full of threats
until soft
as a translucent
feather,
or sweet as a sugary petal,
from lip to lip,
it passed,
thank you,
magnificent, filling the mouth,
or whispered,
hardly voiced,
and the soul became human again,
not a window,
soome clear shine
penetrated the forest:
it was possible again to sing beneath the leaves.
Gratitude, you are medicine
opposing
scorn’s bitter oxides,
light melting the cruel altar.
Perhaps
you are also
the carpet
uniting
the most distant men,
passengers spread out
through nature
and the jungle
of unknown men,
merci,
as the delirous train
penetrates a new country,
eradicating frontiers,
spasibo,
joined with the sharp-cusped
volcanoes, frost and fire,
thanks, yes, gracias, and the Earth
turns into a table,
a single word swept it clean,
plates and cups glisten,
forks jingle,
and the flatlands seem like tablecloths.
Thanks, gracias,
you travel and return,
you rise
and descend.
It is understood, you don’t
permeate everything,
but where the word of thanksgiving
appears like a tiny petal,
proud fists hide
and a penny’s worth of a smile appears.
Kiss Groggy Mornings Goodbye - This is wicked sweet nerdy cool
Amazing Amazing Amazing
Cheap 3D Solar Cells Are 6x More Efficient, Work Underground : TreeHugger
This is amazing, i can see this making a big difference in the uptake of solar energy installments. Sweet.
