Val Royeaux. Any resident, a “Royan,” will say it is the greatest city in the world. Many take such pride for arrogance, but they do so through smiles as they nod in agreement, for such is the cost of doing business in the capital. Val Royeaux is in every way a world leader—in commerce, culture, and its own exaggerated beauty.

The site was founded during Evrion’s grand unification, the result of a mix of influences not such much balanced as driven together. And while such an amalgamation would be cause for chaos elsewhere, the prosperity of the region has enabled an upward spiral of indulgence. The capital has endured the ages to become a beacon of civilization, and its citizens the measure of modernity.

—Excerpted from Val Royeaux: Excesses Grand and Otherwise by (formerly) Sister Laudine


It’s a deep see firework!

Iridogorgia are aptly named, the name means something like “gorgeous rainbow” or “splendid circle of colour”.

They’re deep sea corals made up of a stalk firmly attached to rock, which spirals upward. Lots of branches grow from the central coil and tiny polyps with their feeding tentacles emerge from the branches, looking like glittering sparks.

These are some of the biggest corals in the deep sea, with some reaching over 18 feet tall!

Given their slow rate of growth, big ones like that could be some 500 years old. So even if you’re fashionably late by a few centuries, you can still catch the show.


Chilean painter Guillermo Lorca Garcia-Huidobro creates monumental works on canvas with compositions that always seem to ascend in an upward spiral. In one piece, the viewer gazes up at a larger-than-life teenage girl while a child, miniature in comparison, clings on to her for safety. In another piece, various creatures scale a barren, crooked tree trunk that looks more like a tree of death than a tree of life, with a little girl attempting to escape the vulture’s nest at the top. Lorca Garcia-Hiodobro executes his surrealist vision with loose brush strokes that leave details muddled and backgrounds incomplete, inviting the open-ended images to mingle with the viewers’ own childhood nightmares and anxieties. See more on Hi-Fructose.

“Over the last decade and a half, fewer and fewer Americans are identifying as middle class, and a growing share says it is working or lower class. Income inequality compresses many downward and lifts up the sliver already at the top.

That shifting identity should relieve candidates of the sense that there is a political urgency in spouting the phrase “middle class,” and it demands a new framework — one that is honest about the class divisions in the country.”

And Republicans are focusing on billionaires? As the middle class is slipping backwards, the downward spiral can only be changed if we stop focusing on the upward spiral of the ultra-rich.

The downward spiral

We all do it. We come in to a safer place and then one person says something like “my schedule blows”. Then the next person talks about how bad that test was. Then it almost turns in to a competition of who’s week sucks most.

I got called out on this today, so today I’d like to start an upward spiral. Let’s talk about the roses instead of the thorns.

Here are the bright spots for my week:
- I have a great summer schedule line up. I like all of my attendings and I have friends on shifts.
-I’m almost done with my latest case paper and I think it’s really good
-finally got a modification down to practice constitutional hydro on my toddler, which brought kiddo away from serious cough possible secondary pneumonia land back to normal cold land. This medicine is awesome.
- went to a student alliance for integrative medicine meeting as the ND rep and met awesome students in different disciplines.

What were your joys?


The Child and the Vertical City | Elly Ward | Via

The continuing housing crisis provides an opportunity to re-examine post-war ideas about how to accommodate the city’s workers and their families in our increasingly vertical city. This proposal for a 32 storey tower revisits ‘streets-in-the-sky’ as articulated by the Smithson’s and other architects of that era and takes the theory to its absolute zenith with a one mile long continuous street spiralling upwards through its interior.

The design could be described as ‘Park Hill meets the Guggenheim’ and aspires to a vertical neighbourhood that embraces and encourages civic interaction, where the morning school run and the daily commute circumnavigate each other, and the milk delivery and rubbish collection take place centre stage on the street.