“Walk barefooted amongst the Earth, dance to its rhythmic heartbeat, bury your feet in the warmth of the soil, or the cool of the green grass, frolic in fields of flowers, crunch through leaves and skip along stones. But most importantly feel yourself become whole.”

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Poetic Ideal: a language scrubbed clean by silences.

If we listen, the air is heavy with poems, ripe for plucking.

Branches are roots, too, in the sky.

Perhaps it is not poetry that purifies the language of the tribe, but Silence.

The true poet, or mystic, is not too proud to admit that, in matters great and small, they cannot proceed until they receive further instructions.

One never becomes a poet, except when they are writing a poem.

Yahia Lababidi, Skipping Stones,” Berfrois (12 October 2012)

Mars and the Science of Skipping Stones

Mars Science Laboratory project scientist John Grotzinger tells the story of how skipping stones, before they take flight across the smooth surface of a river or lake, are born of rushing water.

The Curiosity rover has found “skipping stones” of its own in Gale Crater, and many tell a tale of a time when water flowed on Mars’ surface.

Will that story include indications of previous life on Mars? Only time will tell. On Earth, everywhere we find water, we find life. Let’s see if that story is solely ours, or if it can be written on other planets as well.

Those of us working on NASA’s Curiosity mission are haunted by waters as well. Where those ancient waters lead us remains to be seen, but they provide us with our roadmap. Now it’s just up to our instruments and our patience with a few detours if we feel the need to explore tributaries.

(via NY Times)

Skipping stones || Callum & Brody

Callum was ambling slowly down the shoreline of the lake, weaving in and about, not following a straight line. He stopped to pick up a stone, flicking it at the water, and chuckled when it landed with a plop in the water, having not skipped even once. “Well, isn’t that just shitty,” he muttered, crouching on the ground to look for another in amusement.


The theory and the video are not mines. I didn’t put the owner’s user because I don’t know if she has a tumblr. 

I think all in this theory has a lot of sense. I love Wren and if Charles it’s not him, I’m going to be really surprise.

Tell me what do you think about this ;)