Listening to a scientist on KUOW is great. Today they had a String Theory guy on. They talked a little bit about Dark Matter and Dark Energy. Made me come up with these thoughts. Don't know if they're accurate, and I don't know if they constitute a theory, but I thought I would record them.
Dark Matter - this is matter that has been accellerated above the speed of light, causing the mass of that matter to increase. I heard him say that 95% of the matter in the universe is this type of Dark Matter, and if they were going fast enough, it wouldn't take much.
We can't percieve Dark Matter because we are dependent on light to percieve things.
Dark Energy - When matter crosses the threashold of the speed of light, gravity reverses and repels instead of attracts. We can see the effects of Dark Energy because this is the force that is pushing the galaxies apart faster and faster.
So there we go. Crazy ideas, but they take in what I know and they're pushing the envelope.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
When to cry at a concert
Let them in, Peter
For they are very tired
Give them couches where the angels sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new dawns
Fired by the sun
Not war-times bloody guns
May their peace be deep
Remember where the broken bodies lie
God knows how young they were
To have to die
You know God knows how young they were
To have to die
Give them things they like
Let them make some noise
Give roadhouse bands not golden harps
To these our boys
Let them love Peter
For they've had no time
They should have bird songs and trees
And hills to climb
The taste of summer
And a ripened pear
And girls as sweet as meadow wind
And flowing hair
And tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
Let them in, Peter
For they are very tired
Give them couches where the angels sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new dawns
Fired by the sun
Not war-times bloody guns
May their peace be deep
Remember where the broken bodies lie
God knows how young they were
To have to die
You know God knows how young they were
To have to die
And tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
Poem converted to a song by John Gorka.
For they are very tired
Give them couches where the angels sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new dawns
Fired by the sun
Not war-times bloody guns
May their peace be deep
Remember where the broken bodies lie
God knows how young they were
To have to die
You know God knows how young they were
To have to die
Give them things they like
Let them make some noise
Give roadhouse bands not golden harps
To these our boys
Let them love Peter
For they've had no time
They should have bird songs and trees
And hills to climb
The taste of summer
And a ripened pear
And girls as sweet as meadow wind
And flowing hair
And tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
Let them in, Peter
For they are very tired
Give them couches where the angels sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new dawns
Fired by the sun
Not war-times bloody guns
May their peace be deep
Remember where the broken bodies lie
God knows how young they were
To have to die
You know God knows how young they were
To have to die
And tell them how they are missed
But say not to fear
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
It's gonna be all right
With us down here
Poem converted to a song by John Gorka.
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