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C y b e r p u n k moody ports nightly- Hip electric neon rhapsodies Tuned to Gibsonian romance and matrices. Strike tympanic membranes to inform An open mind catches the electric worm With satellite transceivers and a dose of hope Racing through the 80s and early 90s

Hippie dreams in the sky Blissed on diamond earthy highs Across the globe OM Namaste Shambala. Classless visionaries On a magic carpet ride Going know-where in a flash From the 60s 'til 1975.

Beats Artistic laid back hip Poetry soothsayers Low tech buddhadelic At streets of dawn Know-how Worldly Bohemian cat Cafe, the road and all that jazz From the 1950s to 1965

Welcome to a limitless future.

NEWS🚨: Astronomers now believe Betelgeuse, the red supergiant 640 light-years away, is moving into its final stages of life ─ it's explosion will be so massive that it'll be visible to the naked eye during the daytime on Earth

Update: Yup. Just as I suspected. Two words: Burgess Shale. One species: Opabinia. Totally freaky. Here's the thing. In the Cambrian explosion multiple anatomical templates appeared, but then Darwinian mechanisms kicked in, preventing us from having a cool set of extra eyes.

The existence of the Antikythera mechanism keeps me up at night. Da Vinci's anatomical drawings too. So much forgotten history. Now, I think I'm about to freak myself out with the early evolutionary history of skeletal structures. I'll report back this evening.

Tonight, she races in her silver chariot accompanied by Venus, Jupiter, and Mars. 🌙

Not all bees are yellow, some are blue.. Blue carpenter bees, native to southern Asia, make honey like European honeybees, but it’s much thicker and denser than the honey we’re used to, like cookie dough or peanut butter consistency. The female bees mix this honey with pollen to create ‘bee bread’ upon which they lay their eggs.

A waxing crescent moon and Venus dancing in the twilight.

The grand-master gland himself. "Pituitary Pete is ready for the night moves."

Swaying slowly side to side On lonesome rails and vast plains Emerald lakes and sweeping valleys In the heart they raise euphoria Over the mountains engine steaming Along rivers to the ocean I came across singing her name To bow before my Queen Victoria.

"Lazy day, Sunday afternoon Like to get your feet up, watch TV Sunday roast is something good to eat Must be lamb today 'cause beef was last week" Lazy Day by The Moody Blues

Meanwhile, light years from earth...

Feet burn to walk the mackerel sky at night And run on ribs that in the clouds appear Beginning in the heart, I work towards light. 2 for theodore roethke by Mike McClure

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The rise of the cyborgs

🚨: Scientists just created a “living robot” from cells that can form its own nervous system. It can move, respond, and could be programmed — the era of programmable biology is near.

I don't have any experience in systematic research beside my pop philosophizing about it, but I do like the aesthetics of charts. They have a way of summing huge volumes of information that cannot be easily grasped by our ABC neural processor.

"Sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together Speeding away on the wind to a new day If you're alone, I'll come home" Pink Floyd, San Tropez youtu.be/Z7cdxlMnCIw