"Powerful Stuff" - by Sean Hayes
What did I think about before you touched my thigh? Let me say this: I’m going to touch you until my fingers fall off. If my fingers don’t fall off, I will hold your hand even if it’s sweaty. And let me say this: You are lovelier than clouds that look like lovely things. I have only loved a few times and the last time was when you rubbed my neck under the monkey bars. We weren’t much younger than we are now. I still have the same haircut. You still have only one dimple. It’s on your left cheek and it looks like you fell on a pebble. I love that it looks like you fell on a pebble. Let me say this: You taste like candy canes. There was a candy cane tree in my old neighborhood. My neighbor hung candy canes on the branches of the willow and I snatched them in the middle of the night. It was December when I rode my bike the quickest, like I was going somewhere to meet you. I like you more than the candy cane tree. Let me say this: I am uncomfortable in my own skin, so I hold your face. I hold your face and your hips but mostly your face. You have a lovely face. Let me say this: I love you like monsters like scaring little kids. I make a list of words I can use to diagram your body: petite, mellifluous, comely, milk, necessary. Please, forgive the humming; you see I rarely taste candy canes in March. When I don’t taste you I taste sweat. Not good sweat, mind you, sweaty sweat from the men’s locker room. Sometimes I taste pizza, but that’s only because I loved pizza first. Let me say this: My love for pizza was fleeting. I was young and naive and thought that extra toppings meant something. These are fine days because they end with you. Let me just say this: I’m going to kiss you until my lips fall off. If my lips don’t fall off, I will kiss up your spine until I run out of spine. Then I’ll start over.
Spirit Family Reunion singing “I’ll Find a Way” as part of a benefit series for the Invisible Children group. If you can see them live, do it.
An animated diagram from datapointed.net that demonstrates pictorially the idea of prime and non-prime numbers.
This version of the “Brainbow” was produced at Harvard University in a mouse brain. Researchers caused the expression of green fluorescent proteins and its variants to visualize individual axons and nerves.
Image Taken from: http://cbs.fas.harvard.edu/science/connectome-project/brainbow
Courtesy of J. Litchman
I think I should have loved you presently
Restoration funded by:
Dr. Frank and Kristine Short
Dimensions:24 1/2 x 19 1/2 inches
Large losses at corners and edges. Support very brittle. Surface dirt moderate. Oil is sunken in and cracking badly. Delamination of surface elements at edges.
Surface clean. Surface clean oil medium. Alkaline reserve. Insert losses. Patch. Line. Slipcase or solid support. Consolidate medium. In-paint losses
Information courtesy of http://www.brockport.edu
"In the town of Skagen you can watch an amazing natural phenomenon. The city is the northernmost point in Denmark, where the Baltic and North Seas meet. The two opposing tides can not merge because they have different densities."
credit to oddstuffmagazine.com
"Measuring about 35 feet tall, it’s arguably the most spectacular feature of the gardens of Villa Medici at Pratolino, now part of Villa Demidoff, located about 7 miles north of Florence, Italy. A personification of the Apennine mountain ranges, it’s sculpted as though on that minimal margin between landscape and man, its smooth skin emerging out of the rough terrain or metamorphosing back into a mountain. He even has stalactites for a shaggy beard.
This colossal sculpture recalls the figure of Atlas in Virgil’s Aeneid, and also the architect Dinocrates’ proposal to shape Mount Athos into a man in honor of Alexander the Great.”
credit to unusualplaces.org
O sweet spontaneous
by: e.e. cummings
earth how often have
prurient philosophers pinched
, has the naughty thumb
of science prodded
often have religions taken
thee upon their scraggy knees
buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive
to the incomparable
couch of death thy
them only with