Treehouse in Brno, Czech Republic.
Contributed by Joseph Lee.
East 80th Street townhouse renovated by Sawyer Berson. Actually my fantasy. Every last inch.
Jimi Hendrix photographed by Jim Marshall during his soundcheck at the Monterey Pop Festival, 1967 (via)
Right now, 500 light years away from Earth, there’s a planet that looks a lot like our own. It is bathed in dim orangeish light, which at high noon is only as bright as the golden hour before sunset back home.
NASA scientists are calling the planet Kepler-186f, and it’s unlike anything they’ve found. The big news: Kepler-186f is the closest relative to the Earth that researchers have discovered.
It’s the first Earth-sized planet in the habitable zone of another star—the sweet spot between too-hot Mercury-like planets and too-cold Neptunes— and it is likely to give scientists their first real opportunity to seek life elsewhere in the universe. “It’s no longer in the realm of science fiction,” said Elisa Quintana, a researcher at the SETI Institute.
But if there is indeed life on Kepler-186f, it may not look like what we have here. Given the redder wavelengths of light on the planet, vegetation there would sprout in hues of yellow and orange instead of green.
Read more. [Image: NASA Ames/SETI Institute/JPL-Caltech]
n0th1ng 2 u(s)
it’s so strange
being so full of feeling
after being void.
we know each other
i sometimes think i was born to meet you.
you make me so angry! you fill me with lust! you inspire me!
i am in way over my head. this is what They wrote about. this is the stuff muses are made of, and i’m worried i’m wasting your beauty in sole admiration.
let me capture you for a moment, please! i am erasing, i am melting into a new frame, i am so aware of the ways i upset you. i am desperate to be able to translate your kisses onto the page, to preserve any bit of you that may otherwise be beyond both of us.
you must have no idea how much you compel me. you must have no idea how constantly i think of you.
i deserve this for not believing in Love. i always thought They were exaggerating; and here you are proving to me They had only brushed hands with the profundity You are.
i am uncertain—does that mean i am in love? i do not understand the question, so how can i possibly know the answer? please tell me your secrets. they are fresh and green and dewy, and i treasure them. it is impossible not to adore you, truly. you are spring, you are elation, you are inhalations. i am your weight, and it makes both of us sober.
breathe fermented breath into my mouth and i will do my best to breathe you back a tropical, ocean breeze.
i am well aware that oxygen bores you and so do i.
pl3as3 d0nt l3t m3 m3an n0th1ng y3t.
Marilyn Monroe photographed by Eve Arnold during the filming of The Misfits (1961)