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“I'm sure the universe is full of intelligent life. It's just been too intelligent to come here.”
Arthur C. Clarke
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Universe...
“I'm sure the universe is full of intelligent life. It's just been too intelligent to come here.”
Arthur C. Clarke
Image by Irina Dmitriemko
“Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.”
Owersettin by A C Clarke, Maggie Rabatski and Sheila Templeton
Owersettin by A C Clarke, Maggie Rabatski and Sheila Templeton
There is a poetry group in the village that meets once a month, led by my friend Ruth. We meet to share poetry we enjoy and some of us write poetry too. Occassionally, Ruth calls upon her wide variety of poet friends to come along and read some of their work to us. Last month, Maggie Rabatski and Sheila Templeton joined us and read from the new book they have published with A.C.Clarke, Owersettin
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How can you tell that a book is great?
When it makes you think.
When it makes you dig out your dust covered geomag, build a tetrahedron and a square pyramid, join them and count the resulting sides.
Next stop, the Mandelbrot set.
Arthur C. Clarke - The Ghost from the Grand Banks
I just realised that
after I finished reading Clarke's Childhood's End last weekend I seem to care much less about the wrong way things go.
Because no matter how much the human societies fucked up over the years, there might come a time when everything that matters is that we didn't manage to kill ourselves.
Not that I'd like everything from our past forgotten, but the thought that not much of what we deal with nowadays will matter in the end, kind of gives me solace.
Wow, I got deep...
El verdadero enemigo era la naturaleza; el adversario cordial que no engañaba, que siempre jugaba limpio, pero jamás dejaba de sacar ventaja ante el más leve descuido, ante la menor omisión.
Morgan en "Fuentes del Paraiso"
A.C.Clarke