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Inuit Poetry 11

 
I REMEMBER THE WHITE BEAR
 
 
I remember the white bear,
With its back-body raised high;
It thought it was the only male here,
And came towards me at full speed.
     Unaya, unaya.
 
 
Again and again it threw me down,
But it did not lie over me,
But quickly went from me again.
It had not thought
Of meeting other males here,
And by the edge of an ice floe
It lay down calmly.
     Unaya, unaya.
 
 
I shall never forget the great blubber-beast;
On the firm ice I had already flayed it,
When the neighbors with whom I shared the
     land here
Had just woken.
It was as if I had just gone to its breathing hole
     out there.
     Unaya, unaya.
 
 
There as I came across it,
And as I stood over it, it heard me,
Without scratching at the ice,
At the under edge of the firm ice to which it
     had hooked itself,
Truly it was a cunning beast–
Just as I felt sorry that I had not caught it,
     Unaya, unaya,
 
 
I caught it fast with my harpoon head,
Before it had even drawn breath!
 
 
NETSILIK INUIT
 
 
 
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Utopia is Boring

 
When I was young I use to spend hours in my backyard playing in the dirt and clay.
I would put great care and attention into making these really elaborate villages.
Then I would pull out the garden hose and flood it, essentially destroying the
carefully constructed settlement.
 
I did this, not because I was a destructive child by any means.
 
 
But because G.I. Joe was at his best in times of crisis.
 
 
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Springtime in Canada

 
Today I got up early and went outside to find a fly frozen in a fresh pool of ice.
Yesterday it was over 15 C.

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Heaven is Hotter Than Hell

This is what we learned in physics yesterday. The really important stuff.
 

The temperature of Heaven can be rather accurately computed. Our authority is Isaiah 30:26, "Moreover, the light of the Moon shall be as the light of the Sun and the light of the Sun shall be sevenfold, as the light of seven days." Thus Heaven receives from the Moon as much radiation as we do from the Sun, and in addition 7 x 7 (49) times as much as the Earth does from the Sun, or 50 times in all.

The light we receive from the Moon is one 1/10,000 of the light we receive from the Sun, so we can ignore that.

The radiation falling on Heaven will heat it to the point where the heat lost by radiation is just equal to the heat received by radiation, i.e., Heaven loses 50 times as much heat as the Earth by radiation. Using the Stefan-Boltzmann law for radiation, (H/E)^4 = 50, where E is the absolute temperature of the earth (-300ºK), gives H as 798ºK (525ºC).
 
The exact temperature of Hell cannot be computed. However, Revelation 21:8 says

"But the fearful, and unbelieving … shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone." A lake of molten brimstone [sulphur] means that its temperature must be at or below its boiling point, 444.6ºC.

We have, then, that Heaven, at 525ºC is hotter than Hell at 445ºC.

 

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Relativity Is Relative

 

"In the world of Relativity, there are actually three sources of gravity, each being orthogonal to the two others. Each inhabitant lives in one of the gravity wells, where normal physical laws apply. There are sixteen characters, spread between each gravity source. The apparent confusion of the lithograph print comes from the fact that the three gravity sources are depicted in the same space.

The structure has three stairways, and each stairway can be used by people who belong to two different gravity sources. This creates interesting phenomena, such as in the top stairway, where two inhabitants use the same stairway in the same direction and on the same side, but each using a different face of each step. In the other stairways, inhabitants are depicted as climbing the stairways upside-down, but based on their own gravity source, they are climbing normally."

 
I’m so glad I don’t have to draw a free-body diagram for this one.
Oh, I’m a physics geek now.
 
 
 
I think my favorite depiction of this piece was in Futurama when Fry and Bender are looking for an apartment. They come across one resembling Relativity, but Fry says, "meh, I don’t want to pay a dimension I’m not going to use."
 
 
Okay Dale, I said I would borrow it.
 
 
 
 
 
Out of curiosity, has anybody ever found themselves in this part of Vancouver?
 
 
 
 

 

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The Plan

Okay, so I’ve done some thinking and I’ve come up with a solution for many of the Conservative’s problems.
Now I know what you’re thinking; why would Becky want to help the Tories?
It’s more about helping the country, and I think it would be wrong to deprive the government of my brilliant plan just because I don’t like the people in charge. But this little plan of mine could help solve three major problems plaguing today’s Canadian.
 
The Plan:
 
  • First we scrap the existing Day Care "plan", and start a new one where we take in as many children as we can as often as we can.
  • Then we put them on exercise machines; i.e. treadmills, stationary bikes, etc.
  • Finally, we hook these machines up to generators that feed into the energy grid.
 
Yes, we now have a feasible plan to provide affordable daycare, deal with childhood obesity, and generate an alternative form of energy that’s good for the environment. It’s the Clean Air/Childhood Fitness/Daycare Program. It’s a ‘win-win-win’ situation.
 
I mean they always say "Children are our greatest resource", I think it’s about time we utilize it.
 

Here Kevin, just for you, and me, and 30% of (voting) Canadians.
 

There is one problem though with brandishing this one in B.C.
Hmmmm……
 

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Time For Some Dali

Hmmmm…… this blog really could use a little more art.
Actually I thought I’d add one of my favorites of the great surrealist, Salvador Dali.
Now I really likeThe Persistence of Memory‘ but there’s a lesser-known (and hard to find) work of his I absolutely adore. It’s not for it’s aesthetic value so much as it just boggles my mind how a person can just think up this stuff. So here it is:
 
 Lifting with Extreme Precaution
the Skin of the Sea
 to Observe a Dog Sleeping in the Shade of the Water’
 

 
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Happy Holidays Everybody!

 
 

 

Sorry about the belated season’s greeting, or any sort of blogging for that matter, 
but what can you do?
I did end up with an A- in Physics 11, but never finished The Tao of Physics.
I will look foward to more physics next semester along with some english.

 

I’ve decided to take up Dale’s tag:

1. Find the nearest book.
2. Name the book and the author.
3. Turn to page 123.
4. Go to the fifth sentence on the page.
5. Copy out the next three sentences and post to your blog.
6. Tag three more folks.

 

And the book closest to me, as far as proximity is concerned is;

The Meaning of Shinto
by J.W.T. Mason

"They are diverse, individualistic centres of the evolution of the original self-creative source, which spreads outward through the continuity of earthly expansion of human life. The Sumera Mikoto, by the Shinto principle, represents an unbroken line of descent; from Amaterasu, the Shinto personality that means spiritual unification. Amaterasu, the Heavenly ancestress of the Sumera Mikoto, is more-than-materiality."

 
 
 
And I won’t be tagging anybody, but feel free to take it upon yourself to share a book.
 
 
 
 
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SONG OF A DEAD ONE (Inuit Poetry 10)

This is an Inuit Poem from my Death Anthology.
 
 
Joy fills me
When daylight breaks
And the sun
Glides silently foward.
 
But I lie choked with fear
Greedy maggot throngs
Eat into my collarbone cavity
And tear away my eyes.
 
Anxiously I lie and meditate.
How choked with fear I was
When they buried me
In a snow hut on a lake.
 
When they sealed the door
Incomprehensible
How my soul could escape.
 
Greater grew my fear
When the ice split
And the crack grew thunderously
Over the heavens.
 
Glorious was life
In winter
But did winter bring me joy?
Worries corroded
Worries for sole-skins and boot-skins.
 
Glorious was life
In summer
But did summer bring me joy?
Ever was I anxious
For sleeping furs.
 
Glorious was life
On the sea ice.
But did that bring me joy?
Ever was I anxious
For no salmon wished to bite.
 
Was it so beautiful
When I stood flushed, embarrassed,
In the swirl of the feasthouse,
And the choir ridiculed me,
Getting stuck with my song?
 
Tell me, now, was life so good on earth?
Here joy fills me
When daylight breaks
And the sun
Glides silently forward.
 
COPPER INUIT
 
 
 
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