The Prince's Tale

A stunning animation


The Prince's Tale - Animation by *RandomMumble on deviantART

Third Uncle

By Brian Eno
Covered by Bauhaus



Does anyone else feel like dancing?
Also, the video can be ignored, just listen to the music. =)

"And of course, the brain is not responsible for any of the sensations at all. The correct view is that the seat and source of sensation is the region of the heart."

~Aristotle

So I had a MRI scan done for an experiment last month, and a few days ago they finally emailed me a few pictures!

It's pretty awesome, if I may say so myself. =D

After getting the imagines, I've been looking at them, identifying the different parts, etc, etc. And it's pretty cool how different parts look exactly like the diagrams that they use in textbooks. (i.e. the brain stem). Which is kind of stupid, I know, since they modeled the diagrams after actual brain parts, of course they'll look alike! Still, one of the small surprises, I guess...

Yeah, I need a life.

Massive Dynamic

Oh dear, it's been a while hasn't it... And to think I should be more productive in the summer time.

Anyway, a little website I discovered the other day. It's surprising that it took me so long.

http://www.massivedynamic.com/index.php

Yes, Massive Dynamic is the company from the TV show Fringe. One of the most awesome shows around these days. WATCH IT.

It's just really cool how they set everything up as if it were a real website, for a real company. Even the content can be easily taken be real life products. Which honestly, it might be, just not out for the average consumer yet.
Oh fringe science...

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

By Maya Angelou

The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.