Being bed-ridden with a ‘flu virus from Hell won’t stop the news.
- Archaeologists find 1600-year-old elongated skulls… in Siberia.
- Remains of Shakespeare’s first theatre have been unearthed.
- Fragment of medieval pottery inscribed with verse of the Rubaiyat, composed by Persian poet and scientist Omar Khayyam (Amazon US & UK).
- The last of the Zoroastrians: the world’s oldest religion is disappearing.
- Despite China’s spin and oppression, Tibetan exiles keep their culture alive.
- A replica of a 3800-year-old Egyptian ship successfully sailed across the Red Sea.
- Scientists warn global sea level rises will be faster than originally predicted.
- Think what you will of GW, it’s a no-brainer that pollution is killing our oceans.
- Volunteers clean up 200 tons of trash from Florida beaches in a single day.
- Rare fossilised dinosaur handprints show evolution of limbs to wings. Opposable thumbs would be much more interesting.
- A chimp displays PZ Myers-like skills by planning his stone-throwing.
- An unkindness of ravens in north Wales forages like a gang.
- Why dreams are so difficult to remember… for some people. 😉
- Dr Karl Shuker explores feline symbolism in dreams and folklore.
- Possibly the best job in the world? Looking for elves in Iceland.
- From 1932: Queer Beasts of the Bush: the legend of the bunyip.
- What do you think of these ghostly pics from Scotland?
- Personal experiences with shadow people. Is there a light?
- UFOs seen at Cape Canaveral launch, and fighter jets scrambled in Arizona.
- Photograph of a lenticular UFO spotted above Chacarillas, Chile.
- Rumours of an underground base may be unfounded, but Dulce New Mexico has a plethora of UFOs and cattle mutilations that defy explanation.
- Intangible Materiality, one of the best blogs in the universe.
Thanks Kat, Greg, and the elves.
Quote of the Day:
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return’d to me,
And answer’d “I Myself am Heav’n and Hell”:
Heav’n but the Vision of fulfill’d Desire,
And Hell the Shadow from a Soul on fire,
Cast on the Darkness into which Ourselves,
So late emerged from, shall so soon expire.
We are no other than a moving row
Of Magic Shadow-shapes that come and go
Round with the Sun-illumined Lantern held
In Midnight by the Master of the Show;
