Motorcycling

Cosmology

Psy-trance, Electronic ambient, Alternative, Leonard Cohen, Pink Floyd

The Fountain, Dark City

--- [On History]:
Whose game was empires
and whose stakes were thrones,
Whose table earth, whose dice were human bones
(~George Gordon, Lord Byron, "The Age of Bronze")

--- Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping
than you can understand
(~William Butler Yeats, "The Stolen Child")

--- What would happen to us if we could truly sympathize with others, feel with them, suffer for them? The fact that human anguish, fear, and suffering melt away with the death of the individual, that nothing remains of the ascents, the declines, the orgasms, and the agonies, is a praiseworthy gift of evolution, which made us like the animals...
...If from every unfortunate, from every victim, there remained even a single atom of his feelings, if thus grew the inheritance of the generations, if even a spark could pass from man to man, the world would be full of raw, bowel-torn howling.
(~Stanislaw Lem, "His Master's Voice")