Colors of infinity UPDATEUpdate: Another awesome TV program is Fractals The Hidden DimensionMore Like This
The old stuff: This evening (27 of May) my Windows XP crashed) That means no more fractals from me until either I fixed the problem or have a new computer built. Lucky I have my mini lap, with Ubuntu, so I have fully access to the net Waiting for more fractals from me, I put a link to an old legendary TV program from the nineties,
(click ->) Arthur C Clarke - Fractals - Colors of Infinity (<- click)
In the above TV program (53 minutes), containing many cool fractal animations, Some scientists as Michael Barnsley, and of cause Benoit Mandelbrot himself, explain fractals in a very nice way. I really recommend everyone, and especially
IlluminatiSomething hidden - moving in fog and shadowsMore Like This
Is it true... or just fancy fantasy
Some say they know... some say they don't
Many shake their heads
Too many senses a sort of control
But where to aim
A strange mystery
A name is just a name
But still a kind of identification
Thoughts can be shared
Angels and Demons
Hidden in our minds
Moving in fog and shadows
Late Night Drunk TextsThere's probably something poeticMore Like This
That can be said
About you being my late night
But it sure as hell doesn't feel
It tastes like misery
and it feels like
I can't breathe
Because all of my ribs
broke at once
and both of my lungs collapsed
like a tree in a storm
because you hit my like lightning
And it feels like each
and every muscle
is screaming in agony
over losing you
and all I can do
Is sit and write a god damned poem
But nothing I write
is going to make you stay
And nothing I write
is going to make everything feel
My existence...Well I guess it's time for me to rant about my failures in life. Sounds like a good thing to do. I'm going to number my failures in the past 24 hours to help you realize how dumb i truly am. Enjoy, oh glorious watchers of mine.More Like This
1) I woke up this morning and saw my shadow on the wall. Naturally, I panic. Naturally, I have a muscle spasm because i freaked out. So I punched myself in the face. Strike one for Mikki.
2) After this beautiful moment of my own abuse toward my face, I walk into the kitchen to get food. I find food, I eat food. I enjoyed the food. And suddenly A;JBG;KSDJGB;SKDJGBS. my fork scrapes the plate. One of the worst sounds, i'd say. So I started choking on my last bite of burrito. I survived, though. Wooooohoo.
3) i ran into a door. A closed, clearly visible door.
4) I nearly dropped my glasses in the toilet. I didn't, because of my SUPER FAST NINJA SKILLS OF DOOM THAT YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE AWESOMENESS OF, but i almost did. and that's bad enough.
5) i also fell asle
leech.There's a dead girlMore Like This
inside of me,
clutching to my tendons
through my vertebrae.
She reminds me
that I will be dead one day,
just like her.
in pale patches
of my skin,
in a rattling cough,
in a hospital bed at age seven,
where I wanted to die
before I knew what it meant.
The bitch likes to play games,
and she always wins.
she's the one in my skull
to see what it will make me do.
I've hated her
since the day I was born,
I feel bad for her.
She is lonely,
and she wants me
to be her friend.
She's lingered inside of me
hoping for the moment
when I finally get sick of her
and gouge her from my brain.
PerditionMore Like This
I am asked at times where I have been
As well as where I will be
These questions hold no significance
I am not a killer
Nor an exile
Known not as a thief
Or a traitor
One asks of why
'Why then join me in this damnation?'
Becoming increasingly agitated
Especially so for the last word spat out
I can see it in his eyes
It holds a meaning to him
His own personal oblivion that will always be in the bottom of his heart and soul to haunt him
It is in all of us
Damnation does not suggest equality
We all are evil in one way or another
It will reflect in time
Either on our putrid appearance or corrupt personalities
As we trickle unknowingly into this oblivion
I saw it in his eyes
'I have not joined you
I have always been here'
I have never seen a man so broken
'Where am I?'
My eyes sadden
As this holds a meaning to him
Gospel Stars ch8 A day off, what a rare thing. In all twelve years of having been raised here he had never had a day off. But now that he had one Atrii wouldn't waste anytime planing his escape, Jack would probably be willing to help and Brice probably didn't care if he was here or not. No matter what Atrii was determined to see his real family at least once.More Like This
Darkness, a place where light was not permitted, that was what Tex felt his life was. His life was the place where people where afraid to go, for even in that darkness sound was audible. And in that sound his own voice reminded him of his failures, and Saul's commanding voice was there too as well as his best friend Tim. Tim the guy that had shown Tex to the love and light that rested in everyone, but Tim was gone and with his encouragement so was Tex's light. Not even his girl could bring back the light, but every so often another observer would come and show Tex that light still existed.
And for this very