Эта камера подсвечивает инфракрасной подсветкой

А ещё одна сама по себе греется

Местные видимо думают слично

I really shouldn't click on that download link, however!

Кто-то старался это сфотографировать, а потом оцифровать фото с диска найденного на помойке

Новое исследование про дышание жидкостями

That's a cool track!
Wait, why are half the comments about a flash game?
Oh, I see...

Когда миру мир — всем навар

I made a promise to complete this work. This promise is my flag planted in the future tense. It represents my commitment to construct a future that cannot come into being should I abandon my promise. This future will not exist without my capacity first to imagine its facts and then to will them into being. I am an inchworm moving with determination and purpose across the distance between now and later. Each tiny increment of territory that I traverse is annexed to the known world, as my effort transforms uncertainty into fact. Should I renege on my promise, the world would not collapse. My publisher would survive the abrogation of our contract. You would find many other books to read. I would move on to other projects.
My promise, though, is an anchor that girds me against the vagaries of my moods and temptations. It is the product of my will to will and a compass that steers my course toward a desired future that is not yet real. Events may originate in energy sources outside my will and abruptly alter my course in ways that I can neither predict nor control. Indeed, they have already done so. Despite this certain knowledge of uncertainty, I have no doubt that I am free. I can promise to create a future, and I can keep my promise. If the book that I have imagined is to exist in the future, it must be because I will to will it so. I live in an expansive landscape that already includes a future that only I can imagine and intend. In my world, this book I write already exists. In fulfilling my promise, I make it manifest. This act of will is my claim to the future tense.
To make a promise is to predict the future; to fulfill a promise through the exercise of will turns that prediction into fact. Our hearts pump our blood, our kidneys filter that blood, and our wills create the future in the patient discovery of each new sentence or step. This is how we claim our right to speak in the first person as the author of our futures. The philosopher Hannah Arendt devoted an entire volume to an examination of will as the “organ for the future” in the same way that memory is our mental organ for the past. The power of will lies in its unique ability to deal with things, “visibles and invisibles, that have never existed at all. Just as the past always presents itself to the mind in the guise of certainty, the future’s main characteristic is its basic uncertainty, no matter how high a degree of probability prediction may attain.” When we refer to the past, we see only objects, but the view to the future brings “projects,” things that are yet to be. With freedom of will we undertake action that is entirely contingent on our determination to see our project through. These are acts that we could have “left undone” but for our commitment. “A will that is not free,” Arendt concludes, “is a contradiction in terms.”
Shoshana Zuboff, 978-1610395694

Никогда не стояла так близко к музыкантам при исполнении

Ура, хорнимузыка!

Если вам нравятся Mittsies, Ghost Data, Cepheid и какие-нибудь MoxiFloxi.
Я запощу только один трек, но у Geoxor очень много всего и оно очень хорошо.

Все искусство — аттеншнхоринг, но не каждый аттеншнхоринг искусство

У нас есть шанс увидеть закрытие космоса: https://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/Синдром_Кесслера

Спутники на орбите это конечно такая прикольная штука, которые в идеальном мире бы просто давала всем связь, а по факту принадлежит корпорациям и все равно будет цензурится согласно чьему-нибудь настроению.

Я наверное предпочту техно-примитивизм а для этого космос не нужен, и на такой микроапокалипсис я бы посмотрела. Может быть тогда придётся уделять больше внимания на то как улучшить жизнь на земле, вместо надежды сбежать в космос когда здесь станет слишком сложно.