To buy shoes is always an ordeal. For some, overwhelming wanting has turned shoes into cultural legend. But not for me; to find shoes that fit is task enough. Each year or two, after my old pair could bear no more the abuses of the schoolyard. I stared down at my feet, they look pretty normal. The salesman returned, arms full of shoe-boxes. Here we go again.
I had but one pair of shoes, sneakers. I cringe as I watch cute black dresses limp along on legs that if not for their jilted stride and a veiled grimace would be sexy-long.
A gyroscope in operation with freedom in all three axes. The rotor will maintain its spin axis direction regardless of the orientation of the outer frame.
gy–ro–scope |ËˆjÄ«rÉ™ËŒskÅp|noun | a device consisting of a wheel or disk mounted so that it can spin rapidly about an axis that is itself free to alter in direction. The orientation of the axis is not affected by tilting of the mounting; so gyroscopes can be used to provide stability or maintain a reference direction in navigation systems, automatic pilots, and stabilizers.
ORIGIN mid 19th cent.: from French, from Greek guros ‘a ring’ + modern Latin scopium (see -scope ).
DERIVATIVES gy–ro–scop–ic |ËŒjÄ«rÉ™ËˆskÃ¤pik| adjective Â»Â« gy–ro–scop–i–cal–ly |ËŒjÄ«rÉ™ËˆskÃ¤pik(É™)lÄ“| adverb
[New Oxford American Dictionary]
100 Words: Gyroscope
You were the one who played safe, who kept cool, who made peace instead of war.
She sings the old songs, though there is no-one there to sing along.
The hill is an institution that exists only during those snowy months sometime between november and april. The hill is beside our school, but the familiar walk is anything but, when we trek with sleds slung over shoulders or towed behind. Fannie glances back at us between chomps of snow, could you go any slower?. We run the last few yards to the gentle slope of the hill’s crest. The hill defies all logic, and obeys no laws; gravity scowls as we depart the ground and float in forever; a bubble of time that pops and drops us back to earth.
Wanted: Introverted Alter ego, must be a shy male, 20’s of average height, dashingly attractive. Wry, caustic sense of humor and love of heavy metal a strong plus.
Audio: Adiemus – Adiemus
One begins an odyssey of ironic intensity.
Where pummeling drums over thunderous bass … face-melting guitar, vocals that stretch the human voice to its limits: caustic to guttural, to epicly operatic.
Heaviness relates to a high level of acoustic noise, increased frequency response, and rigidity of rhythm.
Echoes of rage, alienation, the desire to withdraw into a charred sonic landscape.
Does sonic violence become irrelevant if one commits to live compassionately? Is it giving in, indulging in baser emotions? Or can it represent compassionate energy in an alternate form?
“If a being is wrathful on the outside and also angry in its heart, then it is a real monster — not a Buddha. Wrathful Buddhas look wrathful for a purpose: for pacifying, for taming negative forces.” —Tulku Thondup
Time. No matter what the time, the town has its players. The red autumn sun fades violet, its path followed by trails of starlight — books, used or old, are bought and sold, read and remembered. Will travel to bid on larger libraries.
Yeesh. This took frickin’ forever to get together. Unfortunately I don’t have much time to make this digital story into anything decent, or that I’d be proud of. Here’s the soundtrack list for now. I’ve combined the following tracks into one song that is 5 mins 11 secs long (the outro is long for credits & such, so its really more like 4 mins). Craziness.
Metal Collage Credits: Artist – Song [Album]
Decapitated – Spheres of Madness [Nihility]
The Faceless – Leica [The Faceless]
Children of Bodom – Bodom Beach Terror [Hate Crew Deathroll]
(METAAAALL scream from Dream Evil – The Book of Heavy Metal [The Book of Heavy Metal])
Dimmu Borgir – Kings of the Carnival Creation [Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia]
Lost Horizon – Welcome Back [Awakening the World]
Children of Bodom – Triple Corpse Hammerblow [Hate Crew Deathroll]
The Faceless – Leica [The Faceless]
Gamma Ray – Valley of the Kings [Blast from the Past]
The Faceless – All Dark Graves [The Faceless]
In Flames – Jester’s Dance [The Jester Race]
Iron Maiden – Rime of the Ancient Mariner [Powerslave]
Children of Bodom – Clash of the Booze Brothers [Chaos Ridden Years-Stockholm Knockout Live]
When I imagine pigeons, I think of the peculiar blue and grey birds who waddle, utterly fearless, through the streets of our nameless metropolises. Our worlds are built upon such institutions; we expect that when we see a pigeon, it will look — pretty much — the same as the ones we’ve seen before. So imagine my reaction when, in Patan Square, Kathmandu, I encountered PINK PIGEONS! Indeed, the pink variety do look — pretty much — the same as the ‘traditional’ variety; however, the surreal switch from blue to PINK dealt a blow to my reality; the world would never look quite the same again.
simple. you’ll see one word at the top of the following page.
you have sixty seconds to write about it.
as soon as you click ‘go’ the page will load with the cursor in place.
don’t think. just write.
[From one word. so little time.]
Don’t click the “also see Poetc and OneCaption” links at the bottom, though. Unless you’re into, like, rape porn and stuff (I guess the domains expired? Or someone has a sick sense of humor…)