the bridge

Posted 19th Oct '10 2 comments Posted In Thais Stories
the dark bridge

No. 16 in the series Tuesday’s Torrent.

Photograph courtesy of Tim Corbeel.

Capital “T” Truth

A new scientific truth does not triumph by convincing its opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it.

~ Max Plank

Before Thais was interested in architecture she had an ambitious interest in physics.

Thais became engrossed in physics after reading a paper published in 1933 by the Swiss astronomer Fritz Zwicky showing that visible matter is ... read more »

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kinein

Posted 11th Oct '10 3 comments Posted In Tuesday's Torrent
race

No. 15 in the series Tuesday’s Torrent.

Photograph courtesy of Tim Corbeel.

kinein,  from Greek, to move

All memories belong to a Love that can’t be named.

Ovidio Ozseb Hermann, a retired Physics professor, was known for bicycling around town, a small village town not distinct from neighboring towns near Dorking, south of London in Surrey, England.

Ovidio often rode his bicycle on a small road surrounded by rapeseed crops—a tall, rough weedlike plant bursting with coarse yellow flowers—which draped broadly and brightly across an always neutral landscape. Some days he would stop by Ari’s Shop, a coffee shop that only served breakfast on Mondays. Ari ... read more »

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intuit

Posted 5th Oct '10 9 comments Posted In Tuesday's Torrent
man with horse

No. 14 in the series Tuesday’s Torrent.

Photograph courtesy of Tim Corbeel.

intuit verb [ trans. ] understand or work out by instinct. ORIGIN late 18th cent. (in the sense [instruct, teach] ): from Latin intuit- ‘contemplated,’ from the verb intueri, from in- ‘upon’ + tueri ‘to look.’

They say somewhere near Inishrush, Ireland, there is a nameless, whistle-stop village, alongside Clady river, just upstream from the ford on Ford Road between Clady and Inishrush.

There you can find a man who tells you about horses’ hooves and if you can understand him you understand everything about your life.

Aindriu Manus is his name and ... read more »

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Memory of Silence

Posted 28th Sep '10 6 comments Posted In Tuesday's Torrent
Copper Demoiselle

No. 13 in the series Tuesday’s Torrent.

Photograph courtesy of Tim Corbeel.

It is no easy task to take a macro shot of such a tiny creature only found in southern Europe. Tim took this photo in Alès, South of France. He says he put his tripod and camera in a small stream and waited quite a while. The water level just came under his knees. He waited until finally one of the Copper Demoiselles finally sat down. Very nice capture! : )

The memory of silence is loud.

A distinct recollection I have, clear as the oxygen rich river, is that of an impromptu fishing ... read more »

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Maat

Posted 21st Sep '10 4 comments Posted In Thais Stories
Mother and Daughter Photo

No. 12 in the series Tuesday’s Torrent.

Photograph courtesy of Tim Corbeel.

Before there were mothers there were trees.

The aforementioned fact is well-known to all people who know such truth-learnings.

Ancient plants made it out of water 130 million years prior to the discovery of earth’s first modern tree which was 370 million years ago. Archaeopteris is an extinct tree that made up 90% of the forests.  It took over a 100 million years for certain evolutionary features in Archaeopteris to attain trunks up to 3 feet wide and stand 60 to 90 feet tall. The features included rings—to support greater and greater ... read more »

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