Milsten World

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The orbits of the moons and planets form a fractal 4-dimensional helix in spacetime.

(via infinity-imagined)

n-a-s-a:

Parthenon Moon
Image Credit & Copyright: Anthony Ayiomamitis

ikenbot:

Moon Meets Morning Star
Rising in the dark hours before dawn, wandering Venus now shines as the brilliant morning star.
Its close conjunction with the Moon on August 13 was appreciated around planet Earth. But skygazers in eastern Asia were also treated to a lunar occultation, the waning crescent Moon passing directly in front of the bright planet in still dark skies.
This composite image constructed from frames made at 10 minute intervals follows the celestial performance from above the city lights and clouds over Taebaek, Korea. The occultation begins near the horizon and progresses as the pair rises. Venus first disappears behind the Moon’s sunlit crescent, emerging before dawn from the dark lunar limb.

Where my family was from in Norway.

turaif:

HIJAZ TRAIN |قطار الحجاز
1908 - SAUDI ARABIA

excerpts-from-tolkien:

“Upon great pedestals founded in the deep waters stood two great kings of stone: still with blurred eyes and crannied brows they frowned upon the North. The left hand of each was raised palm outwards in gesture of warning; in each right hand there was an axe; upon each head there was a crumbling helm and crown. Great power and majesty they still wore, the silent wardens of a long-vanished kingdom. Awe and fear fell upon Frodo, and he cowered down, shutting his eyes and not daring to look up as the boat drew near. Even Boromir bowed his head as the boats whirled by, frail and fleeting as little leaves, under the enduring shadow of the sentinels of Númenor. So they passed into the dark chasm of the Gates.Sheer rose the dreadful cliffs to unguessed heights on either side. Far off was the dim sky. The black waters roared and echoed, and a wind screamed over them. Frodo crouching over his knees heard Sam in front muttering and groaning: ‘What a place! What a horrible place! Just let me get out of this boat, and I’ll never wet my toes in a puddle again, let alone a river! ‘ ‘Fear not! ’ said a strange voice behind him. Frodo turned and saw Strider, and yet not Strider; for the weatherworn Ranger was no longer there. In the stern sat Aragorn son of Arathorn, proud and erect, guiding the boat with skilful strokes; his hood was cast back, and his dark hair was blowing in the wind, a light was in his eyes: a king returning from exile to his own land.‘Fear not! ’ he said. ‘Long have I desired to look upon the likenesses of Isildur and Anárion, my sires of old. Under their shadow Elessar, the Elfstone son of Arathorn of the House of Valandil Isildur’s son heir of Elendil, has nought to dread!’”
—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, “The Great River”

n-a-s-a:

Space Station in the Moon
Credit & Copyright: Eric J. Zbinden

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