Cozy-Mystery.Com 6 Insane Discoveries That Science Can't Explain The Giant Stone Balls of Costa Rica The Mystery: Costa Rica and a few surrounding areas are scattered with giant stone balls. They have been chiseled to perfection by persons unknown, despite the fact that Costa Rica is still not scheduled to enter the Bronze Age until 2013. And God said, "It's nice, but could use some more purposeless balls." Some of the balls have been blasted apart by locals hoping to find gold, coffee beans, or even babies. Why Can't They Solve It? About the most useful information anyone has gotten is that there are not, under any circumstance, any quarries anywhere near the balls. Our Guess: In 1,000 years the eggs of the stone men will hatch, and their offspring will emerge to rule the Earth. The Baghdad Batteries The Baghdad Batteries are a series of artifacts found in the area of Mesopotamia dating from the early centuries AD. Source. And that's all well and good, but what the fuck were they using batteries for? Take them to Egypt. And then someone forms the head.
Toronto punk squalor immortalized in beautiful book The wonder isn't just that somebody wrote a book about the Bunchofuckingoofs, probably the most unglamourous and confrontational product of the city's punk scene. Frankly, it would have happened eventually, if only because there's such a good story behind the squalor and occasional violence that typified the band's nearly two-decade reign as the clown princes and junkyard dogs of Kensington Market. The wonder is that Jennifer Morton's book, Dirty, Drunk And Punk, is such a handsome, coffee table-worthy volume, setting the Goofs' grimy antics in a gilded frame. Morton was a producer at The New Music when she filmed the BFG at Fort Goof in the late '80s - actually the second of two bunker-like refuges and after-hour booze cans the Goofs built for themselves in the Market, during the heyday of their infamy as downtown's most visible proponents of the punk lifestyle. "I'm hoping that when you look at the book you'll think: 'Is this fiction or non-fiction?'" Morton says. Steve laughs.
How to Write a Haiku Poem Edit Article Four Parts:Sample HaikuChoose a Haiku SubjectUse Sensory LanguageBecome a Haiku Writer Haiku (俳句 high-koo) are short poems that use sensory language to capture a feeling or image. They are often inspired by an element of nature, a moment of beauty, or another poignant experience. Haiku poetry was originally developed by Japanese poets, and the form was adopted (and adapted) by virtually every modern language, including our own. The secret to writing great haiku is to be observant and appreciate nature, as detailed below. Ad Steps Part 1 of 3: Choose a Haiku Subject <img alt="Write a Haiku Poem Step 2.jpg" src=" width="670" height="444" id="552d69e9542d9">1Distill a poignant experience. Part 2 of 3: Use Sensory Language Part 3 of 3: Become a Haiku Writer We could really use your help! Can you tell us aboutmotor driven systems? Can you help usrate articles? motor driven systems
Do not stand at my grave and weep Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye. Although the origin of the poem was disputed until later in her life, Mary Frye's authorship was confirmed in 1998 after research by Abigail Van Buren, a newspaper columnist.[1] Full text[edit] Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on the snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. Origins[edit] Mary Frye, who was living in Baltimore at the time, wrote the poem in 1932. Mary Frye circulated the poem privately, never publishing or copyrighting it. The poem was introduced to many in Britain when it was read by the father of a soldier killed by a bomb in Northern Ireland. BBC poll[edit] ... Rocky J.
The First Zombie-Proof House Somehow, ritual drunk-conversation concerning team captains for the apocalypse has become a major part of the lives of 20-somethings. Having been matured in the Grandaddy-crowned masterpiece film (put “A.M. 180” on and forget that you have a job) 28 Days Later and the best-selling Zombie Survival Guide, we’re all a little too ready to deal with the 2012 zombie apocalypse of our dreams. “The Safe House,” designed by KWK Promes, starts to get eerily close to something I could work with, if say 200 bludgeoned members of the undead army came over to eat their way into borrowing some sugar. “The most essential item for our clients was acquiring the feeling of maximum security,” begins the designers’ website in the summary of the structure. The house, with its movable walls, has only one entrance, which is located on the second floor after crossing a drawbridge.
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'Women Like Me': a poem by Maram al-Massri | Sampsonia Way Magazine - Celebrating Literary Freedom of Expression Photo courtesy of Maram al-Massri Last week, Syrian poet Maram al-Massri spoke to Sampsonia Way via Skype and discussed growing up in Syria, as well as the current Syrian uprisings. She was born in Latakia, and after studying English literature at the University of Damascus, she moved to Paris in 1982. Since then, she has published several collections of poetry. Below is a poem from her Red Cherry on a White Tile Floor. Women Like Me Women like me do not know how to speak. Periodic Table of Storytelling by *ComputerSherpa on deviantART