Apollo 18 and Lunar Truth

I recently saw a very well-done but disturbing film on Dish network.  It is Apollo 18, the story of the reportedly secret NASA mission to the moon, a mission that "offiiciallly" got cancelled.  I was very young at the time the last Apollo Mission (Apollo 17) flew, yet I watched ALL the TV footage of the Apollo missions---and since then I have always been very interested in any and all things space.  It never made any sense to me the reasons given by NASA and the US Government re: why the Apollo moon missions were cancelled.

How could we have learned all we could about the moon in 5 missions?  That is obviously moronic.  So, I always figured there was much more to the story than was told to us by NASA and the USA government.  Now we know.  Avoid the South Polar area of luna!

Blitzkrieg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOuyUzkdPWI&feature=related

Human Learns the Klingon Language, Finds That It Helps Him Overcome Dyslexia

Man Learns the Klingon Language, Finds That It Helps Him Overcome Dyslexia « on: 10 05, 2011, 01:12: PM »

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I was sent this article today , written by John Farrier for Neatorama, and though I'd share.

Jonathan Brown of Milton Keynes, UK, has struggled with dyslexia for many years. But he’s found that studying the Klingon language from Star Trek very helpful for coping with it: He explained how he has always had difficulty with reading and also has what he describes as “name blindness” but while doing this work he realised that he could use a different part of his brain. “Dyslexia is not something you get over, you live with it. It’s not necessarily a hindrance, you just learn different ways to pick things up.
“Working on the translation has helped me understand where I’ve been having problems all my life with languages, I realised I’d been trying to remember the words in the name part of my brain and because I   can’t remember names, I can’t remember the words. “With the Klingon language games used on the CD, I tended to put words into a different place and it went into my long term memory. You can’t go wrong by choosing to study Klingon. At one point, just a couple decades ago, it was the fastest growing language in the world!
http://www.neatorama.com/2011/10/04/man-learns-the-klingon-language-finds-that-it-helps-

reprinted courtesy of Kaz Son of Maktan

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Odd Edges---think about it.

Žarko Almuli

‎Odd Edges..................!!!!

Odd Edges

“Language is a trick that allows the mind to question itself; a magic mirror that reveals to the mind what the mind thinks; a handle that turns a mind into a tool. With a grip on the slippery, aimless activity of self-reference, language can harness a mind into a fountain of new ideas…we certainly wouldn’t think the way we do. If our mind can’t tell stories, we can’t consciously create; we can only create by accident. Until we tame the mind with an organizational tool capable of communicating to itself, we have stray thoughts without a narrative. We have a feral mind. We have smartness without a tool.” - Kevin Kelly

Language must be understood as a constant state of flux by all those who bear it. And in that understanding, people should be far from hesitant to rip, remix, burn, mutate, splice, confound, and mangle new words into the colossal body of churning verbal suggestions. For creating new phrases, dictionaries, and syntaxes are one of the primary means by which new potential realities are downloaded into the status quo. An entity's particular quality of being and their vocabulary constitute the signal flares and the landing pad for the whole future. Your own limits are the bandwidth, the constraints, on that future.

And though indeed language is indispensable, we mustn't fear lengthy departures from it. I think the appropriate word for moments in which the conscious awareness is removed from the psychological demand to read off the ticker-tape of spontaneous verbiage is 'the ecstatic.' I think McKenna used this in a similar context as well. We've all had moments like this. Whether it was an orgasm, a twinkie, an lsd trip, a walk in the woods, a car ride--or looking at a stain glass window or a webpage or a wall, and boom a the stop sign has a meltdown. I've enjoyed communicating this sensation with the phrase: If you ever really stopped and looked at that which has just given these shapes meaning--a bomb would go off in your life.

Everyone has had a moment when the volume on the often hysterical internal commentary runs profoundly down, while the cosmos language constantly refers to takes a kind of vertigo-inducing center stage. This, I think, is where we should be spending more time. Though rearranging the available play blocks of language and words are necessary and extremely desirable, I think the most radical, the most creative, the most necessary, and the most worthy future for our species lays just beyond the flashpoint of the known. Thus, my personal advice to all those reading this: enter the ecstatic, by any means necessary. This is what's worth your time, more so than any media-induced hyperreality, more so than any cultural virtual reality, more than any verbal communication. Go for a long walk. Walk until it's not walking anymore, but the history of the cosmos amongst itself--hand in hand. Then you'll start schmoozing outrageous possible tomorrows into each other ears. This is the turf of Goethe, Galileo, Gandhi, Gysin, and The GZA