This is crazy
oh heyyyyy I made this ;)
Gemini 5 (officially Gemini V) was a 1965 manned spaceflight in NASA’s Gemini program. It was the third manned Gemini flight, the 11th manned American flight and the 19th spaceflight of all time (includes X-15 flights over 100 kilometres (62 mi)). It was also the first time an American manned space mission held the world record for duration, set on August 26, 1965, by breaking the Soviet Union’s previous record set by Vostok 5 in 1963.
Gemini 5 doubled the U.S space-flight record of the Gemini 4 mission to eight days. This flight was crucial because the length of time it took to fly to the moon, land and return would take eight days. This was possible due to new fuel cells that generated enough electricity to power longer missions, a pivotal innovation for future Apollo flights.
Mercury veteran Gordon Cooper was the first person to travel on orbital missions twice. He and Conrad took high-resolution photographs for the Defense Department, but problems with the fuel cells and maneuvering system forced the cancellation of several other experiments.
This was the first mission to have an insignia patch. After Gemini 3, NASA barred astronauts from naming their spacecraft. Cooper, having realized he had never been in a military organization without one, suggested a mission patch to symbolize the flight. NASA agreed, and the patches got the generic name of “Cooper patch.”
Image credit: NASA
Regina Spektor, Austin City Limits Music Festival 2007
one day, some towers fell
and the world rocked on its heels
and grew blisters between its toes.
yesterday, my grandmother called
and with a voice thick like anesthesia
and shaky like war, she told us the drones
fly over Pakistan when the skies are bluest.
with bullet-shaped silence on my end,
she tells me that blue skies mean
different things in different nations.
one day, some towers fell.
it is a dozen years later, a thousand
suns and moons and caskets made to fit
infant bodies, and my sister watches
a commercial for skin lightening cream.
i will wake in the middle of the blackest night
to the sound of her warm feet
against bathroom tile. i will listen
to her gasping breath as she washes her face
with the cold side of the tap
over and over and over again.
i will listen to her sigh
as she realizes for the fifth night in a row
that this brown
does not wash off, does not
spill into the drain, does not
peel itself into a whiter,
one day, some towers fell.
one day, i came to Canada on a plane
with peppermint candies and foldable tables
and my henna coloured hand clutched
in my mother’s.
one day, i came home
from a new school with my native tongue
carved out from under me,
with a tougher, harder language
in its place, with a language that never bathed me
on a Lahore roof, never sold ginger chai on
the street corner, never drove rickshaws
like there were dreams tied to the bumper.
a language that only side-eyed me
when i climbed on the school bus,
only coloured my brown cheekbones pink
and the space between my white tights yellow
when i did not know how to ask for the bathroom,
a language that only called me a
“terrorist”, only named
my brown baby skin “exotic but not enough”,
only faulted my father’s hands for those towers
when the only words bookmarked in my
English dictionary were “home” and
"yay or neigh" the horse council was asked. "neigh" they replied. they are horses. they can only neigh.
I got a haircut and I’m not totally sure??? i wanted more of a fringe and the hairdresser actually asked me if I wanted a thicker fringe but i was like “uhh idk”
waiting for when i have a shower and it loses the “just cut/dried/brushed by an actual proper hairdresser” look
*prints this tweet, rolls a cigarette with it, and puts it between my teeth without lighting it*
why does julian assange talk like there is a graveyard inside him
STILL FAV (PLUS I LOVE HOW ADAM IS ON THE OTHER SIDE COMPLETELY UNAWARE)
OMFG IM DYING
Cities Of The World From Space by European Space Agency
As someone who wants to study the human consciousness I found this very interesting.
Scott Routley was a “vegetable”. A car accident seriously injured both sides of his brain, and for 12 years, he was completely unresponsive.
Unable to speak or track people with his eyes, it seemed that Routley was unaware of his surroundings, and doctors assumed he was lost in limbo. They were wrong.
In 2012, Professor Adrian Owen decided to run tests on comatose patients like Scott Routley. Curious if some “vegetables” were actually conscious, Owen put Routley in an fMRI and told him to imagine walking through his home. Suddenly, the brain scan showed activity. Routley not only heard Owen, he was responding.
Next, the two worked out a code. Owen asked a series of “yes or no” questions, and if the answer was “yes,” Routley thought about walking around his house. If the answer was “no,” Routley thought about playing tennis.
These different actions showed activity different parts of the brain. Owen started off with easy questions like, “Is the sky blue?” However, they changed medical science when Owen asked, “Are you in pain?” and Routley answered, “No.” It was the first time a comatose patient with serious brain damage had let doctors know about his condition.
While Scott Routley is still trapped in his body, he finally has a way to reach out to the people around him. This finding has huge implications.
HOLY STEAMING SHITFUCKS
WHY IS EVERYONE NOT LOSING THEIR SHIT ABOUT THIS