Monday, October 05, 2009

random 105

space station
via nasa

interesting funeral
Jerome Miller was a racer from the start, joining the ranks of drag racers in the 1950s and racing at various levels for forty years. When he died, his family arranged to have his hearse make one final run down his home track — his casket on board.

via jalopnik

LONDON — For the jobless man living on welfare who made the find in an English farmer’s field two months ago, it was the stuff of dreams: a hoard of early Anglo-Saxon treasure, probably dating from the seventh century and including more than 1,500 pieces of intricately worked gold and silver whose craftsmanship and historical significance left archaeologists awestruck.

When the discovery in Staffordshire was announced Thursday, experts described it as one of the most important in British archaeological history. NY Times
More details can be found at The Staffordshire Hoard

don't resurrect this hymn
Sometimes worship leaders take older hymn lyrics and change the tune to give it a new look. I would recommend it with this one... love that first line!
Blest is the Man Whose Bowels Move
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748

1.Blest is the man whose bowels move,
And melt with pity to the poor;
Whose soul, by sympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow saints endure.

2. His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hands can do;
He, in the time of gen'ral grief,
Shall find the Lord has bowels too.

3. His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head,
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth
Around him multiply their dead.

4. Or if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n;
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heav'n.
via take your vitamin z

rotting islandHashima Island is an hour or so’s sail from the port of Nagasaki. The abandoned island silently crumbles. A former coal mining facility owned by Mitsubishi Motors, it was once the most densely populated place on earth, packing over 13,000 people into each square kilometre of its residential high-risers. It operated from 1887 until 1974, after which the coal industry fell into decline and the mines were shut for good. With their jobs gone and no other reason to stay in this mini urban nightmare, almost overnight the entire population fled back to the mainland, leaving most of their stuff behind to rot.

Check out the link below for more photos and article.
via viceland

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