“Dark Star” (1974 film)“Benson, Arizona” from Dark Star.
From: DARK STAR: A SCIENCE FICTION ADVENTURE
A Screenplay by John Carpenter and Dan O'Bannon
...
DOOLITTLE
Yes, of course you remember it, but
what you are remembering is merely a
series of electrical impulses which
you now realize have no necessary
connection with outside reality.
BOMB
True, but since this is so, I have
no proof that you are really telling
me all this.
...
Benson, Arizona
Music by: John Carpenter
Lyrics by: Bill Taylor
A million suns shine down
But I see only one
When I think I’m over you
I find I’ve just begun
The years move faster than the days
There’s no warmth in the light
How I miss those desert skies
Your cool touch in the night
CHORUS:
Benson, Arizona, blew warm wind through your hair
My body flies the galaxy, my heart longs to be there
Benson, Arizona, the same stars in the sky
But they seemed so much kinder when we watched them, you and I
(x2)
Now the years pull us apart
I’m young and now you’re old
But you’re still in my heart
And the memory won’t grow cold
I dream of times and spaces
I left far behind
Where we spent our last few days
Benson’s on my mind
CHORUS:
Benson, Arizona, blew warm wind through your hair
My body flies the galaxy, my heart longs to be there
Benson, Arizona, the same stars in the sky
But they seemed so much kinder when we watched them, you and I
Song: "The Last Unicorn"
By: America
When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn
I'm alive, I'm alive
When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles, it's the last unicorn
I'm alive, I'm alive
The Pale Blue Dot is a photograph of Earth taken Feb. 14, 1990, by NASA’s Voyager 1 at a distance of 3.7 billion miles (6 billion kilometers) from the Sun
Carl Sagan reads from “Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space,”
“[Carl] Sagan was a member of the Voyager Imaging Team. He had the original idea in 1981 to use the cameras on one of the two Voyager spacecraft to image Earth. He realized that because the spacecraft were so far away the images might not show much. This was precisely why Sagan and other members of the Voyager team felt the images were needed — they wanted humanity to see Earth’s vulnerability and that our home world is just a tiny, fragile speck in the cosmic ocean.” Nasa.gov: Voyager 1’s Pale Blue Dot
The Leftovers: “I Live Here Now” (Season 2 : Episode 10Kevin Garvey (Justin Theroux) “Homeward Bound”
Song: Homeward Bound
Lyrics: Simon & Garfunkel
I'm sitting in the railway station
Got a ticket to my destination
On a tour of one-night stands
my suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
for a poet and a one-man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home where my thought's escaping
Home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me,
the movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home where my thought's escaping
Home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home where my thought's escaping
Home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
"... the highest passion in a [hu]man is faith, and here no generation begins at any other point than did the preceding generation, every generation begins all over again..."
"There are perhaps many in every generation who do not even reach it, but no one gets further."
"'One must go further, one must go further.'"
from "Fear and Trembling" by Søren Kierkegaard
Blade Runner, 1982Track from: Blade Runner (Soundtrack) by Vangelis
"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe...
Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion...
I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.
All those
moments will be lost in time,
like tears in rain..".
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Liver goes down to Texas and has tea with a maid.
She says “Thanks. Let’s move on.”
Meanwhile, angles dance on pigeon wings and lift spirits on high.
Local teens run in streams of ever lasting byes.
Sentences steam and puke up yesterdays bile and kings and queens on satin beds read newspapers from the Nile.
Greeks midst pantheons, with noses turned up high.
The Shah in Persia-Old buried beneath the tide.
Plague creeps down city streets freeing up many beds.
Blunt edged swords sever from the shoulders up, leave empty heads.
Cinnamon, salt, pepper, thyme on bread sliced by time.
Music plays unheard, books open unread.
This year spring proceeds summer as fall’s a corpse in the gorge.
“My name’s May” she says.
The Oolong will do fine.
SOTO is an interactive web-based tool, created by NASA’s Physical Oceanography DAAC (PO.DAAC) to generate informative maps, animations, and plots that communicate and prove the discovery and analysis of the state of the oceans.
The suite of tools provide access to a broad range of satellite-derived products and key parameters of interest to the oceanographic community.
Earth breathes, in this animation that plots the accretion (brown) and abatement (green) of atmospheric Carbon (C) in the atmosphere (Image credit: Markus Reichstein / Creative Commons license)
Melancholic melody
Played in the key of flat D,
Somber metered masquerade,
Times the harlequin charade
When the span of 'man is past,
Promenade emptied of parade,
And passed, the one that shall be last,
When clock-springs at last unspool,
And history long forgotten,
By reckoning celestial,
A drop unexceptional
In infinity's pool
For whom shall it then mournfully play?
What doleful dancer shall its tune sway?
When all built lies in desolate ruin,
Who shall listen to “Clair de lune?
