Paul Van Hoeydonck The first work of art on the moon




Fallen Astronaut is an 8.5 cm (slightly over 3") aluminium sculpture of an astronaut in a spacesuit which commemorates astronauts and cosmonauts who died in the advancement of space exploration. It is currently at Hadley Rille on the Moon, having been placed there by the crew of Apollo 15 on August 1, 1971.

 History
It was created by Belgian artist Paul Van Hoeydonck, who met astronaut David Scott at a dinner party. Van Hoeydonck was asked to create a small statuette to personally commemorate those astronauts and cosmonauts having lost their lives in the furtherance of space exploration. Van Hoeydonck was given a set of design restrictions: in addition to the physical requirements that the sculpture be both lightweight and sturdy, and that it be capable of withstanding the temperature extremes of the Moon, the statuette could not be identifiably male or female, nor of any identifiable ethnic group. Furthermore, in accordance with Scott's wish to avoid the commercialization of space, Van Hoeydonck's name would not be made public.

A eux je montre mon derrière

A eux je montre mon derrière

Groep : 
Arno & The Subvrovnicks
Album: 
Water
Songteksten : 
Arno Hintjens
Uitgever : 
Delabel
Muziek : 
Ad Cominotto
Jaar : 
1994


Avec leurs gueules
Comme des vieilles mémés
Avec leur esprit
De l'air sauté
Ne les mettez pas
Dans votre jeu
Il n'y a pas de place
Pour eux

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

D'arme zien ant kreveren
De rieke zien under doad
Ant vreten
De politiekers zien
Ant diskuteren
Ut under voalshe moent
Komt er nieks als stroent

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

On a tué Jésus Christ
On est en train de tuer Paris
On a tué le Père Noël
On est en train de tuer Bruxelles

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

Ils ont de la poussière
Dans leur esprit
C'est eux qui veulent
Changer ma vie
Ne les mettez pas
Dans votre jeu
Il n'y a pas de place pour eux

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

Their brains are like booby traps
Their life is like a fruit fight
It smells like terpentine
Enjoy the big hooplala of life

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière
Groep : 
Arno & The Subvrovnicks
Album: 
Water
Songteksten : 
Arno Hintjens
Uitgever : 
Delabel
Muziek : 
Ad Cominotto
Jaar : 
1994


Avec leurs gueules
Comme des vieilles mémés
Avec leur esprit
De l'air sauté
Ne les mettez pas
Dans votre jeu
Il n'y a pas de place
Pour eux

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

D'arme zien ant kreveren
De rieke zien under doad
Ant vreten
De politiekers zien
Ant diskuteren
Ut under voalshe moent
Komt er nieks als stroent

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

On a tué Jésus Christ
On est en train de tuer Paris
On a tué le Père Noël
On est en train de tuer Bruxelles

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

Ils ont de la poussière
Dans leur esprit
C'est eux qui veulent
Changer ma vie
Ne les mettez pas
Dans votre jeu
Il n'y a pas de place pour eux

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

Their brains are like booby traps
Their life is like a fruit fight
It smells like terpentine
Enjoy the big hooplala of life

A eux je montre mon derrière
A eux je montre mon derrière

Robert Anton Wilson

(http://www.dangerousminds.net/comments/robert_anton_wilson_tribute_mr._raws_psychedelic_hand)


We never know “the universe” per se; we know the universe as filtered through our consciousness, and when consciousness alters, the known universe alters. Crowley defines Magick as ” the art of causing change by act of will”, and Dion Fortune defined it as “the art of causing change in consciousness by act of will,”….
Conversely, those who achieve Divine Union with a beloved sexual partner tend to create their own self-fulfilling prophecies, and the most common effect is that all things become as beautiful as Vidal’s nude lady when he saw Her as God. This Transmutation of experience is technically called the “multiplication of the first matter” and many alchemists said of it, wittily, that this “gold,” unlike ordinary gold, could not be spent or used up, because the more of it you pass on to others, the more of it you find you still have.
All religions preach charity and forgiveness; but those virtues are hard to practice when you are surrounded by sons of bitches. When the alchemical “gold” is found, when consciousness mutates, you are surrounded by gods and goddesses, and the more of the “gold” you give away, the more comes back to you from an increasingly divine Mother Eagle. Quite simply, it is a short and almost inevitable step from Tantra to pantheism. It is no accident that William Blake, who, like Shabistari saw “infinity in a grain of sand,” also penned the most searing indictment ever written of the puritan and ascetic hatred of Eros:
*
Children of a future age
Reading this indignant page
Know that in a former time
Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.

excerpts from: Sexual Alchemy, Email to the Universe and Other Alterations in Conciousness, Robert Anton Wilson
“A Little Girl Lost”, Songs of experience, William Blake

Dharma Punx

 

Dharma Punx press:

Rebel Spirits
Punk Buddhism, Bioneeers, Animal Rights,

(Excerpt from an interview with Noah Levine) "Over the years I’ve come to see the intention or foundation of both punk rock and Buddhism as so similar, as being this energy of dissatisfaction. The Buddha was dissatisfied with the ordinary suffering of life and wanted to find freedom from that suffering. I think that the punk movement is founded on that same dissatisfaction—that all of this oppression and inequality and political corruption sucks!

So the first part of my life was focused on rebelling outwardly. As I’ve gotten involved in spiritual principles it feels very much like this inner rebellion—that outward dissatisfaction is a core dissatisfaction that’s in me—is turning that energy inward, to purifying the greed and hatred and delusion within myself, and doing what I can to alleviate it in the world and help others...".

To view the whole article, visit www.satyamag.com


Terence Mckenna - Something is happening

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Joe Rogan - Nature is illegal

Joe Rogan Ancient Alien Theory ft. Duncan Trussel

Sublime-Same in the End

still epic
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Love 2012 trailer - Angels & Airwaves Movie



Plot:
“After losing contact with Earth, Astronaut Lee Miller becomes stranded in orbit alone aboard the International Space Station. As time passes and life support systems dwindle, Lee battles to maintain his sanity – and simply stay alive. His world is a claustrophobic and lonely existence, until he makes a strange discovery aboard the ship.”
Driven by the powerful music of Angels & Airwaves, the movie Love explores the fundamental human need for connection and the limitless power of hope. It’s a high-impact visual adventure, that resonates a common truth, that everyone has a story to tell and something even greater to leave behind.
Copyright © 2012 Alienpunk©.