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Expansion, acids and transition.

I honestly don't even have to refute the stupidity this image bears, but I will. First off, atheism is the lack of a belief in deities. Nothing more, and nothing less. The Big Bang was an explosion (or expansion if you will) of energy and matter, and in this process the protons, electrons and neutrons traveled in the rift of the expansion of time and space themselves. Our universe, which could very well be predated by others, and to the best of our knowledge, began this way.

After about three-hundred eighty-five thousand years or so, everything had cooled sufficiently enough for the particles to form atoms. A lot was basic hydrogen, and the rest was helium. As these original atoms were being formed, think of hydrogen, helium, protons and the like being carried through a dark and void cosmos.

Scientists speculated that there must have been denser parts of the early universe, otherwise they couldn't have came together later to create stars. The heat imprints of these early clouds, which grew hotter as they were more compacted, were observed and confirmed by NASA's Wilkinson Microwave Anistrophy Probe, which spent years collecting data from lightyears away.

Over millions upon millions of years, gravitational pull brought the aforementioned denser clouds together, and of course the more dense they became, the stronger the gravitational attraction. Each swirling cloud spun, until they became tight balls of gas. The insides of each ball of gas became pressurized, and whenever a gas is compressed, it gets heated.

The hydrogen atoms began vibrating faster until they were clashing into one another with enough speed to have a fusion reaction—and thus, helium was formed. And since each nuclear fusion reaction is accompanied by the release of energy, the energy made other hydrogen atoms reverberate even faster, fusing more of them, which releases more energy, which fuses more atoms, and like trillions of bombs going off in a chain reaction in that instantaneous second, the clouds ignited, forming the first stars and lighting up our cosmos.

After that, gravitation brought in early clusters of stars to form galaxies and, powered by fusion, the original stars burned for billions of years. Of course, a star only has so much fuel, and as it is used up, the it begins to collapse, pulling the gas orb tighter. Pressurization and temperature increase until they're intense enough for helium atoms to come together. This creates stronger and heavier atoms, like carbon and oxygen.

With more heat and pressure, even these stars fuse, until the star begins to forge every single element thereafter. This happens until the pressure and temperature are so great that the star explodes, spreading itself through space. The shockwaves throw the contents against clouds of hydrogen and helium that were motionless in space for even millions of years, which means that, in a way, the cycle of a star's existence is a bit like reincarnation. Or, well, it begins anew.

By that time, the gas cloud is riddled with heavier elements. Accretion is when dust and other debris are pulled together under gravitational attraction to create rocks, bolders, and the like, and then larger structures. Through hundreds of millions of years, accretion created our humble Earth, which was the proportionate amount away from the then-formed Sun so that water remained a liquid. At first the Earth was extremely hot because of millions of years of collision.
As the molten ball cooled, a crust was formed over it. A few more million years after forming, the Earth was cooled enough for water to condense, and over the next billion years chemical reactions created replicating cells.

Abiogenesis explained in one paragraph: During the very primordial earth, things like methane, water, ammonia and hydrogen were floating around in the atmosphere. With electrical activity (such as lightning from the sky), these compounds can catalyze into amino acids, the building blocks of life, and create proteins in living cells. This formed ribonucleic acid (RNA), which well predated DNA.

Now would seem a fitting time to tackle evolution and wrap this up. For starters, sedimentary rocks are something like the pages of a book. The lowest of its layers contained a small variety of primitive aquatic species, just as the higher sedimentary layers held a variety more of complex creatures. Some argue that this progression indicates that the species didn't appear quickly, but were gradually evolving. However, there are some missing links, what with all of the global mass extinctions, but that is to be expected when dealing with catastrophes.

Each of these, however, were followed by the recolonization of the Earth via surviving organisms, and thus morphed, becoming more and more complex until the next mass extinction occurred in succession. As we track the fossils of these species, we see an bountiful increase in complexity as they've changed by means of sedimentary rock. It is quite clear that we're witnessing a changing morphology of a single species through time, or each species is getting killed off and replaced by other species which are almost identical. We also see traces of an animal's evolutionary ancestry in its morphology.

A common misconception about the theory of evolution is that human beings evolved from modern apes, which simply isn't true. I subscribe to the belief of Natural Selection, which I will explain now. Under this hypothetical: Imagine you have mammals of all characteristics, but of the same species. Some of them have longer necks, some of them harrier bodies, some of them shorter than others, and so on. Imagine the climate changes cold, and the ones with the harrier bodies would have the most likelihood of surviving; others die off.

This is microevolution, which suggests that a single species can change its characteristics, but doesn't change into a new species over time, through reproduction. Now, continuing this hypothetical, imagine the climate and conditions changed again, and this time would require the mammals with the longer necks to eat the best, like from taller trees, and thus survive. Reproduction would change the characteristics of all of the surviving mammals, with only the ones mutated for the environment remaining. This is survival of the fittest.

These changes would continue, and the mammals would keep reproducing, changing, surviving, and repeating this process. As they gradually change species, it becomes harder and harder to reproduce through changing chromosomes. Take, for example, that the modern horse separated from zebra millions of years ago. Horses and zebras can reproduce today, albeit with difficulty, since a horse has sixty-four chromosomes and a zebra a mere forty-four.

Each species can reproduce with the one in a direct ascendancy with it until they reach the end of the evolution, and macroevolution, which is the entire changing of species, happens. This is when interbreeding is simply impossible. This is observed in animals, and a connection between hominids and homosapiens.

Diving into Steinbeck Pt 1

Recommended to me by my father, I decided to begin reading Steinbeck. Starting with a collection of short novels, entitled "The short novels of John Steinbeck". I have so far read two of novellas, "Tortilla Flat", and "The Red Pony". Tortilla Flat was easily the better of the two, and one of the most enjoyable things I have ever read. Definitely something I recommend. The Red Pony was also enjoyable, but not something I would recommend to anyone, other than someone who was, as I am now, attempting to "dive into Steinbeck". I would write up a review of each tale, but I am no good at such things. I will just offer it my utmost praise.

either tonight or over this weekend I will read "Of Mice and Men" and "The Pearl" and I will offer a follow up blog post to this one.

Myself

At age 12 I wanted to be a photographer, at age 16 a writer, 17 a pot farmer, 18 a skateboarder, writer, and a poet. When I first turned 20, the list of things I wanted to become was huge. A scripter, a writer. a rapper, a singer, a philosopher, a poet, a guitarist, a drummer, a pianist, a dj, a politician, a pod caster, a blogger, a youtube atheist, and many other things. What I wanted most however, was to come off as a sophisticated person who seemed both tasteful and intellectual.

Even though I failed at pretty much everything on my list, due to lack of motivation, lack of discipline, not having the means, or just being lazy, my quest has not been completely fruitless. My mind has broadened to extreme horizons, especially when it comes to my political views, religious ideals, my taste in the arts, and my overall philosophical outlook on life. I am still a lazy bum, but for the first time in my life I am satisfied with who I currently am. I do not feel the overwhelming urge to become someone else, or like someone else, that has plagued me most of my life. I still have a lot to learn and a lot to improve on. Plenty of books to read, music to hear, films to watch, and views to strengthen. Who knows if I will ever become the person I still dream of being, a sophisticated intellectual who has superb taste, can speak 10 languages, can write up an html script from scratch, and play many musical instruments, I very much doubt it, but anything is technically possible.

I plan on posting blogs about anything I find interesting, anything I think is worthy of being shared with others, or anything that pops into my head and I feel like jotting down. Most of which will probably be commentary on books, political, philosophical, and religious rants, and commentary on any articles, videos, or blogs I find online. The occasional personal blog, like this one, might pop up once in a while, but only if it is something I can not help but post.

That is all for this post, thanks for reading, I love you all fiercely.

Privacy

Okay before I get into this you should all know this is not going to be your average post on privacy because well fuck average and I don't really have anything to say about general privacy on a whole that really matters or is substantial or well isn't common fucking sense. My topic of privacy will be something decidedly different because the thing that I'm going to talk about is masturbation.

I masturbate frequently. Two to three times a day sometimes and yes I'm a pervert and all that jazz well fuck you prude. I don't masturbate because I'm always horny though. I masturbate because my train of thought is "Nobody is around/nobody is awake and I have an opportunity to masturbate so why the fuck not because I can't do it later?"

Which is odd because it's not like I'm ever going to regret not masturbating. It's just that masturbation is such a private affair. I do it when I have alone time which seeing as I live with my family right now is usually at the hours of 2:00 AM to 6:00 AM.

And it occurs to me what me masturbating is: Not some sexual release or some perverted ritual but it's me making use of my "privacy". The only times I can masturbate is when I have true privacy and thus instead of wasting that I use the opportunity.

It's a bit pointless and masturbation has waned as anything of a pleasurable activity(98% of the time anyways)but I'm not exactly as perplexed or disgusted by it as I usually was. "Why do I have to masturbate so much?! Is it some lack of self-control?!" which is what I used to think is no longer applying. I can see that I'm using privacy to its fullest extent and I know that when I have my own place or live away from my family that I will probably masturbate significantly less. If at all.

It's not the most productive use of privacy; I could use it to be writing or reading but those I can do when people are around or awake. Masturbation is just an act that makes use of my privacy. So if you masturbate don't worry about it; you're just making use of your rights and freedoms.

Camisado

It happens when you least expect it, like most unappealing things do. When the dreary day comes to a close and you snuggle beneath your blankets cozily and the warmth surrounds you, finally allowing you to become comfortable, you succumb to a deep sleep. One of the most restorative you've had so far.

Your mind isn't there anymore. You find yourself drifting off more and more with each passing second feeling like an eternity. You know you're about to release your mind at rest. . .until you find yourself in a much different place than you imagined.

Are you asleep? You don't know. You can't know. You see a white light before you, and it feels pleasant to the touch of your now-frozen flesh. You're cold, and you know something isn't right, but you can't move because your brain has paralyzed your spine.

You try to speak, but can't. If you make an effort to move, it will get you nowhere, and it is only then do you realize you're faced with a helpless situation. Your body begins to sting like your cracked skin from reloading your rifle in the unforgiving Winter.

You convince yourself that if you can move, you can snap out of this delusion. That is all you can assume it is, merely a nightmare. You're assured now that it will end soon. You imagine you will wake up in a cold sweat, but will come to settle down again.

You imagine this until you don't. The white light is becoming more and more distinct, and you still have no idea what it is. What it could be is unimaginable to you at this point, and you know this because you came upon the realization that your brain was spilling chemicals into you. You read about this process somewhere, but you never imagined it would happen to you.

And then nothingness.

Your blood runs as cold as your murderer's intentions as he treads away into the night.

Paper Balloons?

So I decided to go on a quest to find out of its possible for a balloon to be paper. My first goal was to find out what exactly something must be, to be a balloon. What the qualifications, and limitations were.

My first action of course, was to simply look it up, and courtesy of Dictionary.com, I was able to come up with the following definitions.

1. a bag made of thin rubber or other light material, usually brightly colored, inflated with air or with some lighter-than-air gas and used as a children's plaything or as a decoration

2. a bag made of a light material, as silk or plastic, filled with heated air or a gas lighter than air, designed to rise and float in the atmosphere and often having a car or gondola attached below for carrying passengers or scientific instruments.

Although these don't say that a balloon can be made out of paper, it does not prove that one could not be. Thus, I turn to my good old friend, Wikipedia. However, it basically told me the same thing.

My quest turned to google. The first thing I came across was this :
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/275449/paper_balloon/

The video says it will make a paper balloon, but I dont think it was totally honest. What I saw being made, was a paper cube. SO I decided to search on.

Upon further search, I was only able to find similar videos. I was also able to find balloons coated with paper, and I was almost ready to give up!


But then, Alas, I had an epiphany. What if one was to take a paper lunch bag, fill it with helium, and ties the open end shut? It would surely float, and how could one say that it is not a balloon? By god I solved the riddle!

Thank you, for reading this most intuitive blog post.