animatedamerican:

tanoraqui:

vladdies:

vladdies:

have y’all seen that nasa pic of the earth with the sun behind it on the night time side it really really fucked me up my own soul became solid and like………….. weeped!

who wouldn’t see this and then look deeply into their own emotional playing field to see what improvements could be made purely inspired by the vulnerable earth. this is the face of all literal gods

#we live here!!!!!!!! those lights are us!!!!!!!!!!! #we’re the proof of life in the darkness!!!!!!!!!!

That ball of shiny blue
Houses everybody anybody ever knew 
-Chris Hadfield, “I.S.S. (Is Somebody Singing)

perchance-rampancy:

attractthecrows:

You know what I want?

Space mythology.

Saints of the starship and angels that take their true form as nebulae, great and fiery amorphous beings that speak the will of the Universe

Nymphs of asteroid fields and planetary rings, sylphs that fly in the tails of comets and solar wind, the gods of the galactic core

Demons that dwell in black holes and eat the hearts of dying stars, spirits of galactic battles that cause engines and shields to fail when you get too close to their graves

Ghost ships, long MIA, drifting in dark space, an inaccessible monument to those lost

Demigods, Herculean beings forged in solar fire surviving alone and unshielded in the vacuum, on an icy rock so far from a star as to never see its light

Heroes and saints ascending to their gods by dissolving into starlight and void

Just…Space mythology.

YES YES YES

phoenix:

spiroandthelacktones:

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

mathemagician37:

lord-voldetit:

lesbians in space

SPACE LESBIANS GONNA COLONISE MARS, MAKE IT A BEAUTIFUL SAPPHIC UTOPIA ❤

its actualy really fascinating, the reason they are considering making the mission to mars all female ACTUALLY doesnt have to do with “impure sexual thoughts” or anyhing it has to do with a multitude of factors, for example (cis) women astronauts tend to be smaller and require less food, nasa also did a series of studies showing that in groups, all woman groups showed better cooperation and teamwork than mixed or all men groups, and also probably the most interesting reason is that (cis) mens eyesight is damaged in space travel for reasons we dont even understand yet, for some strange reason the vast majority of men who have been into space have suffered damage to their eyesight and yet almost no women have had this issue, and scientists are still trying to figure out why but in the meantime sending men into space for long periods of time is a huge concern because they may go blind over time … just thought that that headline was a little reductionist and sensationalist so i had to comment, that being said tho…

HELL YEAH SPACE LESBIANS

I propose we call the landing site Themyscira Base

“Cassini’s own discoveries were its demise.”

odditycollector:

– Earl Maize, its project engineer @ JPL

current mood: emotional about a space probe

Cassini is the first spacecraft that was destroyed not from malfunction, or as a necessary end result of its mission… but out of love.

The probe was running out of propulsion fuel, but there’s no reason it couldn’t have been pushed into a stable orbit from where it could collect data and send back pictures for a long while yet.

Except it had detected that one of Saturn’s moons held liquid water and organic compounds: a world that might support life. A world that is, at the least, dreaming of life.

There is no orbit stable enough to be certain that the probe, carrying
radioactive batteries

and Earth’s bacteria, would never have come into contact with Enceladus. A delicate island of alien life could have been snuffed out or overrun. The sheep could have eaten the rose.

So instead – for the love of this fragile possibility, this potential that might yet never be realized – Cassini was brought into a final, intimate tango with Saturn.

But of course, all space probes are built for the sake of awe, which is nearly love. Science is rational, but scientists are driven to understand the universe just as the religious strive to know the face of God.

The Cassini probe was a 4 billion dollar machine for understanding Saturn. And yesterday, two decades after it launched from our planet, it was destroyed while sending us information about Saturn it never could have gathered from a distant, stable orbit: advancing its purpose, even knowing that it would be consumed.

mockturtle8:

startrekships:

danbensen:

exxos-von-steamboldt:

gallusrostromegalus:

jewishdragon:

frosttrix:

bigscaryd:

animatedamerican:

rainaramsay:

argumate:

gdanskcityofficial:

collapsedsquid:

argumate:

If space travel doesn’t involve sea shanties then I think we’ll have missed an opportunity.

You see though, for sea travel you want big strong people who are capable of managing rigging.  For space travel you want small low-mass people who are technically educated, as they are called, nerds.  Your space shanties are going to be less booming and more squeaky.

in so far as there will be space shanties, they’ll be filk

I call shenanigans on the big strong people; sailors were young and malnourished by modern standards, and climbing around the rigging is easier if you’re small and light.

Like, I am 100% in favor of shanties in as many situations as possible, but I’m having trouble coming up with a mode of space travel that would require multiple humans to move in concert, thus necessitating songs with a strong beat to move to.  

Sea chanties were for providing a strong beat to move to.  Space chanties might very well arise just because we’re bored, out there between point A and point B for so long.

(Also yes, @gdanskcityofficial up there has the right of it.)

Space shanties are for warp piloting. Under warp drive, human time perception and time as measured by crystal or atomic oscillators don’t match. Starship pilots listen to a small unamplified chorus singing a careful rhythm while keeping their own eyes on a silent metronome that the chorus can’t see, linked to a highly-precise atomic clock. How the chorus and metronome fall in and out of sync tells the pilot how to keep the ship safely in the warp bubble and correctly on course.

Depending on route, a typical warp jump can last anywhere from one to ten minutes, and most courses consist of five to fifteen jumps before a necessary four to six hour break to check the engines, plot the next set of jumps, and give everyone a chance to recover. A good shanty team, with reliable rhythm, a broad, versatile, and extendible repertoire, and the stamina to do 3-4 sets a day over the course of a voyage, is just as vital to space travel as a pilot, navigator, or engineering team.

@tmae3114

YESSSSS

Other reasons Shanties will experience a revival in the space age:

  • We will sing for any freaking reason, or no reason at all, and Shanties are FUN to sing.
  • Deep Space is a lonely place and recruiting people suited to long periods of isolation might be a good idea.  People from Newfoundland/Labrador, for instance.
  • SPACE WHALES
  • THEY’RE DEFINITELY REAL I FEEL IT IN MY SOUL
  • “What Do We Do With A Drunken Sailor” is basically a revenge fantasy against your most incompetent co-workers and if there’s something humans love doing, it’s being petty.

@danbensen

I left my alter drifting
In another quantum brane
His eyes are sort of shifty
But we’re otherwise the same

If the timeline branches one way
I’m alive and he is dead
But if we go the other
Then it’s me who croaked instead

So remember when when you’re sailing
‘Pon the hyper spatial sea
If your life you would preserve
Do not trust the evil me.

^^^^^

I’ve been thinking about this for weeks.  Here are some space shanties that really oughtta exist:

  • I left my girl on TX-899 and I won’t see her again for another 8 years
  • The Real Food is gone and all we have left is fabricated rations
  • The Overdramatic Story of How the Jenny McFarkle Got Blown Up By Aliens
  • The Overdramatic Story of How the Neutron Unicorn Got Blown Up By Our Government Because We Ran Out Of Money
  • Someone found a virus in our space computer code and we all almost died
  • Remember that time we went to planet WD-50 and half the crew got diarrhea
  • The Overdramatic Story of how the Sky Nautilus was haunted
  • The bosun had sex with an alien
  • The captain had sex with an alien and now there’s an alien baby
  • Probably a whole bunch about the damn whatever-country-is-competing-with-ours-in-space
  • I have a sexual partner on every planet
  • I miss my home planet but I am an incurable wanderer
  • Starfleet Command isn’t paying us enough
  • Space Pirates
  • We found a new planet, isn’t it pretty
  • I made this tiny spacecraft with my own fabricator, isn’t it pretty
  • My alien fiancée left me because she heard I died and now my heart is broken
  • Lemme tell you about hunting the elusive perfect asteroid for mining
  • But why is all the moonshine gone