eclectic designs for easy living
I hope this site helps you along with life's myriad adventures. Billions of computer used by billions of people. A jungle of information is available to the novice and professional alike as we wander through cyber-space looking for a signpost only we can recognize.
Bytes cover the cyber scape like leaves fallen from the ancient forest of mankind's memories. The clamour of commerce or the quiet of edification at the stroke of a few keys. Nestled in a small hollow amongst the giant numeric hills and forests is Ardvaark's General Store.
It's part of the matrix called cyberspace. Within it's walls, you will find links the the many wonders that the world has to offer.
Welcome to my web page. I started this page intending to make money, but there seems to be quite a bit of competition, so I'll just write stuff. Follow the links at the bottom of this page. There's some interesting stuff.
Our elected officials are trying to cope with the ever-growing population and it's needs for transportation, food, housing, clean water and air, we find ourselves fighting wars and spending a lot of money to keep imaginary lines, national boundaries, ours and theirs, intact.
A new-found old-fashioned code of morals slowly pushes humanity forward to the brink of extinction. Well, maybe not extinction, but more poverty,crime and isolation. Check out the gated communities. Sheds a whole new light on city-states. A new view of microcosm and macrocosm.
"We try to live our existence conforming to our concepts of he lovers at the beginning of the universe as they whirl in timeless embrace, the scent from their rising hormones scaling to unknowable heights on ever-widening eddies of motion.
Ten thousand spiraling galaxies serve as chandeliers that cast their light on the dance of these two impassioned companions, illuminting them as they whirl in an allured embrace. his love gently carressing her with it's warmth as she whirls,delighted.
From across the vastness of space, they had been drawn together. Their passing had locked them into their timeless promenade.
They became the center of everything, the scent of their passion having no boundaries as it further on the waves of heat from their ever-whirling dance.
In the vast and distant future of possibilities, these by-products of our lover's passion may cool to those of the dispassionate and exhausted. As they lay in the spinning chamber of their valence shell, they reflect on the feelings that had once surged as they embraced and gazed into the other's eyes; remembering the chaos that flooded in to fill the emptiness their passionate debauchery had left.
A sparkle fo recognition from it's neutrality to rekindle their lust, as the warmth of it's friction causes the mad orgy of molecular fusing to begin once again, to cast away particles of fission, each mimicking the replulsion of their birth, each following another outward through time, to become the distant stars.
Jumbling against each other, millions of jagged stellar spheres of gravity grind against each other, crushing planets into dust, casting these remmants of their violent intercourse into the vast distances of space.
As the particles of dust travel across the universe, they slow and their paths decay as they tumble against each other, falling into the convoluted bottomless tubes of almost null gravity between the stars; orbits being sphereical and only tangent at one point, to flow like sand into the spiral motion of the universe.
As these particles of dust fall through the wormholes in the never-ending spiral of atomic soup, the hard radiation from the stars slashes through them, binding some even closer. The growth in size amasses a greater electrical charge. Then in a pique of repulsion, the star casts these compound molecules of creation back into the void.
Only a fraction of the infinite number of particles falling through endless time and space that can meet the stringent requirements of the infinitetesminal mathematical dimension where the two gravities can repel each other, are sent on.
These castoffs become the comets, erratically orbiting a distant center of gravity, perhaps a black hole or a neutron star. These timely wanderers pass through their castoff brethern, gathering the clouds of delicate atomic couplings, encasing them in ice, only to shed thed on the countless planets circling the countless stars.
On the surface of some of these planets, a very large number of them, in the basic scheme of things; a tiny space hardened seed of clinging molecules begins to dissolve under the stresses of new gravity.The tiny sparks of electrons attempt to fly across the widening gaps between the atoms they had travelled with; missing, and bonding with the heavier elements of their new home, beginning an atomic journey lasting billions of years, finally to stand on a grassy hillside and look longingly at the stars, questioning the validity of our existence.
On countless other planets the companions from our birth in the stars, whom we have never seen, will walk the same path and, are looking at, will look at, or have looked at; in he same manner as we, the distant night sky."
 Ardvaark's General Store |
| Visit the teahouse. |
| See for yourself. |
Yahoo Quick Search
Send E-Mail to: darkstar69@peoplepc.comCopyright © 2008 Paul Schulze. All Rights Reserved