Towards The Star

first published: 1886, by Mihai Eminescu

Towards the star that rose tonight
There is a path so long,
That thousands years it took its light
To come to us along.

Maybe for long time it was spent
In depth of heaven's blue,
And only now its ray was meant
To shine in our view.

The icon of the star deceased
Dawns slowly in the night
When it was there, unseen, we missed,
We see it when it's not.

The same way when our greatest wish
Died down in depth of night
The light of our love dismissed,
Still follows in our sight.

Synchronization In The Human Cardiorespiratory System

Synchronization In The Human Cardiorespiratory System

Carsten Schafer,1,* Michael G. Rosenblum,1,† Hans-Henning Abel,2 and Jurgen Kurths1

Department of Physics, Potsdam University, Am Neuen Palais 10, Postfach 601553, D-14415 Potsdam, Germany

Department of Cardioanesthesiology, Stadtisches Klinikum Braunschweig, Braunschweig, Germany

Received 17 December 1998

We investigate synchronization between cardiovascular and respiratory systems in healthy humans under free-running conditions. For this aim we analyze nonstationary irregular bivariate data, namely, electrocardio-grams and measurements of respiratory flow. We briefly discuss a statistical approach to synchronization in noisy and chaotic systems and illustrate it with numerical examples; effects of phase and frequency locking are considered. Next, we present and discuss methods suitable for the detection of hidden synchronous epochs from such data. The analysis of the experimental records reveals synchronous regimes of different orders n:m and transitions between them; the physiological significance of this finding is discussed. S1063-651X 99 12407-3

PACS number s : 87.19.Hh, 87.17.Aa, 05.45. a

https://docs.google.com/open?id=0B-ShIhkErMIPSDJvOXVhU19EVkU

Surpassing The Limits of Offense

When i first came to US i got paranoid about an expression. Take care. It is an affectionate, familial form of letting someone know you care for them, used mostly in temporary, daily separation salutes. But to me, in the hurry (of translating) given by the multitude of initial traumas and stress due to the move, it sounded like a threat. (Now i know it was all "simulated, anticipated and under control").

Similar to what i felt yesterday when i saw on a "Oregon Cultural" vanity plate. B CARFULL. It shouldn't have affected me if even if i know it was not by accident that guy psychologically cornered me on the street.

But i see nowadays people getting and acting like being offended, by things that i say in the supposed intimacy of my living place.

Isn't this kinda of passing a new limit of hysteria, to get offended by overhearing and showing it, waiting for more reactions, in an endless "controlled" echo-logical, self-sustained loop (not to say by eavesdroping, because i might fall in a different keyword category)? Kinda like in organized stalking?

I was thinking adding the word mindless to the above phrase but i feel like it's already getting too complicated. But i think i learned a lot about what consequential behaviour is, which is probably a cousin of casual behaviour and the significance of the stage name of a Black Eyes Peas member, Will.I.Am.

And then something else came to my mind. A song i heard so many times while holding for Sony Customer Service Reps. in Laredo, Texas.


And then i realized, that's why so many people have GPS today, in their cars, on their smart-phones, cameras, everywhere.

Song Of A Young Miner

Otilia Valeria Coman

Today i floated, lover, on greater bluish waters,
So you can squeeze the shirt that moulded on my spine,
And on the waters i have been thinking of our hearts,
But you've been calling - can turn me any time!
And then, i came back from the waters,
And here is my proof - a handful of shells.

Today i roamed, my lover, through forests deep and seas,
The hidden paths were tearing the clothes i had on me.
And in the big woods i have been thinking of our eyes,
But you've been calling - your call went right through me;
And then, i came back from the big woods,
And here is my proof - a handful of leaves.

Today i lost me, lover, through big layers of time
From my face wipe me, lover, the dark and my years too,
It almost seemed i walked millennia with you,
But you've been calling - your voice came faint to me
And i got scared i won't be back in time,
And started pushing forward the piles big of time
Towards the future - and here i am at you.

Hilson, Timbaland

Used and mismanaged, two of the best artists in American contemporary music. This video came out way better than intended, due to natural talent of the two. Or maybe it was the exact negotiated compromise. Or how we can still savour entertainment, though among hiccups.

Which reminds me of:



By the way, in my opinion, appology is overrated. There are too many people appologizing around and continuing doing the same damn thing.