Image [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons, "Future Fiction", 1941. My Mom called for her weekly chat last Sunday and out of the sky blue she told me she read the most interesting article in the newspaper that posed the question, “ Do we know when we are going to die ?” My mother does not normally discuss things other than the sky being blue (or not), and I assumed she meant what actual time, as in, on the clock. Of course, I know I will die at 5:55, but I am not sure if its am or pm, I guess I’d rather not know. There was a special on the Smithsonian Channel recently about one of the “Seven Wonders of the World”, called “ Stonehenge Empire ” which is about science utilizing todays innovative forensic technology to unearth the mysterious origins of its past and significance. In one segment the common assumption that the ancient civilization responsible for erecting and designing Stonehenge were somehow “cavemen” or lesser humans-since the wheel had not yet been
Words to feed the starving artists in all of us