Catch a Falling Star

Film was retrieved from orbit via a reentry capsule (nicknamed “film bucket”), designed by General Electric, which separated from the satellite and fell to earth. After the fierce heat of reentry was over, the heat shield surrounding the vehicle was jettisoned at 60,000 feet (18 km) and parachutes deployed. The capsule was intended to be caught in mid-air by a passing airplane towing an airborne claw which would then winch it aboard, or it could land at sea.[27] A salt plug in the base would dissolve after two days, allowing the capsule to sink if it was not picked up by the United States Navy.

Corona (satellite)

via @LuWrites

Animals Tears for Collective Fears

Blade Runner Ambient Deckard’s Apartment Sound for 12 Hours

mind. blown. and Where is Rosetta?

oh. yes.

fav.

A reservoir of water three times the volume of all the oceans has been discovered deep beneath the Earth’s surface. The finding could help explain where Earth’s seas came from.
Massive ‘ocean’ discovered towards Earth’s core
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I have a foreboding of an America in my children’s or grandchildren’s time — when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly all the manufacturing industries have slipped away to other countries; when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what’s true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness…
from Carl Sagan

hoh man.

Mind. Blown.