National Air and Space Museum Part 1

Exhibit 1


Exhibit 2
Oh yeah its real.
















Podding:
Teddy Geiger
Natasha Bedingfield
Fort Minor
Pink
Obie Trice
Soundtracks (The Jacket, Smallville, The O.C. (I can't believe it myself))


The Wave
You're the wave
A presence that washes over me everyday
Complimented by the sun,
the sky, the unknown beyond
and when you rise
I give a moment to let my eyes
sparkle at a frame that explodes
before it dies
and when we're one
I'm having so much fun
as we wrestle
you're cool, sweet and soft
I'm mellow as I nestle in your palm
like an ice cube mixing it up
with a jar of honey
worth more than a wad of money
this ink speaks for me
like a wave to white paper
a wave to this white page





"Evil is morat at its heart-- the selection of vice over virture; you can pretend not to know, you can rationalize, but you know it in your conscience--
Evil is an act not an appetite...the apetite is normal.
Oh no, evil is repressing the appetite.
The real thing about evil... isn't any of what you said. You figure out one side of it -- the human side, say -- and the eternal side goes into shadow. Or vice versa. It's like the old saw: What does a dragon in its shell look like? Well non one can ever tell, for as soon as you break the shell to see, the dragon is no longer in its shell. The real disaster of this inquiry is that it is the nature of evil to be secret"
taken from Wicked by Gregory Maguire