"Oil-fuel has given him a dreadful cough, and he has retired to the coast of Ireland for a little sunshine."

i have recently fallen for the periodic table. the various personalities, along with each painstaking obedient detail and the minuteness of it all, had me at rapt attention. if environments had been different i'd have studied chemistry, or quantum physics. i think i could marry a quantum physicist. for the moment, i'm aiming for a periodic table shirt.

so a while ago i was at various websites and readings - sometimes i think i try to make sense of the world around me when i do that- and i read up a bit about oxygen (don't ask why oxygen). did you know what oxygen is made in stars? and stars that do nuclear at that. nuclear fire from massive gk chesterton sized stars (five or more Earth suns) forms ash, and oxygen be part of that. also, it is entirely scientific to say "excited oxygen atoms emit green light"; in other words, oxygen atoms form the red and green lights in the aurora borealis.

also, a definition of faerie i want to keep: "... among these are the satisfaction of certain primordial human desires... the realisation, independent the conceiving mind, of imagined wonder" (tolkien). in the meantime then, the mystery.

well. while we're on the topic of being cool, apparently it's national book week. so-

Grab the closest book to you. Go to page 56. Copy the 5th sentence as your status. Don't mention the book. Post these rules.

"Oil-fuel has given him a dreadful cough, and he has retired to the coast of Ireland for a little sunshine."