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Anand_n
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Post Number: 11978 Registered: 02-2008 Posted From: 70.120.83.138
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Wednesday, April 18, 2012 - 10:05 pm: |
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Senapathy:It is the twentieth anniversary of the famous â��pale blue dotâ
Carl Sagan  The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet : James Oppenheim |
   
Subzero
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Post Number: 12223 Registered: 04-2008 Posted From: 117.195.236.27
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Wednesday, April 18, 2012 - 10:00 pm: |
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Rowdy: ninna 'amazing plant' documentary revisit chesanu ... chustunte vairagyam vachesindi ....
why ? en kaadhal puriyalaya un nastam anbe po |
   
Seinfeld
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Post Number: 7729 Registered: 03-2008 Posted From: 65.30.63.170
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 10:45 pm: |
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pale blue dot is my favvvvvv 3 min oration by Carl Sagan http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wupToqz1e2g |
   
Senapathy
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Post Number: 8786 Registered: 01-2009 Posted From: 137.131.212.40
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 06:25 pm: |
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Rowdy:nippu kunda pai kukunnam ani
yeah... adi corresht. in due time. NYC nundi India lo drive seskoni ellochu. When eurasia and North American plates collide.. I am struck by the lightning of love and burnt beyond repair - Florentino Ariza |
   
Rowdy
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Post Number: 16318 Registered: 01-2010 Posted From: 144.15.255.227
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 06:21 pm: |
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Senapathy: Nenu inka soodaled.. Eppudanna set seyyali..
manaki teliyandi peddaga em ledu le ... plate tectonics gurinchi ... manam nippu kunda pai kukunnam ani bhayapetti samputadu :P is it wrong to use un-utilize public resources (like land) to help poor? - M_D |
   
Senapathy
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Post Number: 8784 Registered: 01-2009 Posted From: 137.131.212.40
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 06:19 pm: |
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Rowdy:
Nenu inka soodaled.. Eppudanna set seyyali.. I am struck by the lightning of love and burnt beyond repair - Florentino Ariza |
   
Rowdy
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Post Number: 16316 Registered: 01-2010 Posted From: 144.15.255.227
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 06:18 pm: |
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Senapathy: planet aa?
aai is it wrong to use un-utilize public resources (like land) to help poor? - M_D |
   
Senapathy
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Post Number: 8782 Registered: 01-2009 Posted From: 137.131.212.40
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 06:17 pm: |
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Rowdy: plant
planet aa?
Twitter:ba atu itu thirigi
 I am struck by the lightning of love and burnt beyond repair - Florentino Ariza |
   
Twitter
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Post Number: 18964 Registered: 10-2009 Posted From: 151.191.175.208
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 05:25 pm: |
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Senapathy:
ba atu itu thirigi neekekkadanna occhindhemo machha anukunna |
   
Rowdy
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Post Number: 16313 Registered: 01-2010 Posted From: 144.15.255.227
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 05:13 pm: |
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Senapathy:
ninna 'amazing plant' documentary revisit chesanu ... chustunte vairagyam vachesindi .... is it wrong to use un-utilize public resources (like land) to help poor? - M_D |
   
Senapathy
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Post Number: 8781 Registered: 01-2009 Posted From: 137.131.212.40
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Tuesday, April 17, 2012 - 04:46 pm: |
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http://tecnoscience.squarespace.com/journal/2011/3/1/pale-bl ue-dot.html It is the twentieth anniversary of the famous âpale blue dotâ photo â Earth as seen from Voyager 1 while on the edge of our solar system (approximately 3,762,136,324 miles from home). Saganâs words are always worth remembering: Look again at that dot. Thatâs here. Thatâs home. Thatâs us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every âsuperstar,â every âsupreme leader,â every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there â on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home weâve ever known. I am struck by the lightning of love and burnt beyond repair - Florentino Ariza |