Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Download Aero Glass For Windows 8.1

Posted September 9, 2013 – 6:36 pm in: Windows 8.1

This Unreal Video Captures the Dance of Sound Waves Through Powder

This video looks absolutely computer-generated, as though it were made by some super-advanced particle engine. But this is actual, real-world video footage, showing a fine power called Lycopodium reacting to vibrations from speakers placed directly below it. Amazing!

Cymatics was produced and directed by German artist Susi Sie, who tapped CypherAudio for the music. The video's title refers to the act of making objects or materials vibrate with sound. In this case, the material is lycopodium powder, which is usually used for pyrotechnics. But thanks to its unique properties that cause it to clump and re-clump when subject to vibration, it also forms the mesmerizing patterns in Sie's video.

Sunday, September 8, 2013

How To Move Details Pane To The Bottom In Windows 8.1 File Explorer

Posted September 6, 2013 – 3:08 pm in: Windows 8.1

Rush is a Band Blog: Rush Vapor Trails Remixed 30-second sample clips now available

Rush will finally be releasing the long-awaited remix/remaster of their 2002 album Vapor Trailsthis coming October 1st. The album will be made available for purchase individually on CD orVinyl, or as part of a new Atlantic-era Rush box set releasing on the same day. Amazon Germany now has 30-second sample clips of the album posted on their website at this location(thanks gornhay). The sample clips are not yet available at Amazon in North America or the UK though. Although the clips are just 30-second, mp3-quality snippets, you can definitely hear the difference from the original recordings. Here are Geddy Lee's comments about the remix from Rush.com:

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Parallel Worlds: How Human History Turns on the Tilt of the Multiverse

Andy Murray’s unexpectedly strong start against Roger Federer in the Wimbledon 2012 final put the Daily Telegraph columnist Matthew Norman in a science-fiction mood. Contrasting Murray with the doubles champion Jonny Marray — who still rents a flat and drives a Ford Fiesta, despite holding a Grand Slam title — the Daily Mail opined: ‘The stark reality is that the two champions, who share a passion for tennis, live and work in a parallel universe.’

Where did this idea of parallel universes come from? Science fiction is an obvious source: in the 1960s, Captain Kirk met his ‘other self’ in aStar Trek episode called ‘Mirror, Mirror’, while Philip K Dick’s novelThe Man in the High Castle (1963) imagined an alternate world in which the US was a Nazi puppet state. But there’s also science fact. In 1935, Erwin Schrödinger proposed his famous thought experiment involving a cat in a box whose life or death is connected to a quantum event, and in 1957 the American physicist Hugh Everett developed his ‘many worlds’ theory, which proposed that the act of opening Schrödinger’s box entailed a splitting of universes: one where the cat is alive, and another where it is dead.

Recently, physicists have been boldly endorsing a ‘multiverse’ of possible worlds. Richard Feynman, for example, said that when light goes from A to B it takes every possible path, but the one we see is the quickest because all the others cancel out. In The Universe in a Nutshell(2001), Stephen Hawking went with a sporting multiverse, declaring it ‘scientific fact’ that there exists a parallel universe in which Belize won every gold medal at the Olympic Games. For Hawking, the universe is a kind of ‘cosmic casino’ whose dice rolls lead to widely divergent paths: we see one, but all are real.

At the far reaches of this hidden history is Democritus, who believed the universe to be made of atoms moving in an infinite void. Over time, they would combine and recombine in every possible way: the world we see around us is just one arrangement among many that are all certain to appear.

In the 1920s, Benjamin embarked on a study of 19th-century Paris that would become The Arcades Project, a mass of quotation and commentary that remained in a fragmentary and disordered state when he died in 1940. One offshoot was the essay ‘On Some Motifs in Baudelaire’, in which Benjamin comments on the rise of gambling and speculation, the way that each throw of the dice represents a new start, a new world. He compares this to the factory conveyor belt, where each component is brand-new yet identical to the one before. The machine operator spends a day endlessly repeating some simple physical gesture, then finds amusement in doing the same thing at a slot machine. The mechanised world, like capitalism itself, is an apparent offer of constantly renewed hope, when really the one thing it must produce in order to perpetuate itself is a sense of constantly increased need.

In the course of his studies, Benjamin discovered Baudelaire’s particular fascination with Blanqui, and this is perhaps how, in the late 1930s, Benjamin came to read L’éternité par les astres, writing excitedly to his fellow philosopher Max Horkheimer about it. According to Benjamin, Blanqui’s theory represents a tragic capitulation to everything the old revolutionaries fought against — a vision of bourgeois existence remodelled as cosmology, with replicated worlds like mass-produced consumer goods, inspiring passivity and boredom.

For Jorge Luis Borges, Blanqui’s vision is heavenly — like the archive he describes in his short story ‘The Library of Babel’ (1941), a building that contains every possible book among its randomly generated texts. What Borges never considered in his story is how many millions of light years any poor soul would need to travel in order to find as much as a page worth reading. To any real inhabitant, the library would be indistinguishable from chaos, and it is only from the lofty vantage point of literary contemplation that the place assumes order. For Benjamin, however, the multiverse is not an intellectual parlour game, but a damning reflection of the society that produces it.

Given that war is the archetypal splitting point for alternative history, perhaps the threat of fascism accounts for the rise in popularity of parallel-world stories in the 1940s, sometimes as wish-fulfilling escapism, as in the film It’s a Wonderful Life (1946), or else as warnings of alternatives that could so easily happen. In Borges’s short story ‘Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius’ (1940), for example, an invented world causes reality itself to cave in. A year later, Borges again worked the theme of branching realities, in a wartime spy story called ‘The Garden of Forking Paths’. When the American physicist Seth Lloyd met Borges at a Cambridge reception in 1983, he asked him if he was aware that this story eerily prefigured Hugh Everett’s concept of many worlds. Borges had never heard of it, but said that it didn’t surprise him that physics sometimes followed literature. After all, physicists are readers, too (of literature, and of history).

The theories of Everett, Feynman and others are highly technical, but physicists looking to explain them in ordinary language draw on the same common stock of image and metaphor as everyone else, and that stock has been around for a very long time. Feynman’s idea about light taking every possible path is essentially Leibniz’s, only without the need for God. That said, modern-day optimism is no longer a belief that all things were created for the best; it’s the belief that in the cosmic lottery, anyone can be a winner, whether you’re Andy Murray or just buying a lottery ticket.

After training as a theoretical physicist, I took up the harmless occupation of writing novels while many of my contemporaries went into finance. And look where they got us. Optimism is all very well, but sometimes scientists need to be reminded that ‘fact’ is a word to be handled with care.

This article has been excerpted with permission from Aeon Magazine. To read in its entirety,head here.

Aeon is a new digital magazine of ideas and culture, publishing an original essay every weekday. It sets out to invigorate conversations about worldviews, commissioning fine writers in a range of genres, including memoir, science and social reportage.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

BLACK SABBATH LYRICS album: "13" (2013)

BLACK SABBATH LYRICS

album: "13" (2013)

1. End Of The Beginning

2. God Is Dead?

3. Loner

4. Zeitgeist

5. Age Of Reason

6. Live Forever

7. Damaged Soul

8. Dear Father

9. Methademic

10. Peace Of Mind

11. Pariah

12. Naïveté In Black

1. End Of The Beginning

Is this the end of the beginning?

Or the beginning of the end?

Losing control or are you winning?

Is your life real or just pretend?

Reanimation of the sequence

Rewinds the future to the past.

To find the source of the solution;

The system has to be repaired.

Release your mind.

Fast forward to the secrets of your soul.

Your life's on overload.

Is this your fate?

Will you decide what makes you an entity

That's your identity

Well if you don't know

Which way to go

You might be lost and confused

A second chance no time to lose

Reanimation of your cyber sonic soul.

Transforming time and space beyond control;

Rise up and resist to be the master of your fate.

Don't look back before today- tomorrow is too late.

You don't want to be a robot ghost

Occupied inside a human host

Analyzed and cloned relentlessly

Synthesized until they set you free

Alright-okay till they set you free...

2. God Is Dead?

Lost in the darkness I fade from the light

Faith of my father, my brother, my maker and Saviour

Help me make it through the night

Blood on my conscience

And murder in mind

Out of the gloom

I rise up from my tomb

Into impending doom

Now my body is my shrine

The blood runs free

The rain turns red

Give me the wine you keep the bread

The voices echo in my head

Is god alive or is god dead?

Is god dead?

Rivers of evil

Run through dying land

Swimming in sorrow

They kill steal and borrow there is no tomorrow

For the sinners will be damned

Ashes to ashes you cannot exhume my soul

Who do you trust

When corruption and lust

Creed of all the unjust leaves you empty and unwhole

When will this nightmare be over?

Tell me when can I empty my head?

Will someone tell me the answer

Is god really dead?

IS GOD REALLY DEAD?

To safeguard my philosophy

Until my dying breath

I transfer from reality

Into a living dead

I empathize with enemies until the time is right

When god and Satan at my side from darkness will come light

I watch the rain as it turns red

Give me more wine, I don't need bread

These riddles that live in my head

I don't believe that god is dead

God is dead

[Solo]

Nowhere to run

Nowhere to hide...

Wondering if we will meet again on the other side

Do you believe a word

What the good book said?

Or is it just a holy fairy tale and god is dead?

GOD IS DEAD

God is dead

GOD IS DEAD

God is dead

RIGHT

[Solo]

But still the voices in my head are telling me that god is dead

The blood pours down the rain turns red

I don't believe that god is dead

God is dead

GOD IS DEAD

God is dead

3. Loner

He's just a loner.

He never says hello.

A friend to no one.

He's got no place to go.

He don't look happy.

He look through furtive eyes.

He aint got nothing.

No one to sympathize.

He hides himself away.

His secrets not revealed.

As life just passes by he keeps himself concealed.

A solitary man.

An enigmatic child.

A riddle never solved.

A prisoner exiled.

I wonder if the loner can assimilate.

A life less lived alone plays devil's advocate.

Has he ever tried to be happy?

Reached out from inside.

Someone on who he can depend.

It's getting to late to recover.

He won't stand a chance and into his own hell he'll descend.

Don't descend.

No understanding of things we already know.

He has to live his life and just learn how to let go.

Communication's an impossibility.

His own best friend but he's his own worst enemy.

The secrets of his past locked deep inside his head.

I wonder if he will be happy when he's dead.

4. Zeitgeist

Astral engines in reverse

I'm falling through the universe again

Down among a dead mans vision

Faded dreams and nuclear fissions span

The strings of fear they are holding up the race

The puppets falling to the ground

The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space

Lost in time I wonder will my ship be found

On this sinking ship I travel

Faster than the speed of life

Not so super nova burns

The black holes turn and fade from sight

The strings of fear they hide within the human race

The answers buried underground

The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space

Lost in time I wonder will my ship be found

And very soon

The boundless moon

Will show us light

And as we crash

We'll pray and kiss

And say goodnight

Goodnight

5. Age Of Reason

Do you hear the thunder

Raging in the sky?

Premonition of

A shattered world that's gonna die.

In the Age of Reason,

how do we survive?

The protocols of evil

Ravaging so many lives?

Mystifying silence

Talking Peace on Earth.

We should judge each other

For ourselves not what we're worth.

Sustainable extinction,

A fractured human race.

A jaded revolution

Disappears without a trace.

Always felt that there'd be trouble.

Mass distraction hides the truth.

Prozac days and sleepless hours.

Seeds of change that don't bear fruit.

These time are heavy

And you're all alone.

The battle's over

But the war goes on.

Politics, religion,

Love of money too.

It's what the world was built for

But not for me and you.

6. Live Forever

Just before you die

They say you see your life go flashing by

Cold dark endless nights

To burn in hell or bathe in everlight

Well I don't wanna live forever

But I don't want to die...

I may be dreaming or whatever

I live inside a lie!

Days pass by too soon

Waiting for the rising of the moon

No escape from here

Facing death but is your concious clear?

I may be dreaming or whatever

Watching my lige go by

And I don't wanna live forever

But I don't wanna die!

[Solo]

And I don't wanna live forever

But I don't wanna die

I may be dreaming or whatever

I live inside a lie.

7. Damaged Soul

Born in a graveyard adopted by sin,

I cultivate evil that's living within.

A preacher tried saving my black damaged soul,

Possessed by a demon that had full control.

The time it is coming when all life will end,

With doomsday approaching to hell we'll descend.

Religion won't save me, the damage is done.

The future has ended before it's begun.

Death's hand and the crazy, I can't stand the light of day.

Watching all the victims on their knees as they pray.

God of the almighty never answers their call.

Satan is just waiting for the righteous to fall to him.

I don't mind dying 'cause I'm already dead.

Pray not for the living I'll live in your head.

Dying is easy it's living that's hard.

I'm losing the battle between Satan and God.

8. Dear Father

A childhood innocence was drowned in your tears.

The demons that you fought are feeding your fears.

The poisoned secrets of your life stand revealed.

The truth destroys you, its no longer concealed.

Dear father forsaken, you knew what you were doing.

In silence your violence has left my life in ruin.

Yeah, in ruin, yeah.

You preyed upon my flesh then prayed for my soul.

Belief betrayed by lust, the faith that you stole.

Indoctrination by a twisted desire,

The catechism of an evil messiah.

Dear father forgive me, I know just what I'm doing.

In silence this violence will leave your life in ruin.

Yeah, in ruin, yeah.

Preacher of theocracy hiding your hypocrisy.

Under false sanctity, holy phoney empathy.

You have taken my life,

Now it's your turn to die.

Can you sleep at night? When you close your eyes

Do you think of all the pain from your lies?

Or do you deny you're responsible

For the victims of the sins you devised?

What you gonna tell them when they ask you? Well then

Is your conscience pure in your heart?

There is no exemption when you seek redemption

For all the lives that you've torn apart.

Your molestations of the cross you defiled,

A man once holy now despised and reviled.

You took possession while confessing my sins

And now you have to face whatever death brings, yeah.

Dear father forsaken, you knew what you were doing.

In silence your violence has left my life in ruin, yeah.

In ruin, yeah, yeah, yeah.

In ruin yeah.

9. Methademic

[Deluxe Edition Bonus Track]

The epidemic from a crystal lie

Puts you in super over drive

The methademic that is so hard to hide

Insanely staring with wide eyes

Hellucinating in a chemical Hell

Ain't my idea of having fun

Synthetic overload you're under its spell

Your super nightmare's just begun

You try to stop, but it controls you

Your love affair with it won't last

You're on a suicidal ride of self-destruction

And in the end you're gonna crash

You live too fast

You look just like a dead man alive

Losing the fight for survival

You sit and wait at Hell's fiery gate

Waiting the Devil's arrival

Ha-Ha-Ha

You live so fast you need more methademic crystal

You never sleep you just keep goin

Just push the trigger on your hypodermic pistol

Each time you're dying without knowing

You live too fast

What's the point it's killing you without you even knowing

I can tell you've sold your soul and hell is where you're going

Ha-ha-ha I'll see you there

10. Peace Of Mind

[Deluxe Edition Bonus Track]

I wish somebody would empty my head

I am so sorry for the things that I've said

This hopeless feeling that's living inside

I'm just a lonely soul who's trying to find

Some peace of mind

I ain't no hero who's gonna save you

I just say "hi" as I'm passing right through

I ain't that crazy, I'm only here for the ride

So please forgive me while I'm trying to find

Some peace of mind

Read in between the lines

Truth that is neither black nor white

Black nor white

Just give me something real

Broken man still searching for the light

In the night

Caught In the middle as the front line falls

It looks like I don't stand a chance

If only I could turn my life around

Or is this just the circumstance

11. Pariah

[Deluxe Edition Bonus Track]

Pariah from society

Addicted to sobriety

A product of a virgin birth

Another god on earth

Yes that's your fantasy

You say that you can read my mind

Be careful of what you might find

You think that you can be like me

And see what my eyes see

But you're no friend of mine

Do you believe every word I say?

Make your own truth, and get out of my way

I'm your pariah

For you desire

Ain't no messiah

Just your pariah

An angel or the Antichrist

A symbol of your own device

Pathetic in your own sad way

You're just one pill away

From taking my advice

Do you believe every word I say?

Make your own truth, and get out of my way

I'm your pariah

For you desire

Ain't no messiah

Just your pariah

Do you believe that I'm from Heaven?

That I descended from the sky?

The graven image of a pseudo icon

To worship me on high?

I'm not your saviour,

I got no wings to fly

Just your pariah

Don't look to me when your life is over

I'm your pariah

For you desire

Ain't no messiah

Just your pariah

Ain't no messiah

Just your pariah

12. Naïveté In Black

[Best Buy Eclusive Track]

Guess we’re all running out of time

So live your own life and let me live mine

To each their own to question why

We’re all just links that forge the chain of life

But who am I to interfere

Think for yourself

And keep your conscience really clear

Learn from each other so they say

But no one listens to them anyway

Inactive factions stir in time

Procrastination at the scene of the crime

There’s no return, no guarantee

Accept the terms

And let your fate be free be free

You gotta let yourself see

And let your feelings go free

Accept your own ability

Don’t want to end up like me

A dynasty of doubt and hate

Religion, politics, self mutilate

The privilege of being here

All born from nothing til we disappear

There’s no return, no guarantee

Accept the terms

And let your fate be free you’re free

Geezer Butler Bass

Tony Iommi Guitars

Ozzy Osbourne Vocals

Thanks to revelationabomination for sending tracks ## 1, 3, 4, 6 lyrics.

Thanks to liv4thamoment91 for sending track #1 lyrics.

Thanks to jasontallwood for sending track #2 lyrics.

Thanks to nunossrosa for sending tracks ## 5, 7, 8 lyrics.

Thanks to qtip_chris for sending tracks ## 9-11 lyrics.

Thanks to thomaslanders for sending track #12 lyrics.