Longitude Quotes

Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.

Percy says be talked to a Nereid in Charleston Harbor!” “Good for him!” Leo yelled back. “The Nereid said we should seek help from Chiron’s brothers.” “What does that mean? The Party Ponies?” Leo had never met Chiron’s crazy centaur relatives, but he’d heard rumors of Nerf sword-fights, root beer-chugging contests, and Super Soakers filled with pressurized whipped cream. “Not sure,” Annabeth said. “But I’ve got coordinates. Can you input latitude and longitude in this thing?” “I can input star charts and order you a smoothie, if you want. Of course I can do latitude and longitude!

Three or four times only in my youth did I glimpse the Joyous Isles, before they were lost to fogs, depressions, cold fronts, ill winds, and contrary tides... I mistook them for adulthood. Assuming they were a fixed feature in my life's voyage, I neglected to record their latitude, their longitude, their approach. Young ruddy fool. What wouldn't I give now for a never-changing map of the ever-constant ineffable? To possess, as it were, an atlas of clouds.

When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person. But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock.

Scramblers deactivated, then? Well here's some good news. You feel no pain. You will go straight to a hospital. Remember nothing of this place. And every time you hear the words "parsley", "intractable" or "longitude", you will vomit uncontrollably for forty-eight hours.

He wrested the world's whereabouts from the stars, and locked the secret in a pocket watch.

The lines of his face were the longitude and latitude of his life.

When you stay too long in one place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person.

One degree of longitude equals four minutes of time the world over, but in terms of distance, one degree shrinks from sixty-eight miles at the Equator to virtually nothing at the poles.

To be part of nature was to be part of the will to live. When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person. But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock.

i've memorized it. topography on the map of you, a world i'm still charting. i know it. i added it to the key. here: inches to miles. i can multiply it out, read your latitude and longitude. recite your coordinates like la rosaria.

Djuna concerned only with the longitude, and latitude and altitude of human beings in relation to each other.

In the wake of the Longitude Act, the concept of “discovering the longitude” became a synonym for attempting the impossible.

Scientists say every action initiates an equal and opposite reaction. I say that's just the start. I say every action initiates a most unequal and upredictable chain reaction, that every filament of living becomes part of a larger weave, while remaining identifiable. That every line of latitude requires several stripes of longitude to obtain meaning. That every universe is part of a bigger heaven, a heaven of rhythm and geometry, where a heartbeat is the apex of a triangle.

[John] Harrison [could not] express himself clearly in writing.... No matter how brilliantly ideas formed in his mind, or crystallized in his clockworks, his verbal descriptions failed to shine with the same light.... The first sentence [of his last published work] runs on, virtually unpunctuated, for twenty-five pages." Dava Sobel, Longitude, p66

All over India, all over the world, as the sun or the shadow of darkness moves from east to west, the call to prayer moves with it, and people kneel down in a wave to pray to God. Five waves each day - one for each namaaz - ripple across the globe from longitude to longitude. The component elements change direction, like iron filings near a magnet - towards the house of God in Mecca.

And if you decide to kill somebody, make it anybody and not somebody: some men are made of more special, precious parts: do not kill if you will a president or a King or a man behind a desk - these have heavenly longitudes enlightened attitudes. If you decide, take us who stand and smoke and glower; we are rusty with sadness and feverish with climbing broken ladders

Canada is actually a major country, with an area of more than 169 billion hectometers in longitude,

—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?

The zero-degree parallel of latitude is fixed by the laws of nature, while the zero-degree meridian of longitude shifts like the sands of time.

Love knows no latitude, Love knows no longitude. Love only knows to be, Annihilated in servitude.

What does that mean? The Party Ponies?” Leo had never met Chiron’s crazy centaur relatives, but he’d heard rumors of Nerf sword-fights, root beer–chugging contests, and Super Soakers filled with pressurized whipped cream. “Not sure,” Annabeth said. “But I’ve got coordinates. Can you input latitude and longitude in this thing?” “I can input star charts and order you a smoothie, if you want. Of course I can do latitude and longitude!

…I must say that "Right" has no meaning to me whatsoever! Truth has meaning - as a direction. But one of the peculiar imbecilities of our time is the grid of morality we have placed on human behavior: so that every act of man must be measured against an arbitrary latitude of right and longitude of wrong - in exact minutes, seconds, and degrees!... -Henry Drummond, a character in Inherit The Wind

What poor, mean trash this whole business of human virtue is! A mere matter, for the most part, of latitude and longitude, and geographical position, acting with natural temperament. The greater part is nothing but an accident.

With his marine clocks, John Harrison tested the waters of space-time. He succeeded, against all odds, in using the fourth—temporal—dimension to link points on the three-dimensional globe. He wrested the world’s whereabouts from the stars, and locked the secret in a pocket watch.

The first woman known to have worked as a computer in England was Mary Edwards, who calculated astronomical positions for the Board of Longitude in the 1770s.

S. Latitude 34° 21′, W. Longitude 152° 17′

about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either,

Time is to clock as mind is to brain. The clock or watch somehow contains the time. And yet time refuses to be bottled up like a genie stuffed in a lamp. Whether it flows as sand or turns on wheels within wheels, time escapes irretrievably, while we watch. Even when the bulbs of the hourglass shatter, when darkness withholds the shadow from the sundial, when the mainspring winds down so far that the clock hands hold still as death, time itself keeps on. The most we can hope a watch to do is mark that progress. And since time sets its own tempo, like a heartbeat or an ebb tide, timepieces don't really keep time. They just keep up with it, if they're able.

there's a corner of your mouth, and a place that it goes. pinched and worried like you're afraid you're forgetting something. i used to hate it. used to think it was your little tic of disapproval. but i've kissed your mouth, that corner, that place it goes, so many times now. i've memorized it. topography on the map of you, a world i'm still charting. i know it. i added it to the key. here: inches to miles. i can multiply it out, read your latitude and longitude. recite your coordinates like la rosaria. this thing, your mouth, its place. it's what you do when you're trying not to give yourself away. not in the way that you do all the time, those empty, greedy grabs for you. i mean the truth of you. the weird, perfect shape of your heart. the one on the outside of your chest.

During Ferdinand Magellan’s expedition—the first to circumnavigate the globe, in 1522—a scribe onboard wrote that the pilots “will not speak of the longitude.” Longitudinal lines, which run perpendicular to the parallels of latitude, have no fixed reference point, like the equator. And so navigators must establish their own demarcation—their home port or some other arbitrary line—from which to gauge how far east or west they are. (Today, Greenwich, England, is designated the prime meridian, marking zero degrees longitude.)

You get to thinking of the Earth as an organism, a living thing. You get to worry about it, care for it, wish it well. National boundaries are as invisible as meridians of longitude, or the Tropics of Cancer and Capricorn. The boundaries are arbitrary. The planet is real. Spaceflight, therefore, is subversive. If they are fortunate enough to find themselves in Earth orbit, most people, after a little meditation, have similar thoughts. The nations that had instituted spaceflight had done so largely for nationalistic reasons; it was a small irony that almost everyone who entered space received a startling glimpse of a transnational perspective, of the Earth as one

This is it, the geographical limit of how far I'll go for Ossie. We are learning longitude and latitude in school, and it makes my face burn that I can graph the coordinates of my own love and courage with such damning precision.

To be a part of nature was to be part of the will to live. When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person. But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock.

Todos nosotros somos seres imperfectos que vivimos en un mundo imperfecto. Y no debemos vivir de una manera tan rígida, midiendo la longitud con una regla y los ángulos con un transportador como si la vida fuera un depósito bancario.

The British Parliament, in its famed Longitude Act of 1714, set the highest bounty of all, naming a prize equal to a king’s ransom (several million dollars in today’s currency) for a “Practicable and Useful” means of determining longitude.

Any clock that can track this sideral schedule proves itself as perfect as God's magnificent clockwork. Dava Sobel

Todos nosotros somos seres imperfectos que vivimos en un mundo imperfecto. Y no debemos vivir de una manera tan rígida, midiendo la longitud con una regla y los ángulos con un transportador como si la vida fuera un depósito bancario. -Reiko

The zero-degree parallel of latitude is fixed by the laws of nature, while the zero-degree meridian of longitude shifts like the sands of time. This difference makes finding latitude child’s play, and turns the determination of longitude, especially at sea, into an adult dilemma—one that stumped the wisest minds of the world for the better part of human history.

It was a careworn face. But most of the lines, if followed back like a trail, would lead to happiness. To the faces a face made when laughing or smiling, or sitting quietly enjoying the day. Though some of those lines led elsewhere. Into a wilderness, into the wild. Where terrible things had happened. Some of the lines of his face led to events inhuman and abominable. To horrific sights. To unspeakable acts. Some of them his. The lines of his face were the longitude and latitude of his life.

Sensation establishes what is actually given, thinking enables us to recognize its meaning, feeling tells us its value, and finally intuition points to the possibilities of the whence and whither that lie within the immediate facts. In this way, we can orientate ourselves with respect to the immediate world as completely as when we locate a place geographically by latitude and longitude.

You get to thinking of the Earth as an organism, a living thing. You get to worry about it, care for it, wish it well. National boundaries are as invisible as meridians of longitude, or the Tropics of Cancer and Capricorn. The boundaries are arbitrary. The planet is real. Spaceflight, therefore, is subversive. If they are fortunate enough to find themselves in Earth orbit, most people, after a little meditation, have similar thoughts. The nations that had instituted spaceflight had done so largely for nationalistic reasons; it was a small irony that almost everyone who entered space received a startling glimpse of a transnational perspective, of the Earth as one world. It

Earlier maps had underestimated the distances to other continents and exaggerated the outlines of individual nations. Now global dimensions could be set, with authority, by the celestial spheres. Indeed, King Louis XIV of France, confronted with a revised map of his domain based on accurate longitude measurements, reportedly complained that he was losing more territory to his astronomers than to his enemies.

Today, the latitude and longitude lines govern with more authority than I could have imagined forty-odd years ago, for they stay fixed as the world changes its configuration underneath them—with continents adrift across a widening sea, and national boundaries repeatedly redrawn by war or peace.

To learn one’s longitude at sea, one needs to know what time it is aboard ship and also the time at the home port or another place of known longitude—at that very same moment. The two clock times enable the navigator to convert the hour difference into a geographical separation. Since the Earth takes twenty-four hours to complete one full revolution of three hundred sixty degrees, one hour marks one twenty-fourth of a spin, or fifteen degrees.

What we seek in travel is neither discovery nor trade but rather a gentle deterritorialization: we want to be taken over by the journey - in other words, by absence. As our metal vectors transcend meridians, oceans and poles, absence takes on a fleshy quality. The clandestineness of the depths of private life gives way to annihilation by longitude and latitude. But in the end the body tires of not knowing where it is, even if the mind finds this absence exalting, as if it were a quality proper to itself. Perhaps, after all, what we seek in others is the same gentle deterritorialization that we seek in travel. Instead of one's own desire, instead of discovery, we are tempted by exile in the desire of the other, or by the desire of the other as an ocean to cross. The looks and gestures of lovers already have the distance of exile about them; the language of lovers is an expatriation in words that are afraid to signify; and the bodies of lovers are a tender hologram to eye and hand, offering no resistance and hence susceptible of being crisscrossed, like airspace, by desire. We move around with circumspection on a mental planet of circumvolutions, and from our excesses and passions we bring back the same transparent memories as we do from our travels.

Blue Planet Phenomenon. she’s from the pink planet called Constellation he’s from the dark planet beyond under a constant monitor no love a interplanetary phenomenon he’s an interstellar she’s studying astronomy what they have seen sets in motion their biology they will meet on the blue planet they should know better it’s death if they get together interplanetary love is forbidden their passion keep it hidden they should know better but they must be together to the blue planet love velocity interstellar crossing Earth’s longitudes hiding their love in the new years eve multitudes they should know better their love still not allowed under another planets blanketing cloud Planet Earth in unified love new years eve blue planet phenomenon she will fall pregnant their baby conceived at a time of human unity their unborn baby and united humanity become one in harmony interstellar before they’re discovered too late their love uncovered they should know better it’s death for forbidden love together trial on dark planet they will all die today “kill them now” judgment say they plea for their unborn baby’s mercy a reprieve child leniency only for their baby clemency “bring on the birth” authorities say a unpredicted baby delivery conceived in a time of human unity a love descendant of humanity interstellar love racing interplanetary embracing human love emanating from their newborn baby blanketing pink planet with love blanketing dark planet with love two planets authority depleting two planets a love meeting now love not forbidden love never to be hidden interstellar love plea she and he with their baby to go free By R.M.Romarney.

He wrested the world’s whereabouts from the stars, and locked the secret in a pocket watch.

It was like the latitude and longitude of your birthplace can ultimately determine your life’s borders.

Because longitude represents a distance in the direction of the earth’s daily rotation,

Each hour of the day corresponds to fifteen degrees of longitude.

(Alicia no tenía ni idea de qué eran la latitud ni la longitud, pero pensó que eran unas palabras hermosísimas para decirlas).

Dantés, que después de haber recorrido la Cannebière en toda su longitud, se dirigió a la calle de Noailles,

Estoy sorprendido, inspector... Su capacidad deductiva sólo se ve superada por su apostura y por la extraordinaria longitud de su miembro.

(Alice had not the slightest idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but she thought they were nice grand words to say.)

Y no debemos vivir de una manera tan rígida, midiendo la longitud con una regla y los ángulos con un transportador como si la vida fuera un depósito bancario.

Captain Prince shrugged. “Not when you’re sure of your longitude.

National boundaries are as invisible as meridians of longitude, or the Tropics of Cancer and Capricorn. The boundaries are arbitrary. The planet is real.

Tan sólo tres o cuatro veces en mis años mozos divisé fugazmente las islas de la Dicha antes de que se esfumaran en la niebla, en las borrascas, entre frentes fríos, vendavales y mareas en contra... Las tomé equivocadamente por la condición adulta. Di por hecho que serían una presencia constante en mi trayecto vital y no me preocupé de anotar la latitud, la longitud, la ruta de recalada. Maldito jovenzuelo idiota. Lo que daría ahora por tener un mapa inmutable de lo veleidoso e inefable... Por tener, por así decirlo, un atlas de las nubes.

As far as one journeys, as much as a man sees, from the turrets of the Taj Mahal to the Siberian wilds, he may eventually come to an unfortunate conclusion —usually while he's lying in bed, staring at the thatched ceiling of some substandard accommodation in Indochina," writes Swithin in his last book, the posthumously published Whereabouts, 1917 (1918). "It is impossible to rid himself of the relentless, cloying fever commonly known as Home. After seventy-three years of anguish I have found a cure, however. You must go home again, grit your teeth and however arduous the exercise, determine, without embellishment, your exact coordinates at Home, your longitudes and latitudes. Only then, will you stop looking back and see the spectacular view in front of you.

The Frankfurt, however, did not give her latitude or longitude, and after waiting 20 minutes asked the operator of the Titanic, “What is the matter?” To this the Titanic replied that he was a fool (pp.

Indeed, King Louis XIV of France, confronted with a revised map of his domain based on accurate longitude measurements, reportedly complained that he was losing more territory to his astronomers than to his enemies.

I found that this was a desert region so obscure that the designers of atlases typically stitch page bindings directly over that very latitude and longitude, obliterating the map’s topography as surely as any sandstorm.

Of students’ papers: ‘I am generally very benevolent [said Shade]. But there are certain trifles I do not forgive.’ Kinbote: ‘For instance?’ ‘Not having read the required book. Having read it like an idiot. Looking in it for symbols; example: “The author uses the striking image green leaves because green is the symbol of happiness and frustration.” I am also in the habit of lowering a student’s mark catastrophically if he uses “simple” and “sincere” in a commendatory sense; examples: “Shelley’s style is always very simple and good”; or “Yeats is always sincere.” This is widespread, and when I hear a critic speaking of an author’s sincerity I know that either the critic or the author is a fool.’ Kinbote: ‘But I am told this manner of thinking is taught in high school?’ ‘That’s where the broom should begin to sweep. A child should have thirty specialists to teach him thirty subjects, and not one harassed schoolmarm to show him a picture of a rice field and tell him this is China because she knows nothing about China, or anything else, and cannot tell the difference between longitude and latitude.’ Kinbote: ‘Yes. I agree.

Three or four times only in my youth did I glimpse the Joyous Isles, before they were lost to fogs, depressions, cold fronts, ill winds, and contrary tides … I mistook them for adulthood. Assuming they were a fixed feature in my life’s voyage, I neglected to record their latitude, their longitude, their approach. Young ruddy fool. What wouldn’t I give now for a never-changing map of the ever-constant ineffable? To possess, as it were, an atlas of clouds. I

Among the many spots used by philosophers and astronomers over the centuries to mark the meridian for zero degrees longitude were Ferro, in the Canary Islands; Ujjain, in the Indian state of Madhya Pradesh; the “agonic line” (a line along which true north and magnetic north coincide, but not forever) that passed through the Azores; the Paris Observatory; the Royal Observatory at Greenwich; the White House; and the Church of the Holy Sepulcher in Jerusalem.

Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the school-room, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) “—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?” (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.)

When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitude and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person.

What will prove to be the metaphorical gridwork of latitudes and longitudes, the dependable charts for human navigation that will let us heal the rift between knowing something and feeling something, a chasm the Enlightenment created for us when it privileged the ability to know over the ability to feel? What will be the grid of metaphorical rhumb lines and meridians in a new portolano, one that will not permit the integrity and profundity of the local to slip away in order to serve a vision of the grand?

But pass through Copula Hall and she or he might leave Beszel, and at the end of the hall come back to exactly (corporeally) where they had just been, but in another country, a tourist, a marvelling visitor, to a street that shared the latitude-longitude of their own address, a street they had never visited before, whose architecture they had always unseen, to the Ul Qoman house sitting next to and a whole city away from their own building, unvisible there now they had come through, all the way across the Breach, back home.

—¿De verdad saltan? —Sí, de verdad. Pueden saltar cincuenta veces la longitud de su cuerpo. Es como si un hombre de un metro ochenta saltara la longitud de un campo de fútbol y lo sorprendente es que prácticamente no tienen músculos en las piernas. Así que, podríais

schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) '--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?

Having established itself securely on shipboard, the chronometer was soon taken for granted, like any other essential thing, and the whole question of its contentious history, along with the name of its original inventor, dropped from the consciousness of the seamen who used it every day.

As an explorer Columbus was mediocre at best. He knew less about the sea than did the average sailor on his ships, could never determine the latitude and longitude of his discoveries, mistook islands for vast continents, and treated his crew badly. But in one area he was a genius: He knew how to sell himself.

But I’ve kissed your mouth, that corner, that place it goes, so many times now. I’ve memorised it. Topography on the map of you, a world I’m still charting. I know it. I added it to the key. Here: inches to miles. I can multiply it out, read your latitude and longitude. Recite your coordinates like la rosaria.

Nosotros (con "nosotros" me refiero a la gente normal y a la que no somos tanto), todos nosotros somos seres imperfectos que vivimos en un mundo imperfecto. Y no debemos de vivir de manera tan rígida, midiendo la longitud con una regla y los ángulos con un transportador, como si la vida fuera un depósito bancario.

After Simla, I must mention Darjeeling, with its pretty white houses, overlooked by Mount Kinchinjinga, 312 miles to the north of Calcutta, 6,900 feet above the level of the sea, about the eighty-sixth degree of longitude, and the twenty-seventh degree of latitude—a charming situation, in the most beautiful country in the world.   Other

17 para que habite Cristo por la fe en vuestros corazones, a fin de que, arraigados y cimentados en amor, 18 seáis plenamente capaces de comprender con todos los santos cuál sea la anchura, la longitud, la profundidad y la altura, 19 y de conocer el amor de Cristo, que excede a todo conocimiento, para que seáis llenos de toda la plenitud de Dios.

(...) Así que intenta no tomártelo tan a pecho. Nosotros (con "nosotros" me refiero a la gente normal y a la que no lo somos tanto), todos nosotros somos seres imperfectos que vivimos en un mundo imperfecto. Y no podemos vivir de una manera tan rígida, midiendo la longitud con una regla y los ángulos con un transportador como si la vida fuera un depósito bancario. ¿No te parece?

Quando você fica muito tempo num lugar, esquece como o mundo é grande e vasto. Não tem noção da extensão de suas longitudes e latitudes. Assim como, supôs ela, é difícil ter noção da vastidão dentro de qualquer pessoa. Mas, assim que você sente essa vastidão, assim que algo a revela, a esperança surge, quer você queira ou não, e se agarra a você tão teimosamente quanto um líquen se agarra a uma rocha,

the beaches. In literally hundreds of instances, a vessel’s ignorance of her longitude led swiftly to her destruction. Launched on a mix of bravery and greed, the sea captains of the fifteenth, sixteenth, and seventeenth centuries relied on “dead reckoning” to gauge their distance east or west of home port. The captain would throw a log overboard and observe how quickly the ship receded from this temporary guidepost. He noted the crude speedometer reading in his ship’s logbook, along with the direction of travel, which he took from the stars or a compass, and the length of time on a particular course, counted with a sandglass or a pocket watch. Factoring in the effects of ocean currents, fickle winds, and errors in judgment, he then determined his longitude. He routinely missed his mark, of course—searching

Comparó un instante de movimiento detenido con el concepto geométrico de punto. Este último carece de longitud y anchura. Sin embargo, al desplazarse, genera una línea. «El punto no posee dimensiones; la línea es la longitud generada por el movimiento del punto.» Usando su método de teorizar mediante la analogía, escribió: «En el instante no hay tiempo; el tiempo es el movimiento generado por el instante».[26]

IN 1493, WHEN COLUMBUS returned from his unimaginable voyage, a Spanish-born pope granted all of the lands on the other side of the ocean, everything west of a line of longitude some three hundred miles west of Cape Verde, to Spain, and granted what lay east of that line, western Africa, to Portugal, the pope claiming the authority to divvy up lands inhabited by tens of millions of people as if he were the god of Genesis.

«los países no son más que diferentes máscaras para intentar esconder, en vano, el verdadero rostro del mundo. Un rostro que se ríe de las longitudes y latitudes impuestas por los hombres para así convencerse de que no están perdidos y de que conocen el camino de regreso a ese artificio más o menos compartible, a ese espejismo consensuado que, para tranquilizarse y no sentirse tan perdidos como están, han dado en llamar casa».

It is not possible that you will repent unless you are aware of your sin; it is not likely that you will look to Christ unless you first know what it is for which you are to look to him. Therefore, I pray you, set apart some season every day, or at least some season as often as you can get it, in which the business of your mind shall be to take your longitude and latitude, that you may know exactly where you are. You may be drifting towards the rocks, and you may be wrecked before you know your danger. I implore you, do not let your ship go at full steam through a fog; but slacken speed a bit, and heave the lead, to see whether you are in deep waters or shallow. I am not asking you to do more than any kind and wise man would advise you to do; do I even ask you more than your own conscience tells you is right? Sit alone a while, that you may carefully consider your case.

Escribir es un regalo. Ayuda a exorcizar los demonios interiores, el corazón derribado por la bola de la demolición del desamor y las dudas de fe. Lo que se recibe es un efecto colateral: el escritor luminoso hermana sus heridas con las del lector y en ese momento actúa de bálsamo. "El lector" no es el destinatario de un bien de consumo, y que vibre en tu misma longitud de onda no dice nada de tu talento; solo de tu audacia para desnudarte.

Hitherto, Jack had been too busy working up his crew to pay much attention to the education of his midshipmen, but he had looked at yesterday's slips and they, with a very suspicious unanimity, had shown the Sophie in 39°2I'N, which was fair enough, but also in a longitude that she could only have reached by cleaving the mountain-range behind Valencia to a depth of thirty-seven miles. 'What do you mean by sending me this nonsense?' he asked them. It was not really an answerable question; nor were many of the others that he propounded, and they did not, in fact, attempt to answer them; but they agreed that they were not there to amuse themselves, nor for their manly beauty, but rather to learn their professions; that their journals (which they fetched) were neither accurate, full, nor up to date, and that the ship's cat would have written them better; that they would for the future pay the greatest attention to Mr Marshall's observation and reckoning; that they would prick the chart daily with him; and that no man was fit to pass for a lieutenant, let alone bear any command ('May God forgive me,' said Jack, in an internal aside) who could not instantly tell the position of his ship to within a minute – nay, to within thirty seconds. Furthermore, they would show up their journals every Sunday, cleanly and legibly written.

It was the eternal contest for reputation and prestige that encouraged Londoners to endow new hospitals or write great plays or crack the problem of longitude for the navy. No matter how agreeable your surroundings, you couldn’t get famous by sitting around in some village, and that is still true today. You need people to acknowledge what you have done; you need a gallery for the applause; and above all you need to know what everyone else is up to.

Three or four times only in my youth did I glimpse the Joyous Isles, before they were lost to fogs, depressions, cold fronts, ill winds and contrary tides … I mistook them for adulthood. Assuming they were a fixed feature in my life’s voyage, I neglected to record their latitude, their longitude, their approach. Young ruddy fool. What wouldn’t I give now for a never-changing map of the ever-constant ineffable? To possess, as it were, an atlas of clouds.

Three or four times only in my youth did I glimpse the Joyous Isles, before they were lost to fogs, depressions, cold fronts, ill winds, and contrary tides … I mistook them for adulthood. Assuming they were a fixed feature in my life’s voyage, I neglected to record their latitude, their longitude, their approach. Young ruddy fool. What wouldn’t I give now for a never-changing map of the ever-constant ineffable? To possess, as it were, an atlas of clouds.

managing director, the intelligent Cyrus Field, purposed even covering all the islands of Oceanica with a vast electrical network, an immense enterprise, and one worthy of American genius. To the corvette Susquehanna had been confided the first operations of sounding. It was on the night of the 11th-12th of December, she was in exactly 27@ 7’ north latitude, and 41@ 37’ west longitude, on the meridian of Washington. The moon, then in her last quarter, was beginning to rise above the horizon.

The evidence presented by the ancient maps appears to suggest the existence in remote times, before the rise of any of the known cultures, of a true civilization, of a comparatively advanced sort, which either was localized in one area but had worldwide commerce, or was, in a real sense, a worldwide culture. This culture, at least in some respects, may well have been more advanced than the civilizations of Egypt, Babylonia, Greece, and Rome. In astronomy, nautical science, mapmaking and possibly ship-building, it was perhaps more advanced than any state of culture before the 18th Century of the Christian Era. It was in the 18th Century that we first developed a practical means of finding longitude. It was in the 18th Century that we first accurately measured the circumference of the earth. Not until the 19th Century did we begin to send out ships for purposes of whaling or exploration into the Arctic or Antarctic Seas. The maps indicate that some ancient people may have done all these things.

In social studies, while we were drawing latitude/longitude maps, I opened my notebook and stared at the photo inside - my friend, Annabeth, on vacation in Washington, D.C. […] She’d e-mailed me the picture after spring break, and every once in a while I’d look at it just to remind myself she was real and Camp Half-Blood hadn’t just been my imagination. I wished Annabeth were here. She’d know what to make of my dream. I’d never admit it to her, but she was smarter than me, even if she was annoying sometimes.

Lo que caracteriza a la sociedad actual es la falta de energía de enlace dialógico. Cuando del escenario desaparece lo dialógico, surge un teatro de las afectaciones. Estas no están estructuradas dialógicamente. Implican una negación de lo distinto. Los sentimientos son narrativos. Las emociones son impulsivas. Ni las emociones ni las afectaciones despliegan un espacio narrativo. El teatro de las afectaciones no narra. Más bien, una masa de afectaciones se carga directamente sobre el escenario. En eso consiste su carácter pornográfico. Los sentimientos tienen también una temporalidad distinta a las emociones y las afectaciones. Poseen una duración, una longitud narrativa. Las emociones son esencialmente más pasajeras que los sentimientos. Las afectaciones se limitan a un momento. Y los sentimientos son los únicos que tienen acceso a lo dialógico, al otro. Por eso existe la empatía, mientras que no hay una emoción o una afectación conjuntas. Tanto las afectaciones como las emociones son expresión de un sujeto aislado y monológico.

You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent bell? What is it waiting for? I tell you it is waiting for time, like you. You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms? Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know. You question me about the wicked tusk of the narwhal, and I reply by describing how the sea unicorn with the harpoon in it dies. You enquire about the kingfisher's feathers, which tremble in the pure springs of the southern tides? Or you've found in the cards a new question touching on the crystal architecture of the sea anemone, and you'll deal that to me now? You want to understand the electric nature of the ocean spines? The armored stalactite that breaks as it walks? The hook of the angler fish, the music stretched out in the deep places like a thread in the water? I want to tell you the ocean knows this, that life in its jewel boxes is endless as the sand, impossible to count, pure, and among the blood-colored grapes time has made the petal hard and shiny, made the jellyfish full of light and untied its knot, letting its musical threads fall from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl. I am nothing but the empty net which has gone on ahead of human eyes, dead in those darknesses, of fingers accustomed to the triangle, longitudes on the timid globe of an orange. I walked around as you do, investigating the endless star, and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked, the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.

In 1884, at the International Meridian Conference held in Washington, D.C., representatives from twenty-six countries voted to make the common practice official. They declared the Greenwich meridian the prime meridian of the world. This decision did not sit well with the French, however, who continued to recognize their own Paris Observatory meridian, a little more than two degrees east of Greenwich, as the starting line for another twenty-seven years, until 1911. (Even then, they hesitated to refer directly to Greenwich mean time, preferring the locution “Paris Mean Time, retarded by nine minutes twenty-one seconds.”)

After Eratosthenes’ discovery, many great voyages were attempted by brave and venturesome sailors. Their ships were tiny. They had only rudimentary navigational instruments. They used dead reckoning and followed coastlines as far as they could. In an unknown ocean they could determine their latitude, but not their longitude, by observing, night after night, the position of the constellations with respect to the horizon. The familiar constellations must have been reassuring in the midst of an unexplored ocean. The stars are the friends of explorers, then with seagoing ships on Earth and now with spacefaring ships in the sky.

A VALEDICTION: OF THE BOOK I'll tell thee now (dear love) what thou shalt do To anger destiny, as she doth us; How I shall stay, though she eloign me thus, And how posterity shall know it too; How thine may out-endure Sibyl's glory, and obscure Her who from Pindar could allure, And her, through whose help Lucan is not lame, And her, whose book (they say) Homer did find, and name. Study our manuscripts, those myriads Of letters, which have past 'twixt thee and me; Thence write our annals, and in them will be To all whom love's subliming fire invades, Rule and example found; There the faith of any ground No schismatic will dare to wound, That sees, how Love this grace to us affords, To make, to keep, to use, to be these his records. This book, as long-lived as the elements, Or as the world's form, this all-graved tome In cypher writ, or new made idiom; We for Love's clergy only are instruments; When this book is made thus, Should again the ravenous Vandals and Goths invade us, Learning were safe; in this our universe, Schools might learn sciences, spheres music, angels verse. Here Love's divines—since all divinity Is love or wonder—may find all they seek, Whether abstract spiritual love they like, Their souls exhaled with what they do not see; Or, loth so to amuse Faith's infirmity, they choose Something which they may see and use; For, though mind be the heaven, where love doth sit, Beauty a convenient type may be to figure it. Here more than in their books may lawyers find, Both by what titles mistresses are ours, And how prerogative these states devours, Transferred from Love himself, to womankind; Who, though from heart and eyes, They exact great subsidies, Forsake him who on them relies; And for the cause, honour, or conscience give; Chimeras vain as they or their prerogative. Here statesmen, (or of them, they which can read) May of their occupation find the grounds; Love, and their art, alike it deadly wounds, If to consider what 'tis, one proceed. In both they do excel Who the present govern well, Whose weakness none doth, or dares tell; In this thy book, such will there something see, As in the Bible some can find out alchemy. Thus vent thy thoughts; abroad I'll study thee, As he removes far off, that great heights takes; How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be; To take a latitude Sun, or stars, are fitliest viewed At their brightest, but to conclude Of longitudes, what other way have we, But to mark when and where the dark eclipses be?

Newton grew impatient. It was clear to him now that any hope of settling the longitude matter lay in the stars. The lunar distance method that had been proposed several times over preceding centuries gained credence and adherents as the science of astronomy improved. Thanks to Newton’s own efforts in formulating the Universal Law of Gravitation, the moon’s motion was better understood and to some extent predictable. Yet the world was still waiting on Flamsteed to finish surveying the stars. Flamsteed, meticulous to a fault, had spent forty years mapping the heavens—and had still not released his data. He kept it all under seal at Greenwich.

Most of these maps were of the Mediterranean and the Black Sea. But maps of other areas survived. These included maps of the Americas and maps of the Arctic and Antarctic seas. It becomes clear that the ancient voyagers traveled from pole to pole. Unbelievable as it may appear, the evidence nevertheless indicates that some ancient people explored the coasts of Antatica when its coasts were free of ice. It is clear, too, that they had an instrument of navigation for accurately finding the longitudes of places that was far superior to anything posessed by the peoples of ancient, medieval, or modern times until the second half of the 18th Century.

You get to thinking of the Earth as an organism, a living thing. You get to worry about it, care for it, wish it well. National boundaries are as invisible as meridians of longitude, or the Tropics of Cancer and Capricorn. The boundaries are arbitrary. The planet is real. Spaceflight, therefore, is subversive. If they are fortunate enough to find themselves in Earth orbit, most people, after a little meditation, have similar thoughts. The nations that had instituted spaceflight had done so largely for nationalistic reasons; it was a small irony that almost everyone who entered space received a startling glimpse of a transnational perspective, of the Earth as one world.

—Si es el arma secreta —comenté—, espero que sea buena. —Lo es —repuso el sonriente holograma del poeta. Hizo otra seña y A. Bettik desenrolló el cilindro. Era una alfombra de menos de dos metros de longitud y poco más de un metro de ancho. La tela estaba carcomida y desleída, pero vi diseños y patrones intricados. Había una compleja urdimbre de hebras de oro que aún eran tan brillantes como... —Dios mío —exclamé, comprendiendo de golpe—. Una alfombra voladora. El holo de Martin Silenus se aclaró la garganta como si fuera a escupir. —No una alfombra voladora —gruñó—. La alfombra voladora. Retrocedí un paso. Esto era material de leyenda, y yo estaba casi de pie sobre ella.

Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the center of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think” (for, you see, Alice had learned several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over)—“yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?” (Alice had not the slightest idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but she thought they were nice grand words to say.)

Come on, Princess," he called to the bench, and Carlotta bounced up. She was wide like the rest of them, but no man could fairly say she was too wide. The most that could be said was that she did not have much further to go before she would have to start squeezing it in and strapping it up, which she clearly did not do now. She let it hang where it was, and it did very nicely by itself. As she passed among the boys they looked her over with unconcealed envy, as though they knew she had something they didn't have but were not quite sure what it was. One thing was certain, she got more exercise than they did. The next to be noticed were her braids, they hung forward over her terrain, ignoring as much as possible her contours, like two shiny black meridianal lines demarking her longitudes as far down as the equator. It was not hard to imagine oneself spending a long lifetime on that bare little island alone, with no plan or ambition, too overcome with the heat to continue on south to the pole, far less return to the continents. Nothing productive could ever be accomplished there, but there would be comfort such as few men have known, there would be torpor. The body swelled with such thoughts, the mind shrank from them, and the longing eyes traveled finally up north, to where those meridians came together at a point above a bland white area vaguely charted, with few landmarks, no doubt sparsely inhabited. There the imagination halted.

La selección sexual es, por lo tanto, menos rigurosa que la selección natural. Generalmente, los machos más vigorosos, los que están mejor adecuados a su situación en la naturaleza, dejarán más descendencia; pero en muchos casos la victoria depende no tanto del vigor natural como de la posesión de armas especiales limitadas al sexo masculino. Un ciervo sin cuernos, un gallo sin espolones, habrían de tener pocas probabilidades de dejar numerosa descendencia. La selección sexual, dejando siempre criar al vencedor, pudo, seguramente, dar valor indomable, longitud a los espolones, fuerza al ala para empujar la pata armada de espolón, casi del mismo modo que lo hace el brutal gallero mediante la cuidadosa selección de sus mejores gallos.

As far as one journeys, as much as a man sees, from the turrets of the Taj Mahal to the Siberian wilds, he may eventually come to an unfortunate conclusion—usually while he’s lying in bed, staring at the thatched ceiling of some substandard accommodation in Indochina,” writes Swithin in his last book, the posthumously published Whereabouts, 1917 (1918). “It is impossible to rid himself of the relentless, cloying fever commonly known as Home. After seventy-three years of anguish I have found a cure, however. You must go home again, grit your teeth and however arduous the exercise, determine, without embellishment, your exact coordinates at Home, your longitudes and latitudes. Only then, will you stop looking back and see the spectacular view in front of you.

Butterhorn?” Ben asked, holding out a bag full of pastries. “Well, you did condemn yourself to bad luck just to get them for me,” I said, “So absolutely!” “Yeah,” Ben agreed, “they’d better be worth it.” “Mmmm, completely worth it,” I said with my mouth full. “The rest of you have to have some of these.” “Hmmm,” Sage mused, examining his, “no garlic. I’m not entirely sure my taste buds will know how to handle this.” “Um, you guys,” Rayna asked, “where am I driving?” “Excellent question-let’s find out!” I pulled the cribbage board out of duffel bag and handed it to Sage, pointing out the longitude and latitude notations on the back. “Where is that?” Sage took out his phone, then entered the coordinates. “Interesting.” “What?” I asked. “It’s not Antarctica, is it? I didn’t pack a parka.

La distancia que hay entre el arranque de la nariz y la punta de la barbilla es igual a dos tercios de la cara [...]. El ancho de la cara es igual al espacio entre la boca y las raíces del cabello y es una décima parte de la altura total [...]. La distancia que hay entre la parte superior de la oreja y la coronilla es igual a la distancia que va de la punta de la barbilla al rabillo del ojo y también a la distancia desde el ángulo de la barbilla hasta el de la mandíbula [...]. El pómulo se encuentra a medio camino entre la punta de la nariz y el extremo superior del maxilar [...]. El dedo gordo del pie es la sexta parte del pie, medido de perfil [...]. De la articulación de un hombro al otro hay la longitud de dos caras [...]. Desde el ombligo hasta los genitales hay la longitud de una cara.[15]

I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. 'I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) '--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again. 'I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there

La doctora von Blimenstein había convencido al pobre hombre de que sus temores tenían un origen puramente sexual y eran consecuencia de una sensación de desajuste provocada por la idea de que su pene no era tan largo ni tan potente como una pitón adulta y le había enviado de nuevo a trabajar en el serpentario, donde, tres semanas después, le había mordido, esta vez con fatales consecuencias, una mamba negra cuya longitud intentaba él comparar con la de su propio miembro erecto, el cual sabía que alcanzaba los dieciocho centímetros de longitud. «Treinta y cinco centímetros», acababa de deducir, apoyando la cabeza de la mamba contra su glans penis. Fue prácticamente lo último que pudo decir, pues la mamba, con ferocidad plenamente justificada por la absurda comparación, hundió los colmillos en su contrapartida simbólica. Tras lo cual, la doctora von Blimenstein se había apartado del psicoanálisis y se había decidido por un enfoque más conductista.

The first experimental determination that the speed of light was not infinite was made by the seventeenth-century Danish astronomer, Ole Romer. In 1676, Romer was attempting to solve one of the great scientific and engineering challenges of the age; telling the time at sea. Finding an accurate clock was essential to enable sailors to navigate safely across the oceans, but mechanical clocks based on pendulums or springs were not good at being bounced around on the ocean waves and soon drifted out of sync. In order to pinpoint your position on Earth you need the latitude and longitude. Latitude is easy; in the Northern Hemisphere, the angle of the North Star (Polaris) above the horizon is your latitude. In the Southern Hemisphere, things are more complicated because there is no star directly over the South Pole, but it is still possible with a little astronomical know-how and trigonometry to determine your latitude with sufficient accuracy for safe navigation.

Drinking Problem Yeah, you think you've got bugs You think you've got a problem Baby, you don't think enough At least I know who my At least I know who my friends are At least I know who my At least I know who my At least I know who my At least I know who my At least I know who my At least I know who my At least I know who my At least I know who my Yeah man you think you've got bugs Felt a lot of longitudes You've already done too much At least I know who my Even with your resolutions Hypocrisy is digging in You don't need a point of reference You just need to be afraid Even though I can't believe you It's not like I don't want to Anyone can make excuses At least I know who my Come on in if you think you've got bugs Come on in if you think you've got bugs Come on in if you think you've got bugs Come on in if you think you've got bugs Come on in if you think you've got bugs Come on in if you think you've got bugs At least I know who my At least I know who my friends are

Humans recognize the duality, autonomy, and latitude range of the mind and the body, and all humans comprehend their impending mortality. Unlike other animals, humankind knows despair brought about by understanding the inevitability of death of all living creatures. The radius of human thought touching upon the longitude of our transient existence causes infinite pain. Seeking to ameliorate existential anguish incites us to ponder spiritual matters, and this sphere of mental activity spurs us to contemplate the perimeter of unknown frontiers. Our ability to understand the compass of life and death allows us to view the circumference of the world as consisting of a past, a present, and a future in relation to our own lives. How a person views the range of their earthly life and how a person rationalizes their march towards a deathly outback creates a system of beliefs that separate people into classes, and the variations amongst class members’ belief systems supplements who we think we are.

For example, the central idea in Einstein's theory of general relativity is that gravity is not some mysterious, attractive force that acts across space but rather a manifestation of the geometry of the inextricably linked space and time. Let me explain, using a simple example, how a geometrical property of space could be perceived as an attractive force, such as gravity. Imagine two people who start to travel precisely northward from two different point on Earth's equator. This means that at their starting points, these people travel along parallel lines (two longitudes), which, according to the plane geometry we learn in school, should never meet. Clearly, however, these two people will meet at the North Pole. if these people did not know that they were really traveling on the curved surface of a sphere, they would conclude that they must have experienced some attractive force, since they arrived at the same point in spite of starting their motions along parallel lines. Therefore, the geometrical curvature of space can manifest itself as an attractive force.

Vitruvio, el arquitecto, escribe en su tratado de arquitectura que las medidas del hombre se distribuyen del siguiente modo: La longitud de los brazos extendidos de un hombre es igual a su altura. Desde el nacimiento del pelo hasta la punta de la barbilla es la décima parte de la altura de un hombre; desde la punta de la barbilla hasta la parte superior de la cabeza es un octavo de su estatura; desde la parte superior del pecho hasta el extremo de su cabeza será un sexto de un hombre. Desde la parte superior del pecho hasta el nacimiento del pelo será la séptima parte del hombre completo. La anchura mayor de los hombros contiene en sí misma la cuarta parte de un hombre. Desde los pezones hasta la parte de arriba de la cabeza será la cuarta parte del hombre. Desde el codo hasta la punta de la mano será la quinta parte del hombre; y desde el codo hasta el ángulo de la axila será la octava parte del hombre. La mano completa será la décima parte del hombre; el comienzo de los genitales [Il membro virile] marca la mitad del hombre. El pie es la séptima parte del hombre.

Nunca se me olvidará el día en que el capitán Creech se presentó a tomar el té sin previa invitación, en el momento en que recibíamos la visita del pastor inglés local y su esposa, invitados más por sentido del deber que por religiosidad. Para asombro nuestro, el capitán se comportó estupendamente: intercambió opiniones con el cura sobre serpientes de mar y la altura máxima de las olas, y explicó a su mujer la diferencia entre longitud y latitud. Hizo gala de ejemplares modales y nos sentíamos muy orgullosos de él, pero ya al final de la merienda la esposa del cura, con astucia extremada, consiguió llevar la conversación al tema de sus niños, tema que para ella era absorbente. Oyéndola se diría que no sólo era la única mujer del mundo que hubiera dado a luz, sino que además la concepción de sus hijos había sido inmaculada. Tras deleitarnos con un monólogo de diez minutos de duración sobre la increíble perspicacias de sus retoños, hizo una pausa momentánea para beberse el té. —Yo soy ya un poco viejo para tener niños —dijo entonces el capitán. La esposa del pastor se atragantó. —Pero —siguió diciendo el capitán con expresión satisfecha— me divierto mucho intentándolo. La merienda no fue un éxito

In 1498, Vasco da Gama the Portuguese navigator explored this eastern coast of Africa flanking the Indian Ocean. This led him to open a trade route to Asia and occupy Mozambique to the Portuguese colony. In 1840, it came under the control of the Sultan of Zanzibar and became a British protectorate in 1895, with Mombasa as its capital. Nairobi, lying 300 miles to the northwest of Mombasa is the largest city in Kenya. It became the capital in 1907 and is the fastest growing urban area in the Republic having become independent of the United Kingdom on December 12, 1963 and declared a republic the following year on December 12, 1964. Kenya is divided by the 38th meridian of longitude into two very different halves. The eastern half of Kenya slopes towards the coral-backed seashore of the Indian Ocean while the western side rises through a series of hills to the African Shear Zone or Central Rift. West of the Rift, the lowest part of a westward-sloping plateau contains Lake Victoria. This, the largest lake in Africa, receives most of its water from rain, the Kagera River and countless small streams. Its only outlet is the White Nile River which is part of the longest river on Earth. Combined, the Blue Nile and the White Nile, stretches 4,160 miles before emptying into the Mediterranean Sea.

If we impose on a map of the earth a 'world grid' with Giza (not Greenwich) as its prime meridian, then hidden relationships become immediately apparent between sites that previously seemed to be on a random, unrelated longitudes. On such a grid, as we've just seen, Tiruvannamalai stands on longitude 48 degrees east, Angkor stands on longitude 72 degrees east and Sao Pa stands out like a sore thumb on longitude 90 degrees east -- all numbers that are significant in ancient myths, significant in astronomy (through the study of precession), and closely interrelated through the base-3 system. So the 'outrageous hypothesis' which is being proposed here is that the world was mapped repeatedly over a long period at the end of the Ice Age -- to the standards of accuracy that would not again be achieved until the end of the eighteenth century. It is proposed that the same people who made the maps also established their grid materially, on the ground, by consecrating a physical network of sites around the world on longitudes that were significant to them. And it is proposed that this happened a very long time ago, before history began, but that later cultures put new monuments on top of the ancient sites which they continued to venerate as sacred, perhaps also inheriting some of the knowledge and religious ideas of the original navigators and builders.

I dreamt of a City to the West of here,” Dixon tries to recall, scrying in his Coffee-Mug, the wind blowing Wood-smoke in his eyes, “at some great Confluence of Rivers, or upon a Harbor in some inland Sea,— a large City,— busy, prospering, sacred.” “A Sylvan Philadelphia. . . .” “Well . . . well yes, now tha put it thah’ way,— ” “I hope you are prepar’d for the possibility, that waking Philadelphia is as sacred as anything over here will ever get, Dixon,— observe you not, as we move West, more and more of those Forces, which Cities upon Coasts have learn’d to push away, and leave to Back Inhabitants,— the Lightning, the Winter, an Indifference to Pain, not to mention Fire, Blood, and so forth, all measur’d upon a Scale far from Philadelphian,— whereunto we, and our Royal Commission, and our battery of costly Instruments, are but Fleas in the Flea Circus. We trespass, each day ever more deeply, into a world of less restraint in ev’rything,— no law, no convergence upon any idea of how life is to be,— an Interior that grows meanwhile ever more forested, more savage and perilous, until,— perhaps at the very Longitude of your ‘City,’— we must reach at last an Anti-City,— some concentration of Fate,— some final condition of Abandonment,— wherein all are unredeemably alone and at Hazard as deep as their souls may bear,— lost Creatures that make the very Seneca seem Christian and merciful.

I dreamt of a City to the West of here,” Dixon tries to recall, scrying in his Coffee-Mug, the wind blowing Wood-smoke in his eyes, “at some great Confluence of Rivers, or upon a Harbor in some inland Sea,— a large City,— busy, prospering, sacred.” “A Sylvan Philadelphia. . . .” “Well . . . well yes, now tha put it thah’ way,— ” “I hope you are prepar’d for the possibility, that waking Philadelphia is as sacred as anything over here will ever get, Dixon,— observe you not, as we move West, more and more of those Forces, which Cities upon Coasts have learn’d to push away, and leave to Back Inhabitants,— the Lightning, the Winter, an Indifference to Pain, not to mention Fire, Blood, and so forth, all measur’d upon a Scale far from Philadelphian,— whereunto we, and our Royal Commission, and our battery of costly Instruments, are but Fleas in the Flea Circus. We trespass, each day ever more deeply, into a world of less restraint in ev’rything,— no law, no convergence upon any idea of how life is to be,— an Interior that grows meanwhile ever more forested, more savage and perilous, until,— perhaps at the very Longitude of your ‘City,’— we must reach at last an Anti-City,— some concentration of Fate,— some final condition of Abandonment,— wherein all are unredeemably alone and at Hazard as deep as their souls may bear,— lost Creatures that make the very Seneca seem Christian and merciful.” “Eeh, chirpy today . . . ?

A native is a man or creature or plant indigenous to a limited geographical area - a space boundaried and defined by mountains, rivers, or coastline (not by latitudes, longitudes, or state and county lines), with its own peculiar mixture of weeds, trees, bugs, birds, flowers, streams, hills, rocks, and critters (including people), its own nuances of rain, wind, and seasonal change. Native intelligence develops through an unspoken or soft spoken relationship with these interwoven things: it evolves as the native involves himself in his region. A non-native awakes in the morning in a body in a bed in a room in a building on a street in a county in a state in a nation. A native awakes in the in the center of a little cosmos - or a big one, if his intelligence is vast - and he wears this cosmos like a robe, senses the barely perceptible shiftings, migrations, moods, and machinations of its creatures, its growing green things, its earth and sky. Native intelligence is what Huck Finn had rafting the Mississippi, what Thoreau had by his pond, what Kerouac had in Desolation Lookout and lost entirely the instant he caught a whiff of any city. But some have it in cities - like the Artful Dodger, picking his way through a crowd of London pockets; like Mother Teresa in the Calcutta slums. Sissy Hankshaw had it on freeways, Woody Guthrie in crowds of fruit pickers, Ghandi in jails. Almost everybody has a dab of it wherever he or she feels most at home..

Blue Planet Phenomenon. she’s from the pink planet called Constellation he’s from the dark planet beyond under a constant monitor no love a interplanetary phenomenon he’s an interstellar she’s studying astronomy what they have seen sets in motion their biology they will meet on the blue planet they should know better it’s death if they get together interplanetary love is forbidden their passion keep it hidden they should know better but they must be together to the blue planet love velocity interstellar crossing Earth’s longitudes hiding their love in the new years eve multitudes they should know better their love still not allowed under another planets blanketing cloud Planet Earth in unified love new years eve blue planet phenomenon she will fall pregnant their baby conceived at a time of human unity their unborn baby and united humanity become one in harmony interstellar before they’re discovered too late their love uncovered they should know better it’s death for forbidden love together trial on dark planet they will all die today “kill them now” judgment say they plea for their unborn baby’s mercy a reprieve child leniency only for their baby clemency “bring on the birth” authorities say a unpredicted baby delivery conceived in a time of human unity a love descendant of humanity interstellar love racing interplanetary embracing human love emanating from their newborn baby blanketing pink planet with love blanketing dark planet with love two planets authority depleting two planets a love meeting now love not forbidden love never to be hidden interstellar love plea she and he with their baby to go free By R.M. Romarney.

Eastern Standard Time Poetry speaks to all people, it is said, but here I would like to address only those in my own time zone, this proper slice of longitude that runs from pole to snowy pole down the globe through Montreal to Bogota. Oh, fellow inhabitants of this singular band, sitting up in your many beds this morning— the sun falling through the windows and casting a shadow on the sundial— consider those in other zones who cannot hear these words. They are not slipping into a bathrobe as we are, or following the smell of coffee in a timely fashion. Rather, they are at work already, leaning on copy machines, hammering nails into a house-frame. They are not swallowing a vitamin like us; rather they are smoking a cigarette under a half moon, even jumping around on a dance floor, or just now sliding under the covers, pulling down the little chains on their bed lamps. But we are not like these others, for at this very moment on the face of the earth, we are standing under a hot shower, or we are eating our breakfast, considered by people of all zones to be the most important meal of the day. Later, when the time is right, we might sit down with the boss, wash the car, or linger at a candle-lit table, but now is the hour for pouring the juice and flipping the eggs with one eye on the toaster. So let us slice a banana and uncap the jam, lift our brimming spoons of milk, and leave it to the others to lower a flag or spin absurdly in a barber's chair— those antipodal oddballs, always early or late. Let us praise Sir Stanford Fleming the Canadian genius who first scored with these lines the length of the spinning earth. Let us move together through the rest of this day passing in unison from light to shadow, coasting over the crest of noon into the valley of the evening and then, holding hands, slip into the deeper valley of night.

My own observations had by now convinced me that the mind of the average Westerner held an utterly distorted image of Islam. What I saw in the pages of the Koran was not a ‘crudely materialistic’ world-view but, on the contrary, an intense God-consciousness that expressed itself in a rational acceptance of all God-created nature: a harmonious side-by-side of intellect and sensual urge, spiritual need and social demand. It was obvious to me that the decline of the Muslims was not due to any shortcomings in Islam but rather to their own failure to live up to it. For, indeed, it was Islam that had carried the early Muslims to tremendous cultural heights by directing all their energies toward conscious thought as the only means to understanding the nature of God’s creation and, thus, of His will. No demand had been made of them to believe in dogmas difficult or even impossible of intellectual comprehension; in fact, no dogma whatsoever was to be found in the Prophet’s message: and, thus, the thirst after knowledge which distinguished early Muslim history had not been forced, as elsewhere in the world, to assert itself in a painful struggle against the traditional faith. On the contrary, it had stemmed exclusively from that faith. The Arabian Prophet had declared that ‘Striving after knowledge is a most sacred duty for every Muslim man and woman’: and his followers were led to understand that only by acquiring knowledge could they fully worship the Lord. When they pondered the Prophet’s saying, ‘God creates no disease without creating a cure for it as well’, they realised that by searching for unknown cures they would contribute to a fulfilment of God’s will on earth: and so medical research became invested with the holiness of a religious duty. They read the Koran verse, ‘We create every living thing out of water’ - and in their endeavour to penetrate to the meaning of these words, they began to study living organisms and the laws of their development: and thus they established the science of biology. The Koran pointed to the harmony of the stars and their movements as witnesses of their Creator’s glory: and thereupon the sciences of astronomy and mathematics were taken up by the Muslims with a fervour which in other religions was reserved for prayer alone. The Copernican system, which established the earth’s rotation around its axis and the revolution of the planet’s around the sun, was evolved in Europe at the beginning of the sixteenth century (only to be met by the fury of the ecclesiastics, who read in it a contradiction of the literal teachings of the Bible): but the foundations of this system had actually been laid six hundred years earlier, in Muslim countries - for already in the ninth and tenth centuries Muslim astronomers had reached the conclusion that the earth was globular and that it rotated around its axis, and had made accurate calculations of latitudes and longitudes; and many of them maintained - without ever being accused of hearsay - that the earth rotated around the sun. And in the same way they took to chemistry and physics and physiology, and to all the other sciences in which the Muslim genius was to find its most lasting monument. In building that monument they did no more than follow the admonition of their Prophet that ‘If anybody proceeds on his way in search of knowledge, God will make easy for him the way to Paradise’; that ‘The scientist walks in the path of God’; that ‘The superiority of the learned man over the mere pious is like the superiority of the moon when it is full over all other stars’; and that ‘The ink of the scholars is more precious that the blood of martyrs’. Throughout the whole creative period of Muslim history - that is to say, during the first five centuries after the Prophet’s time - science and learning had no greater champion than Muslim civilisation and no home more secure than the lands in which Islam was supreme.

Queen Anne of England established the Longitude Act in 1714, and offered a monetary prize of over a million in today’s dollars to anyone who invented a method to accurately calculate longitude at sea. Longitude is about determining one’s point in space. So one might ask what it has to do with clocks? Mathematically speaking, space (distance) is the child of time and speed (distance equals time multiplied by speed). Thus, anything that moves at a constant speed can be used to calculate distance, provided one knows for how long it has been moving. Many things have constant speeds, including light, sound, and the rotation of the Earth. Your brain uses the near constancy of the speed of sound to calculate where sounds are coming from. As we have seen, you know someone is to your left or right because the sound of her voice takes approximately 0.6 milliseconds to travel from your left to your right ear. Using the delays it takes any given sound to arrive to your left and right ears allows the brain to figure out if the voice is coming directly from the left, the right, or somewhere in between. The Earth is rotating at a constant speed—one that results in a full rotation (360 degrees) every 24 hours. Thus there is a direct correspondence between degrees of longitude and time. Knowing how much time has elapsed is equivalent to knowing how much the Earth has turned: if you sit and read this book for one hour (1/24 of a day), the Earth has rotated 15 degrees (360/24). Thus, if you are sitting in the middle of the ocean at local noon, and you know it is 16:00 in Greenwich, then you are “4 hours from Greenwich”—exactly 60 degrees longitude from Greenwich. Problem solved. All one needs is a really good marine chronometer. The greatest minds of the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries could not overlook the longitude problem: Galileo Galilei, Blaise Pascal, Robert Hooke, Christiaan Huygens, Gottfried Leibniz, and Isaac Newton all devoted their attention to it. In the end, however, it was not a great scientist but one of the world’s foremost craftsman who ultimately was awarded the Longitude Prize. John Harrison (1693–1776) was a self-educated clockmaker who took obsessive dedication to the extreme.

Lo que sigue es una pregunta de un examen de física en la Universidad de Copenhague: «Describa cómo se puede determinar la altura de un rascacielos con un barómetro». Un alumno respondió: «Se ata un largo cabo de cuerda al cuello del barómetro y entonces se descuelga el barómetro desde el tejado del rascacielos hasta el suelo. La longitud de la cuerda más la longitud del barómetro será igual a la altura del edificio». Esta original respuesta irritó tanto al examinador que el estudiante fue suspendido. El estudiante recurrió basándose en que su respuesta era indiscutiblemente correcta y la universidad nombró un árbitro independiente para decidir el caso. El árbitro juzgó que la respuesta era realmente correcta pero no mostraba ningún conocimiento apreciable de la física. Para resolver el problema se decidió llamar al estudiante y concederle seis minutos para que pudiera dar una respuesta oral que mostrase al menos una mínima familiaridad con los principios básicos de la física. Durante cinco minutos, el estudiante se sentó en silencio, centrado en sus pensamientos. El árbitro le recordó que el tiempo estaba corriendo, a lo que el estudiante respondió que tenía varias respuestas pero que no sabía cuál utilizar. Al ser advertido de que debía apresurarse, el estudiante respondió como sigue: «En primer lugar, se puede llevar el barómetro hasta el tejado del rascacielos, dejarlo caer desde el borde y medir el tiempo que tarda en llegar al suelo. La altura del edificio puede calcularse entonces a partir de la fórmula H = 0.5gt2. Pero ¡adiós barómetro! »O si hay sol, se podría medir la altura del barómetro, ponerlo luego vertical y medir la longitud de la sombra. Luego se podría medir la longitud de la sombra del rascacielos y, a partir de ahí, es una simple cuestión de aritmética proporcional calcular la altura del rascacielos. »Pero si uno quiere ser muy científico, se podría atar un corto cabo de cuerda al barómetro y hacerlo oscilar como un péndulo, primero al nivel del suelo y luego en el tejado del rascacielos. La altura se calcula por la diferencia en la fuerza gravitatoria restauradora T = 2π(l/g)1/2. »O si el rascacielos tiene una escalera de emergencia exterior, sería más fácil subirla y marcar la altura del rascacielos en longitudes del barómetro, y luego sumarlas. »Por supuesto, si simplemente se quiere ser aburrido y ortodoxo, se podría utilizar el barómetro para medir la presión del aire en el tejado del rascacielos y en el suelo, y convertir la diferencia de milibares en metros para saber la altura del edificio. »Pero puesto que continuamente se nos exhorta a ejercer la independencia mental y aplicar métodos científicos, indudablemente la mejor manera sería llamar a la puerta del conserje y decirle “Si usted quiere un bonito barómetro nuevo, le daré este si me dice la altura de este rascacielos”». El estudiante era Niels Bohr

Your attitude determines your altitude, latitude and longitude. So make sure you got the right one if you plan on going places.

Today, the latitude and longitude lines govern with more authority than I could have imagined forty-odd years ago, for they stay fixed as the world changes it’s configuration underneath them—with continents adrift across a widening sea, the national boundaries repeatedly redrawn by war or peace.

The map of the Critical Social Justice world is not composed of the coordinate systems of latitude and longitude, but the invisible power structures derived from a Foucaldian understanding of human relations.

Thacker’s witty neologism is apparently the first coinage of the word chronometer. What he said in 1714, perhaps in jest, later gained acceptance as the perfect moniker for the marine timekeeper. We still call such a device a chronometer today. Thacker’s chronometer, however, was not quite as good as its name.

Surely one of the most astute, succinct dismissals of fellow hopefuls came from the pen of Jeremy Thacker of Beverly, England. Having heard the half-baked bids to find longitude in the sound of cannon blasts, in compass needles heated by fire, in the moon’s motion, in the sun’s elevation, and what-else-have-you, Thacker developed a new clock ensconced in a vacuum chamber and declared it the best method of all: “In a word, I am satisfied that my Reader begins to think that the Phonometers, Pyrometers, Selenometers, Heliometers, and all the Meters are not worthy to be compared with my Chronometer.

The measurement of longitude meridians, in comparison, is tempered by time. To learn one’s longitude at sea, one needs to know what time it is aboard ship and also the time at the home port or another place of known longitude—at that very same moment. The two clock times enable the navigator to convert the hour difference into a geographical separation. Since the Earth takes twenty-four hours to complete one full revolution of three hundred sixty degrees, one hour marks one twenty-fourth of a spin, or fifteen degrees. And so each hour’s time difference between the ship and the starting point marks a progress of fifteen degrees of longitude to the east or west. Every day at sea, when the navigator resets his ship’s clock to local noon when the sun reaches its highest point in the sky, and then consults the home-port clock, every hour’s discrepancy between them translates into another fifteen degrees of longitude.

When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big and expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes

Por ahí, en el ancho mundo, existen personas excepcionales. Tienen tanta energía positiva que la transmiten sin quererlo a los demás. La contagian. Viven en otra longitud de onda y su vibración remueve las ondas cerebrales circundantes, otorgándonos pasión por la vida.

When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock

Nuestro watan se conocerá a partir de ahora como Emirato Islámico de Afganistán. Éstas son las leyes que nosotros aplicaremos y vosotros obedeceréis: Todos los ciudadanos deben rezar cinco veces al día. Si os encuentran haciendo otra cosa a la hora de rezar, seréis azotados. Todos los hombres se dejarán crecer la barba. La longitud correcta es de al menos un puño por debajo del mentón. Quien no lo acate, será azotado. Todos los niños llevarán turbante. Los niños de uno a seis años llevarán turbantes negros, los mayores lo llevarán blanco. Todos los niños deberán vestir ropa islámica. El cuello de la camisa se llevará abotonado. Se prohíbe cantar. Se prohíbe bailar.

the treasure ship went to the bottom in latitude forty-five degrees south, and longitude twenty-seven east from Washington.

Lying in state now in an exhibit case at London’s National Maritime Museum, H-4 draws millions of visitors a year. Most tourists approach the Watch after having passed the cases containing H-1, H-2, and H-3. Adults and youngsters alike stand mesmerized before the big sea clocks. They move their heads to follow the swinging balances, which rock like metronomes on H-1 and H-2. They breathe in time to the regular rhythm of the ticking, and they gasp when startled by the sudden, sporadic spinning of the single-blade fan that protrudes from the bottom of H-2. But H-4 stops them cold. It purports to be the end of some orderly progression of thought and effort, yet it constitutes a complete non sequitur. What’s more, it holds still, in stark contrast to the whirring of the going clocks. Not only are its mechanisms hidden by the silver case enclosure, but the hands are frozen in time. Even the second hand lies motionless. H-4 does not run. It could run, if curators would allow it to, but they demur, on the grounds that H-4 enjoys something of the status of a sacred relic or a priceless work of art that must be preserved for posterity. To run it would be to ruin it.

The active quest for a solution to the problem of longitude persisted over four centuries and across the whole continent of Europe. Most crowned heads of state eventually played a part in the longitude story, notably King George III of England and King Louis XIV of France.

In the course of their struggle to find longitude, scientists struck upon other discoveries that changed their view of the universe. These include the first accurate determinations of the weight of the Earth, the distance to the stars, and the speed of light.

Christopher Wren, architect of St. Paul’s Cathedral.

(Multiplying a difference in hours by fifteen degrees gives only an approximation of location; one also needs to divide the number of minutes and seconds by four, to convert the time readings to degrees and minutes of arc.) Nor had timepieces enjoyed any significant advances by 1622, when English navigator Thomas Blundeville proposed using “some true Horologie or Watch” to determine longitude on transoceanic voyages.

Huygens, best known as the first great horologist, swore he arrived at the idea for the pendulum clock independently of Galileo. And indeed he evinced a deeper understanding of the physics of pendulum swings—and the problem of keeping them going at a constant rate—when he built his first pendulum-regulated clock in 1656. Two years later Huygens published a treatise on its principles, called the Horologium, in which he declared his clock a fit instrument for establishing longitude at sea. By 1660, Huygens had completed not one but two marine timekeepers based on his principles.

After the fractious second trial of the Watch in the summer of 1764, the Board of Longitude allowed months to pass without saying a word. The commissioners were waiting for the mathematicians to compare their computations of H-4’s performance with the astronomers’ observations of the longitude of Portsmouth and Barbados, all of which had to be factored into the judging. When they heard the final report, the commissioners conceded that they were “unanimously of opinion that the said timekeeper has kept its time with sufficient correctness.” They could hardly say otherwise: The Watch proved to tell the longitude within ten miles—three times more accurately than the terms of the Longitude Act demanded! But this stupendous success gained Harrison only a small victory. The Watch and its maker still had lots of explaining to do.

The painting now hangs in the gallery at the Old Royal Observatory. It shows Harrison as a man to be reckoned with. Dressed in a chocolate brown frock coat and britches, he sits surrounded by his inventions, including H-3 at his right and the precision gridiron-pendulum regulator, which he built to rate his other timepieces, behind him. Even seated he assumes an erect bearing and a look of self-satisfied, but not smug, accomplishment. He wears a gentleman’s white wig and has the clearest, smoothest skin imaginable. (The story of Harrison’s becoming fascinated with watch-works in childhood, while recuperating from an illness, holds that he suffered a severe case of smallpox at the time. We must conclude, however, that the tale is tall, or that he experienced a miraculous recovery, or that the artist has painted out the scars.)

Sometimes, she thinks he’s right to worry. Because adventure, it turns out, is a dangerously seductive word. It reaches underneath Violet’s ribcage and pulls, like a cosmic string attuned to a compass point elsewhere. She spends hours cloistered in the library, poring over a map in its appropriately sized atlas folio splendour, until her vision bleeds faint blue latitude and longitude lines. She collects city names like other people collect spare change, letting words linger in unfamiliar satisfaction. She imagines, too, what it would be like to be that person heaving the bag over her shoulders, her diary stuffed with tales of the delights and dangers on the road. The stories she would bring back, wonder itself captured in her scrawled handwriting. A dozen languages on her lips, a hundred histories at her fingertips, every sight unforgettable. See? Seduction. Ambrose tells her it’ll fade as she gets older. But that peculiar time when magic fades and cynicism sets in never happens, so there’s always a part of her waiting for something.

When the curve of their neck suddenly becomes the only path you want to take. When their lips are your longitude and the unique swirl of color in the center of their irises is your latitude. And every part of you knows that as long as they’re breathing you have a reason to stay alive.

El llamado último «discurso» de Buda es, por ejemplo, el relato de sus últimos meses de vida e incluye la descripción de los acontecimientos que siguieron a la muerte del Maestro (que, por supuesto, no pueden haber sido narrados por Siddhattha). Además, numerosas disertaciones fueron pronunciadas por sus discípulos y no directamente por el Perfecto; cuando ello ocurre, aparece así registrado al inicio de la narración y sus contenidos son parte integral de las Enseñanzas. La División de narraciones consta de cinco colecciones, a saber: 1. Colección de narraciones largas 2. Colección de narraciones de longitud mediana 3. Colección de narraciones relacionadas 4. Colección de aforismos graduales 5. Colección de textos menores

La atención humana decae cuando una oración tiene más de 15-20 palabras. Una de las soluciones más fáciles para disminuir la longitud de las frases largas consiste en sustituir las conjunciones por puntos.

The name Legion, connotes a number of about 6,000 troops. It is believed that a Roman troop of soldiers in that day was about 6,000. So the name (code) of this group of demons was “legion,” or 6,000. Certain codes are given to specific demon groups which rule over specific locations! This is why the demon legion group 6,000 did not want to be cast out of the region but begged to remain in the area. Geographical locations through out the earth are organized through lines of longitude and latitude. For instance, the location of Kampala, Uganda is 0.3476* N, 32.5825* E (The * symbol connotes degrees). The principalities and powers which rule over this area (and every area in the world) keeping the locals captive are organized numerically and must be dealt with regionally. It is the Kingdom of God which is preached in an area to a people in order replace a demonic system with the superior Kingdom of God.

When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes… But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges… and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to a rock.

Los colores con menos longitud de onda son los violetas y los azules, mientras que los que tienen mayor longitud de onda son los naranjas y los rojos.

What went wrong? To begin with, there seems to have been little coordination between the radio room and the bridge. The procedure for handling incoming messages was fuzzy at best. Any message affecting the navigation of the ship was meant to go straight to the bridge, but Phillips and Bride were no navigators; the jumble of longitudes and latitudes meant nothing to them. Their method of handling a message really depended on how it was addressed, rather than what it was about.

In 1714, Isaac Newton and the British Crown put up the Longitude Prize—a challenge to improve naval navigation with a prize purse of £20,000.

En el área metropolitana de El Cairo respiran más de veintidós millones de personas; en el distrito de El’Arafa doscientas cincuenta mil, que se asfixian. El’Arafa, un lugar también conocido como «La ciudad de los muertos». No es ningún barrio cairota, es el cementerio principal. Un camposanto de ocho kilómetros de longitud y mil quinientos años de antigüedad. El complejo está compuesto por siete necrópolis contiguas en las que se integran toda suerte de tumbas, mausoleos y panteones, muchos de los cuales llevan tiempo ocupados y se han convertido en infraviviendas. En El Cairo, aparte de los moradores de El’Arafa, también se estima que viven a oscuras medio millón de homies, de niños de la calle.

Ahora se por qué: el esfuerzo de escribir un cuento corto es tan intenso como empezar una novela. Pues en el primer párrafo de una novela hay que definir todo: estructura, tono, estilo, ritmo, longitud, y a veces hasta el carácter de algún personaje. Lo demás es el placer de escribir, el más íntimo y solitario que pueda imaginarse, y si uno no se queda corrigiendo el libro por el resto de la vida es porque el mismo rigor de fierro que hace falta para empezarlo se impone para terminarlo.

ALAN: (…) Lo que realmente somos es la longitud total de nosotros mismos, nuestro entero tiempo, y cuando llegamos al fin de esta vida, todos esos seres, todo nuestro tiempo serán nosotros… el verdadero tú, el verdadero yo (…). KAY: (…) Olvidar que el tiempo no está devorando nuestras vidas… destrozando, arruinándolo todo… para siempre… ALAN: No, todo está muy bien, Kay. Te buscaré ese libro. (Va hacia la puerta, pero se vuelve). Sabes, me parece que gran parte de nuestra preocupación nace de que consideramos al tiempo como el devorador de nuestras vidas. Por eso nos precipitamos los unos sobre los otros, y nos lastimamos mutuamente. KAY: Como una escena de pánico en un barco que se hunde. ALAN: Sí, exactamente así. KAY (sonriéndole): Pero tú no haces esas cosas… ¡Tú eres tan bueno! ALAN: Pienso que es más fácil no hacerlas, una vez que se ha adoptado un punto de vista más ámplio. KAY: ¿Como si fueramos seres… inmortales? ALAN (sonriendo): Sí, y lanzados a una magnífica aventura.

Margo se adentró en el museo, evitando las zonas destinadas al público, hasta llegar al pasillo denominado «Broadway», que recorría el edificio en toda su longitud (seis manzanas) y, según se decía, era el más largo de Nueva York. Las paredes estaban ocupadas por

El cuerno que hacía sonar era negro, brillante, retorcido; lo tenía que sostener con las dos manos porque su longitud sobrepasaba la altura de un hombre.

ANTOECI  (ANTO'ECI)   n.s. It has no singular.[Lat. to inhabit.] In geography, those inhabitants of the earth, who live under the same meridian, and at the same distance from the equator; the one toward the north, and the other to the south. Hence they have the same longitude, and their latitude is also the same, but of a different denomination. They are in the same semicircle of the meridian, but opposite parallels. They have precisely the same hours of the day and night, but opposite seasons; and the night of the one is always equal to the day of the other.Chambers.

facts in the sense of an individual past. Facts were like longitude on a map, measurements of temporal relativity, evoking but not containing the myriad associations, tones, colours, remarks, incidents, feelings that formed the patchwork brocade of a life.

The lines of his face were the longitude and latitude of his life. The

Time is to clock as mind is to brain. The clock or watch somehow contains the time. And yet time refuses to be bottled up like a genie stuffed in a lamp. Whether it flows as sand or turns on wheels within wheels, time escapes irretrievably, while we watch. Even when the bulbs of the hourglass shatter, when darkness withholds the shadow from the sundial, when the mainspring winds down so far that the clock hands hold still as death, time itself keeps on.

Intentaré explicarlo un poco mejor. Christian Doppler se percató en 1842 de que al escuchar la sirena de un camión de bomberos, por ejemplo, el sonido difería ligeramente si éste se acercaba o se retiraba. Al aproximarse a nosotros, escuchamos un sonido más agudo que cuando se aleja. Los tonos de menor longitud de onda son más agudos y los de mayor longitud de onda, más graves. Con la luz sucede algo semejante: las ondas luminosas que emite un foco que se aproxima a nosotros tendrá una tonalidad más «azulada» (de menor longitud de onda), mientras que si el foco se aleja, su tonalidad será más «rojiza» (de mayor longitud de onda). Contando

You’ve probably seen latitude and longitude specfied in both degrees/minutes/seconds, such as (47°38’34’’, 122°32’32’’), and in decimal values, such as (47.64, -122.54). With the Geolocation API we always use decimal values. If

Also notice that longitude West and latitude South are represented by negative values.

Could animals have migrated to a part of the world they were previously familiar with (latitude and longitude)? We’ve always wondered this. If a continent ended up at a particular place on the globe, and migratory animals thrived in those former areas before continental movement, is it possible that some attempted to migrate back to that original latitude and longitude?

The reality of money is of the same type as the reality of centimeters, grams, hours, or lines of longitude. Money is a way of measuring wealth but is not wealth in itself. A chest of gold coins or a fat wallet of bills is of no use whatsoever to a wrecked sailor alone on a raft. He needs real wealth, in the form of a fishing rod, a compass, an outboard motor with gas, and a female companion.

Уверяют, будто Людовик XIV, увидев новые карты своих владений, основанные на точном определении долготы, посетовал, что геодезисты отняли у него больше земель, чем неприятель.

Usa el tricolon. Un tricolon es una frase que contiene tres partes de igual longitud, como «Eye it, try it, buy it» (el eslogan de Chevrolet en los años cuarenta, «Míralo, pruébalo, cómpralo»), «Sé sincero, sé breve y permanece sentado» (consejo a los oradores de Franklin Delano Roosevelt), y «Ubicación, ubicación, ubicación» (frase popular entre los agentes inmobiliarios). La cadencia de tres palabras o frases resulta realmente potente.

There was no present, no past, no future. No sadness, no sorrow, because those were ordinary little human emotions that required a frame of reference, and she had none to cling to. She had caved in, become a measureless void, no poles, no lines of latitude or longitude. She was an emptiness bigger than galaxies, unmapped and unmappable.

En la memoria del Sr. JOHN HARRISON, vecino de Red-Lion Square, Londres. Inventor del reloj marino para comprobar la LONGITUD en el mar.

Arrhenius took into account the fact that a warming would produce more water vapor, which would trap more heat, which would produce more warming, and so on. Recognizing that the earth’s surface is not a single uniform temperature, he spent two years doing tedious pencil and paper calculations of the earth’s temperature on a longitude-latitude grid. What Arrhenius was doing was beginning to quantify the structure of Tyndall’s blanket. His conclusion was that a CO2 doubling would produce a warming of 2.5–4°C. As Archer observes, “[t]here have been revisions, discoveries, missteps, and wrong directions, as in any science, but on the whole not much has changed in the past century.”16

idea of the latitude and longitude of Treasure Isle, which,

Dayan se despertó sintiendo un cuerpo blando y delicioso pegado a su costado. Erinni. Ella le deslizaba los labios por el cuello y susurró su nombre. Dayan se estremeció. ¿Qué le hacía esta mujer? Cuando estaba con ella perdía el norte. O todavía peor, el corazón. Erinni se puso de rodillas a su lado, apartó la sábana que lo cubría y se colocó encima de él, dejando un camino de besos sobre su pecho. Cuando le deslizó una mano por el abdomen y le rodeó la polla con los dedos, él soltó un grito. –¡Oh! ¡Lo siento! –exclamó ella apartándose rápidamente, pero él la alcanzó y la devolvió al lugar en el que estaba. –Me has sorprendido, eso es todo. –Creí que te había hecho daño. –¿Daño? –La risa reverberó en su pecho–. No, me estaba gustando mucho. Sigue. Ella volvió a rodear la polla con la mano y pasó el pulgar por el glande. Erinni le estaba dando un nuevo significado a la palabra “placer”. Estaba seguro que cada gota de sangre de su cuerpo se estaba acumulando entre sus piernas. La presión era violenta, y cada roce depositaba otra sensación más sobre las que ya tenía. Entonces ella se deslizó hacia abajo. Dayan le enredó los dedos en el pelo y la guio hacia su pene. Con el primer contacto de su boca el deseo se descontroló y apretó los dientes. Levantó la cabeza porque tenía que mirarla, no podía perderse ni un momento mientras sentía su boca sobre él. Ella pestañeó, y sus calientes ojos lo golpearon directamente en el corazón. Aquella dulce boca abierta para él, con unos labios golosos perfectos para introducir su polla. La vio sacar la lengua para lamerlo como si fuera un caramelo. Ella gimió, y él perdió la razón. –Chúpamela –le ordenó–. Métela en la boca y chúpala. Erinni se limitó a arquear una ceja y a lamerle los testículos, deslizando el pulgar de arriba hacia abajo por toda la dura longitud. –No me gusta que me den órdenes. Dayan le dio un suave tirón en el pelo. Erinni se estaba burlando de él y eso era una mala idea. Se tensó y apretó la mandíbula mientras intentaba dominarse, pero ella deslizó la lengua una vez más y le rozó el sensible glande con los dientes. Gimió de placer. Jamás había sentido un deseo tan doloroso y al mismo tiempo tan… ¿perfecto? Se agarró la polla y la guio hacia la boca de Erinni. –Chúpamela ahora mismo –ordenó con voz tensa. No estaba bien, pero ya le pediría perdón después. Ahora mismo necesitaba sentir la húmeda y ardiente boca calentando su polla. En el momento en que ella enroscó la lengua allí, Dayan contuvo el aliento. El deseo lo consumió mientras Erinni movía la cabeza. Lo introdujo hasta el fondo de la garganta antes de empezar a chupar con fuerza. Dayan casi perdió la razón. Después ella le lamió el glande y le clavó las uñas en los muslos. El deseo creció con rapidez y lo llevó hasta los límites de su control. Dayan comenzó a jadear. Le tiró del pelo intentando detenerla. Las sensaciones ardientes y abrasadoras iban en su contra. Por todos los dioses, no iba a durar mucho tiempo. Pero se negó a correrse en su boca. Lo haría en su coño porque aquél se había convertido en su lugar favorito. A pesar de lo mucho que le gustaba su boca, necesitaba estar dentro de su parte más íntima, haciéndola llegar al orgasmo una y otra vez antes de dejarse llevar también por la locura. Pero primero tenía que emborracharse con su sabor, sentir su jugosa miel en los labios y la lengua. La apartó de su polla y ella gimió de frustración. La sorprendió cuando la rodeó con los brazos y la alzó sobre su propio cuerpo, colocando los muslos de Erinni a ambos lados de su cabeza. (Dayan y Erinni. Capítulo 7, parte A.)

fter nearly four months of being on the road, nothing seemed to faze them. This is a really annoying quality; you want to be miserable, but those around you refuse to yield their sunny dispositions.

September was not deterred. “This is too cool!” she exclaimed. “How often do you get to go to a riot before church? Stand up straight,” she said quietly to the kids, “look confident and just act like you know what you’re doing.” She lifted up the police tape, dragged the kids under it, and started marching them across the overpass. I couldn’t believe it. Well, actually I could. September’s mother had spent a day in jail a few years earlier for crossing a police line when she tried to drive down her own street, which had been blocked for a parade. I hadn’t known that a defective gene could cause one to disregard a police line. “You can’t do this!” I protested, trailing along. “You want to get pepper sprayed?

I had either been insulted or praised. Perhaps both.

She had sunk at latitude 77°15 N, longitude 155° E, a little more than seven hundred miles south of the North Pole.

Muchos años más tarde, cuando empecé las prácticas de cirugía estética, comprendí algo que se me había escapado aquel día en la cocina, cuando intenté convencer a Thalia de que cambiara Tinos por un internado londinense. Comprendí que el mundo no ve el interior de las personas, y que poco importan las esperanzas, penas y sueños que albergamos bajo una máscara de piel y hueso. Es así de sencillo, cruel y absurdo. Mis pacientes lo sabían. Veían cuanto eran, serían o podían aspirar a ser, supeditado a la simetría de su estructura ósea, al espacio entre los ojos, la longitud del mentón, la proyección de la nariz, la idoneidad del ángulo nasofrontal. La belleza es un inmenso e inmerecido regalo que se reparte al azar, sin ton ni son.

just longitude and latitude. Thirty-seven degrees, fifty-six minutes north by one hundred seven degrees, forty-nine minutes west.

Zeno map, drawn in 1380, showing the exact latitude and longitude of a number of islands, despite the fact that the instrument required to determine longitude had not been invented until 1765. A Chinese map on stone from 1137, formed on a spherical grid, as was the Camerio map of 1502, despite the fact that it was accepted in the Middle Ages and into the Renaissance that the earth was flat. The Orontius Fineus map, drawn in 1531 and The Zauche map of 1737, showing Antarctica, the existence of which was not verified until 1819, but free of the overlying ice sheet.

I pace along the edge of the marsh, too afraid to follow her, not for the first time. This is it, this is the geographical limit of how far I’ll go for Ossie. We are learning latitude and longitude in school, and it makes my face burn that I can graph the coordinates of my own love and courage with such damning precision.

El que siembra escasamente, también segará escasamente; y el que siembra generosamente, generosamente también segará. 2 CORINTIOS 9.6 El «evangelio de la prosperidad» dice que Dios quiere que sus seguidores sean ricos y tengan todo lo mejor de la vida: casas grandes y raras, automóviles caros de lujo, los armarios más ostentosos y así sucesivamente. Esto impulsado por la herejía de la codicia es popular porque declara que la función principal de Dios es repartir bienes materiales a su pueblo. El movimiento afirma ser capaz de enseñar a la gente (mediante grandes cantidades de remuneración) cómo conectarla a la longitud de onda espiritual correcta para que Dios le entregue todo el dinero y los bienes imaginables para complacer cada indulgencia personal. También la cultura secular hace llamamientos falsos a ser próspero mediante el trabajando duro, ganando tanto dinero como sea posible, entonces acaparar, ahorrar e invertir su dinero tan astutamente como sea posible. A su juicio, es la única manera de aumentar su patrimonio neto y garantizar una jubilación próspera. Ninguna de esas filosofías para hacerse rico, sin embargo, puede coincidir con el verdadero camino de Dios para la prosperidad. El Señor está interesado en sus necesidades materiales, y realmente Él tiene un plan para su prosperidad financiera que promete satisfacer todas sus necesidades. Él no deja de lado el trabajo duro, el ahorro o la inversión sabia, pero rechaza aberraciones como el evangelio de la prosperidad y los métodos centrados en el hombre, basados en la acumulación y acaparamiento. El plan de Dios para la prosperidad genuina del creyente, como se indica en su Palabra, es simplemente este: Usted y yo debemos dar lo que tenemos. Segunda Corintios 9.6–15 dilucida el camino de Dios hacia la prosperidad como ningún otro pasaje de las Escrituras. El cristiano generoso nunca debe temer no tener suficiente. Eso es porque cuanto más se da, más Dios le da a cambio.

Los términos “medicina” y “meditación” proceden de la misma raíz latina mederi, que significa “curar”. La raíz indoeuropea profunda de mederi transmite, además, el significado esencial de “medir” pero, en este caso, no se refiere tanto a la noción habitual de “medida” como una relación cuantitativa con el criterio establecido de una determinada propiedad como la longitud, el volumen o el área, sino a la noción platónica de que todas las cosas tienen su propia medida interna, la cualidad o “esencia” que hacen que el objeto sea lo que es. En este sentido, la medicina es el procedimiento destinado a restaurar, cuando ésta se ve perturbada, la mesura interior adecuada, y la meditación consistiría en la percepción directa y el conocimiento experiencial profundo de la naturaleza de esta magnitud.

they had no way of reckoning longitude.

She and Harriet Warner were worlds apart not only in looks, but also their place on earth–a monarch butterfly and a luna moth. Each had been dropped into lives that were polar opposites, traveling along different longitudes lines destined never to intersect.

Joe Pike watched his friend Elvis Cole leave the Burger King parking lot, then entered the longitude and latitude into his GPS. Pike was not using a civilian GPS. He used a military handheld known as a Defense Advanced GPS Receiver, which was also known as a dagger. The DAGR was missile-guidance precise, could not be jammed, and contained the cryptography to use the Army and Air Force GPS satellite system. The DAGR was illegal for civilians to own, but Pike had used it in remote locations throughout Africa, the Middle East, and parts of Central and South America. These were military contract jobs for multinational corporations, mostly, but also the United States government. The government gave the DAGR to him even though it was a crime for him to own it. Governments do that. Thirty-two

Knowing your latitude and longitude is not the same as knowing where you are.

The laws of political economy cannot be bent to suit the differences of latitude and longitude.

John “Longitude” Harrison was born March 24, 1693, in the county of Yorkshire, the eldest of five children.

Halley had become England’s second astronomer royal in 1720, after John Flamsteed’s death. The puritanical Flamsteed had reason to roll over in his grave at this development, since in life he had denounced Halley for drinking brandy and swearing “like a sea-captain.” And of course Flamsteed never forgave Halley, or his accomplice Newton, for pilfering the star catalogs and publishing them against his will.

longitude 65 degrees, 15 minutes north, and latitude 41 degrees, 18 minutes west.

E não experimentei por experimentar, como o garoto que atira o brinquedo contra à parede para saber de que é feito -- não me diminuas; fi-lo, talvez, pela necessidade de me conhecer, de me decifrar, de saber a que altitudes ou profundidades os meus pulmões se aguentam, a que longitudes e latitudes me sustento longe de casa ou fora do útero da minha mãe -- compreendes?

Well,” I replied, “this may be a bit off the subject, but Heikichi wasn’t the only one who had it on his mind. The mystery writer Seicho Matsumoto wrote about it in his book Longitude 139 Degrees East. You may not be as well versed in mystery novels as I am. Have you ever heard of it?

Then there’s the novel A Golden Key, by Akimitsu Takagi.” “Which has something to say about this same longitude?

Harrison, now a London resident and forty-eight years old, faded into his workshop and was hardly heard from during the nearly twenty years he devoted to the completion of H-3, which he called his “curious third machine.

Newton grew impatient. It was clear to him now that any hope of settling the longitude matter lay in the stars. The lunar distance method that had been proposed several times over preceding centuries gained credence and adherents as the science of astronomy improved. Thanks to Newton’s own efforts in formulating the Universal Law of Gravitation, the moon’s motion was better understood and to some extent predictable. Yet the world was still waiting on Flamsteed to finish surveying the stars. Flamsteed, meticulous to a fault, had spent forty years mapping the heavens—and had still not released his data. He kept it all under seal at Greenwich. Newton and Halley managed to get hold of most of Flamsteed’s records from the Royal Observatory, and published their own pirated edition of his star catalog in 1712. Flamsteed retaliated by collecting three hundred of the four hundred printed copies, and burning them.

Newton died in 1727, and therefore did not live to see the great longitude prize awarded at last, four decades later, to the self-educated maker of an oversized pocket watch.

One [method] is by a Watch to keep time exactly. But, by reason of the motion of the Ship, the Variation of Heat and Cold, Wet and Dry, and the Difference of Gravity in different Latitudes, such a watch hath not yet been made.” And not likely to be, either, he implied.