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0014-Earthset.jpegEarthset and Ohm Crater8 visiteEarthset captured through the Orion Spacecraft window during the Artemis II crew’s flyby of the Moon.
The dark portion of the Earth is experiencing nighttime. On Earth’s day side, swirling clouds are visible over Australia and Oceania.
In the foreground, Ohm Crater on the Moon has terraced edges and a flat Floor interrupted by Central Peaks.
Artemis II’s historic lunar flyby on Monday was one of new milestones and spaceflight records, but it was also deeply resonant with the past. After flying farther beyond the Earth than any human has ever been before—beating the record set in 1970 during Apollo 13 by about 4,102 miles—and seeing parts of the moon no humans had ever witnessed, the crew recreated “Earthrise,” one of the most famous photographs of all time, with a small twist.
Instead of Earthrise, the Artemis II photo is of Earthset, capturing the surface of the moon and the crescent-lit Earth setting beyond it in the same frame.
In 1968, a year of global political unrest, the crew of Apollo 8 was on a similar flight around the moon, on a test of a spacecraft that would be used for future lunar landings. In an unplanned moment, crew member William “Bill” Anders snapped a photo of the Earth and the moon in the same frame. The photo, called “Earthrise,” would become iconic—inspiring the global environmental movement in the years before the establishment of Earth Day in 1970.MareKromiumMag 07, 2026
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mov2.gifStrange! (a GIF-Movie by Tim Beech)105 visiteThis sequence (showing something that appear to be some sort of "strange movements" near a semi-buried Martian rock) is cropped from the last 10 (ten) frames of a video taken on Sol 6 by the Lander for the Mars Pathfinder Rover.
This possible evidence of unual movements on a world that should be totally still (but we know that is not!) was discovered by Mr. Tim Beech, which I personally thank for the work he made.
The intriguing detail, however, is very hard to be seen nere, but if you know how to look and study a series of pictures, I'm sure you'll find it. Good Luck anyway!MareKromiumApr 29, 2026
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ZG-Mercury_occulted_by_the_Moon-2026Feb18-Melandri.jpgOccultation (Credit & Copyright: Fabrizio Melandri)107 visitenessun commentoMareKromiumApr 26, 2026
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Z-Thalassa_and_Despina.jpgThalassa and Despina transiting (Credits: NASA/JPL - Voyager 2 Mission; Credits for the additional process.: "zelario12" - https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en)118 visitenessun commentoMareKromiumApr 26, 2026
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Z-Naiad.jpgNaiad transiting Neptune (Credits: NASA/JPL - Voyager 2 Mission; Credits for the additional process.: "zelario12" - https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en)101 visitenessun commentoMareKromiumApr 26, 2026
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Z-Despina.jpgDespina transiting Neptune (Credits: NASA/JPL - Voyager 2 Mission; Credits for the additional process.: "zelario12" - https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en)110 visiteImmagine molto "datata", ma sempre molto bella ed ottimamente elaborata da tale "zelario12", al quale faccio i miei complimenti.MareKromiumApr 26, 2026
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BlackHoleViz_Schnittman_1080_annotated.jpgNear a Black Hole and Disk (Image Credits: NASA's GSFC, J. Schnittman & B. Powell; Text: Francis Reddy (U. Maryland, NASA's GSFC - Credits for the Author of lyrical prose: Dr. Paolo C. Fienga)165 visiteWas ist, wenn…
(…Für einige ist Gerechtigkeit die Wahrheit, während andere glauben, dass Gerechtigkeit Rache bedeutet.
Da ich nun die Wahrheit kenne und Gerechtigkeit will, werde ich nach Rache streben.
Und Rache soll mein sein…)
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Als ich ein Kind war, brachte mir mein Vater vor langer Zeit bei, den Himmel zu beobachten und die Namen der Sterne und Sternbilder zu lernen.
Er lehrte mich, das Unendliche über uns zu lieben und mir viele Fragen zu stellen.
Ich musste das tun, obwohl ich wissen musste, dass ich nie eine Antwort bekommen hätte.
Aber ich sollte zuschauen, lernen und meditieren.
Egal, was das Ergebnis all dieser Bemühungen gewesen sein mag.
Jetzt, nachdem viele Jahre vergangen sind, mache ich immer noch das Gleiche.
Wenn ich mich nachts in mein Bett lege, sehe ich die Sterne, verloren in einer nie endenden Dunkelheit.
Wenn ich im Morgengrauen aufwache und mich umschaue und sehe, was ich tun soll, sehe ich nur Leere. Banalitäten. Elend. Wahnsinnige Streitigkeiten, die ihren Ursprung in unserer unfassbaren Ignoranz und Dummheit haben. Ich höre albernes Geschwätz, Dialoge voller Gemeinplätze, leerer Versprechungen und offensichtlichen Unsinn.
Dann frage ich mich jeden Tag, was die Welt eigentlich antreibt, und ich verstehe, dass unsere Welt nicht von Glauben, Energie, Schönheit, Liebe oder Empathie und Mitleid angetrieben wird.
Unsere Welt basiert auf Lügen.
Die gleichen Lügen, die dazu führen, dass wir ein elendes Leben führen, auf der verzweifelten Suche nach dem, was unserer Meinung nach gut für uns ist.
Wir glauben, dass alles gut gehen wird und wir am Ende unsere wohlverdiente Belohnung erhalten.
Wir werden schnell, präzise, pünktlich, rechtmäßig und nachsichtig sein.
Dies alles wurde uns beigebracht, was wir zum Überleben brauchten und nützlich waren.
Deshalb glauben wir auch, dass alles, was wir studiert und gelernt haben, die Wahrheit ist.
Und die Wahrheit wird uns frei machen.
Wir glauben an ein endloses Universum, das wie eine Uhr funktioniert. Nur, dass diese Uhr ewig ist. Unveränderlich. Fest.
Wir glauben, dass das Universum nicht vollständig erklärt werden muss, weil es sich allein dadurch erklärt, dass es existiert und wir es sehen können.
Zumindest ein kleiner Teil davon.
Die Bücher erklären dies auf viele Arten. Und diese Erklärungen sind die Wahrheit.
Eine Wahrheit, die uns lebenswert macht.
Aber…
Was wäre, wenn unsere Lehrer uns belügen würden?
Und das Gleiche taten unsere Lieben, als sie sagten, dass sie uns liebten?
Müssen wir an die Liebe glauben, nur weil Liebe etwas Ewiges und Endloses ist?
Müssen wir glauben, dass Liebe etwas ist, das alle unsere Hoffnungen, Illusionen, Enttäuschungen, Fehler und Fehlverhalten erklären kann?
Was wäre, wenn unser Motor, den wir „Liebe“ genannt haben, einfach etwas zutiefst Falsches und Nichtexistentes wäre?
Und wenn es wirklich existiert, ist es einfach in seinen Grundlagen falsch und funktioniert tatsächlich nicht richtig, indem es uns dazu drängt, Dinge zu tun und an sie zu glauben, die uns nicht wirklich am Herzen liegen und an die wir nicht wirklich glauben?
Was wäre, wenn alle unsere Träume, Opfer und guten Taten nur Illusionen wären, die auf einem tiefgreifenden Missverständnis beruhen?
Eine Fehleinschätzung der Realität?
Was wäre, wenn wir alle von der Liebe in die Irre geführt werden, weil die Liebe einfach nicht existiert und wenn sie existiert, dann etwas ist, wovon wir nachts nur träumen, wenn die Decke unserer tiefsten Wahrheiten verschwindet und wir so von der kranken und nackten Realität umgeben sind?
Die Realität, dass wir ganz allein sind, ewig verloren in einem Universum, das nur in unseren Gedanken lebt?
In unseren unerreichbaren Träumen?
In unserem falschen und schwindenden Mitleid und Mitgefühl?
Vielleicht in unserem leeren und opportunistischen Glauben?
Was wäre, wenn die Wahrheit darin bestünde, dass es überhaupt keine Wahrheit gibt?
Was wäre, wenn wir alle unerwünschten Söhne einer viel zu anspruchsvollen Mutter und eines schelmischen Vaters wären?
Was wäre, wenn nichts wirklich real wäre oder zumindest nicht so real wäre, wie wir dachten?
Deshalb brauchen wir Lügen.
Wir brauchen sie, um unsere Missetaten und die immer noch ungestrafte intellektuelle Arroganz zu rechtfertigen.
Aber vor allem brauchen wir Lügen, um unsere eigene erbärmliche Existenz zu rechtfertigen, die keinen anderen und weiteren Sinn hat, als andere ihres guten Rechts zu berauben, zu glauben, dass wir zutiefst falsch lagen.
Wir brauchen Lügen, um unsere mangelnde Fähigkeit zu erklären, die Dinge so zu sehen, wie sie wirklich sind, zum Beispiel als nichts.
Das Universum ist leer.
Wie das Paradies und die Hölle: Sie sind alle leer.
So wie wir.
Und jetzt, in meinem hohen Alter, und jetzt, wo alle meine Tränen vergossen und ausgetrocknet sind und jetzt, wo all die Schmerzen, die mein Fleisch geerbt hat, gekommen und gegangen sind, kann ich endlich meine Augen öffnen und mich umschauen.
Aber es gibt nichts zu sehen.
Nichts, wofür es sich zu leben oder zu kämpfen lohnt.
Niemand mehr, den man hassen und lieben kann.
Ich bin allein, in diesem endlosen Nichts, das dieses ganze und nichtexistierende Universum umhüllt.
Ich bin allein.
Das Universum existiert nicht.
Und wenn es jemals existierte, ist es jetzt verstorben.
Und das tat ich auch.
Amen.
MareKromiumApr 14, 2026
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AuroraTree_Wallace_960.jpgThe Aurorae Tree (Image Credit & Copyright: Alyn Wallace)132 visiteDeath Will Come And Will Have Your Eyea
Death will come and will have your eyes.
This death that accompanies us
From morning to night, sleepless,
Deaf, like an old remorse,
Or an absurd vice.
Your eyes will be a vain word,
A silent cry, a silence.
This is how you see them every morning,
When you bend over yourself alone,
In the mirror.
O dear Hope,
That day we too will know
That you are life and you are nothing.
Death has a gaze for everyone.
Death will come and will have your eyes.
It will be like giving up a vice,
Like seeing in the mirror,
Reemerging, a dead face.
Like listening to a closed lip.
And we will descend, into the whirlpool, silent.
(Cesare Pavese, March 22, 1950)
MareKromiumApr 14, 2026
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Equinox_at_the_Pyramid_of_the_Feathered_Serpent.jpgEquinox at the Pyramid of the Feathered Serpent (Image Credit & Copyright: Robert Fedez - Credits for the Author of lyrical prose: Dr. Paolo C. Fienga)141 visiteWhat If…
(…Justice, according to some, is Truth, while Others believe that Justice means Vengeance.
Now, since I know the Truth and I want Justice, I will seek for Revenge.
And Revenge shall be mine…)
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When I was a child, long ago, my Father taught me to watch the Sky, learn the name of the Stars and Constellations.
He taught me to love the Infinite above us and ask myself lots of questions.
I had to do that, even though I had to know that I could have never get any answer. But I was supposed to watch, learn, and meditate. No matter what the outcome of all those efforts might have been.
Now, after many years have come and gone, I still do the same.
When I lay down, in my bed, at night, I see the Stars, lost in a never-ending Darkness.
When I wake up, at dawn, and I look around and what I’m supposed to do, I only see emptiness. Banalities. Misery. Insane disputes that have their foundation in our unfathomable ignorance and stupidity.
I hear inane chatters, dialogues full of commonplaces, empty promises, and clear nonsenses.
Then I ask myself, every day, what actually powers the World, and I understand that our World is not powered by Faith, Energy, Beauty, Love or Empathy and Pity.
Our World runs on lies.
The same lies that make us go through miserable and dead-slow days, spent in an often-desperate search of what we believe is good for us.
We believe that everything will work fine and that, in the end, we shall get our well-deserved reward.
We shall be prompt, precise, on time, rightful and forgiving.
This, all this is what we have been taught that we needed and useful to survive.
So, we also believe that everything we have studied and learned, is the Truth.
And the Truth shall make us free.
We believe in an endless Universe that works like a clock. Only that this Clock is eternal. Immutable. Fixed.
We believe that the Universe does not need to be fully explained, because it explains itself just by the fact that it exists, and we can see it.
At least, a small part of it.
The books explain this in many ways.
And those explanations are the Truth.
A Truth that makes us worthy of living.
But…
What if our teachers lied to us?
And the same was done by our loved ones, when they said they loved us?
Do we have to believe in Love just because of the fact that Love is something eternal and endless?
Do we have to believe that Love is something fit to explain all our hopes, illusions, disappointments, mistakes, and misconducts?
What if our engine, what we have named “Love”, is just something deeply false and nonexistent?
And, if it really does exist, is simply wrong in its foundations and is actually malfunctioning, pushing us at doing and believing in things we do not truly care and believe in?
What if all our dreams, and sacrifices, and good actions, are just illusions founded on a profound misunderstanding?
A misperception of Reality?
What if we are all misled by Love because Love simply does not exist and, if it does, it is something we just dream of, at night, when the blanket of our deepest Truths disappears, thus leaving us surrounded by the sick and naked Reality?
The Reality that we are all alone, eternally lost in a Universe that only lives in our minds?
In our unachievable dreams?
In our fake and fading pity and empathy?
In our empty and opportunistic Faith, perhaps?
What if the Truth is that there is no Truth at all?
What if we are all the unwanted sons of a way too demanding Mother and a mischievous Father?
What if nothing is actually real or, at least, not as real as we thought it was?
That is why we need lies.
We need them to justify our misdeeds and still unpunished intellectual arrogance.
But, above all, we need lies to justify our own pathetic existence that has no other and further meaning, but depriving Others from their good right to believe that we were deeply wrong.
We need lies to explain our lack of capacity to see things for what they really are, such as nothing.
The Universe is empty.
Like the Paradise and Hell: they are all empty.
Like us.
And now, in my old age, and now, that all my tears have been shed and dried up, and now, that all the pains that my flesh is heir to have come and gone, I can finally open my eyes and look around.
But there is nothing to see.
Nothing to live or fight for.
Nobody to hate, and nobody to love, anymore.
I’m alone, in this endless nothing that wraps the whole and inexistent Universe.
I’m alone.
The Universe does not exist.
And, if it ever existed, it’s now passed away.
And so did I.
Amen.
MareKromiumApr 14, 2026
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IC_4592_The_Blue_Horsehead_Reflection_Nebula.jpgIC 4592: The Blue Horsehead Reflection Nebula (Image Credit & Copyright: Rabeea Alkuwari)129 visite“...Inferno è quando le giuste imprese non si compiono.
Inferno è quando ogni seme di rosa, non diventa rosa.
Inferno è quando la rosa si convince che non profuma.
L'Inferno è un passaggio a livello aperto verso un muro...”
Alessandro d'AveniaMareKromiumApr 14, 2026
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SOL3075_-_Don_Davis.jpgClouds over Curiosity (Credits: NASA/JPL; Credits for the additional process. and color: Don Davis)122 visiteL'immagine, in sè, potrebbe anche essere carina. Ma questo tipo di colorizzazione non esiste. Nemmeno su Marte. Evidentemente anche il "Grande " Don Davis - di cui ho apprezzato molto il lavoro negli anni, sta invecchiando o si è piegato alle logiche cromatiche NASA.
Decidete Voi.MareKromiumApr 10, 2026
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Europa_-_PIA26331-_JunoCam_6solgdm_width-1320.pngEuropa from Juno (Credits: Image data: NASA/JPL-Caltech/SwRI/MSSS; Image processing: Björn Jónsson)138 visiteJupiter’s moon Europa was captured by the JunoCam Instrument aboard NASA’s Juno Spacecraft during the Mission’s close flyby on Sept. 29, 2022. Data from NASA’s Juno mission has provided new insights into the thickness and subsurface structure of the icy shell encasing Jupiter’s moon Europa. Using the spacecraft’s Microwave Radiometer (MWR), mission scientists determined that the shell averages about 18 miles (29 kilometers) thick in the region observed during Juno’s 2022 flyby of Europa. The Juno measurement is the first to discriminate between thin and thick shell models that have suggested the ice shell is anywhere from less than half a mile to tens of miles thick.
Slightly smaller than Earth’s moon, Europa is one of the solar system’s highest-priority science targets for investigating habitability. Evidence suggests that the ingredients for life may exist in the saltwater ocean that lies beneath its ice shell. Uncovering a variety of characteristics of the ice shell, including its thickness, provides crucial pieces of the puzzle for understanding the moon’s internal workings and the potential for the existence of a habitable environment.MareKromiumApr 08, 2026
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