Monday, December 25, 2006

We either make ourselves happy or miserable. The amount of work is the same.

 –Carlos Castaneda

 

Stardate: 1223.06 0935hrs.

 

INCOMING MESSAGE

 

WHITE SANDS QUADRANT

 

SENDING INTITY

The Dunshee DAK, MD, AAGC

 

Priority:

Alpha 3

 

Security Clearance:

Beta Zed

 

SUBJECT

Specimens for analysis per your request : Supplemantal

  

I lament the necessity of having to inform you that the Main Dunshee has devoured all anomalous specimens reserved for analysis despite my valiant and not inconsiderable efforts. Failure was inevitable…. They were assimilated.

 

I have therefore substituted the misfits with what is locally called;  “Pretty Cookies” along with an additional “find” of a mummified medieval mini Mudhead from the Santa Clara Sector (possibly a “missing link” from the Teletubbian evolutionary tree.) Please instruct Cmdr. Lucky to analyze the strange protuberances in the cranial region.

 

 Local legend gives the origin of these anomalies as having something to do with incestuous liaisons. The contemporary hypothesis that they are “meteorite cushions” is somewhat suspect. Have also sent with this shipment a sample of meteorites from the Buckeye sector.  Science officer  Lucky may find these samples unusual as they are used as an energy source in the X-mastian culture.

 

 The Dunshee, DAK, MD, AAGC 

Out.

It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day to day basis. –Margaret Bonnano 

 

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,… I am just a puppy fresh out of the womb, crawling around blind on the floor of the world.

                                                                                        Matt Taibbi

 Captain’s Log:

Stardate 1224.06

 

Lt. Stitch has laid in a course to rendezvous with the Supply Ship FedUps @ 10 hundred hours where we will receive shipment of rare specimens from the White Sands Sector.

The Dunshee of White Sands has requested our help in the analysis of these items.  I have ask Cmdr. Lucky, the Anaglyph’s science officer to accompany me.

Fry Out.

 

It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present.And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. :You must be hatched or go bad.

 –C.S. Lewis

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Sunday, December 10, 2006

Do not follow the ideas of others, but learn to listen to the voice within yourself. Your body and mind will become clear and you will realize the unity of all things.

                                                                                                  Dogen

 

Captain’s Log

Stardate 1209.06

 

Oh hidden Life
Vibrant in every atom

Oh hidden Light
Shining in every creature

Oh Hidden Love
Embracing all in Oneness

May all who feel themselves
As one with Thee

Know they are therefore
One with Every Other

                                                                             Annie Besant’s Mantra

 

 

 

Mitakuye oyasin – All my relations

Lakota saying

 

Fry Out.

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Monday, December 4, 2006

Do not think you will necessarily be aware of your own enlightenment.

 Dogen

 

 

Captain’s Log: Supplemental  “In Search of the Saguaros”

 

The Saguarotonians are an extremely family oriented species and the birth of every offspring is cause for celebration. The Saguaros are a long-lived race and do not reproduce sooner than their 85th year.  I had arrived fortuitously at just the right time to witness one of these celebrations.  A youthful mother of 125 years had just given birth and the entire population had turned out to congratulate her and her mate. As All Points led the way I could see Saguaros young and old in all directions arriving to offer acknowledgement and welcome to the new arrival.

 

When we arrived All Points introduced me to the proud mother.  Her name, loosely translated, was Spikie Sharp.  Her little one’s name was Rayzor.  Spikie was proudly displaying her new born to all who came. 

 

There were hugs all around and I offered my congratulations then All Points and I took our leave. It was a wonderful site to witness and I will always remember my visit to the shy and gentle “Saguaros”.

 

As I made my way back to the Orion I made record of some of the other citizens of this idyllic race.

 

 

 

Back on board the Anaglyph I immediately went to sickbay to get de-pricked.

 

Fry Out.

 

Before enlightenment, mountains are mountains and rivers are rivers.
With enlightenment, mountains are no longer mountains and rivers are no longer rivers.
After enlightenment, mountains are again mountains and rivers are again rivers.

                                                                                      - Zen saying

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Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.

  Antoine de Saint-Exupery

 

 

Captain/s Log Supplemental:  “In Search of the Saguaros”

 
 

Stardate: 1127.06

 

As I slowly lowered my phaser, I was approached by the largest of the group  (I later learned that his name was All Points.), and was surprised when he raised his arms in praise!

 

I assumed that the group of Saguarotonians had mistaken me for one of their gods.    I soon discovered, however, that the “Saguaros”, as they called themselves, were in a constant state of awe and wonder.  They would, in a typical state, raise their arms upwards in gratitude toward their creator for the gift of “Life and Awareness”.

 

 

Much to my surprise and no small discomfort All Points approached and embraced me.  Despite the prickly sensations all over my body the experience was one of peace and genuine love. A soft gentle voice entered my mind saying, simply, “You are welcome to our home.”

 

After I had thanked him for his kindness, All Points invited me to accompany him so that he could introduce me to the rest of  the “Saguaros”. I had arrived at an auspicious moment.  The birth of a new offspring had just take place and the entire population had gathered to congratulate the proud parents.  Consequently, as I made my way in the direction All Points had indicated, all greeted me with open arms and gentle embraces. 

 

 (Note to Starfleet:  Kevlar clothing is recommended attire for future visitors to the Saguarotonians.)

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

Fry Out.

 

Amy Tan:

I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.

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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.–The Talmud

 

 

Captain’s Log

Stardate: 1127.06

An Away Team composed of me, myself and I went in search of new life forms.  Leaving Cmdr. Lucky and Lt. Stitch in command of the Anaglyph I proceeded to the surface in hopes of finding the elusive Saguarotonians.

According to texts written by the ancient Parkling culture, the Saguarotonian’s once inhabited vast swaths of land somewhere in the Tucson sector (OVIS)* of the Arizona quadrant.  My mission was to search out any remaining “Saguaros” and chronicle what was left, if anything, of their way of life.

Once on the surface, I made multiple scans using my tricorder but with negative results.  After 24 hours of searching I concluded that the Saguarotonians had quietly and anonymously vanished from the universe and into the mists of time.

I made my way back to Orion where I would rest before returning to the Anaglyph.

I had been asleep for approximately 30 minutes when onboard sensors, detecting anomalous readings sounded the intruder alert. After turning off the alarms I could hear something scratching at the hull of the Orion like  thousands of needles snowboarding on a slate blackboard.  I set my phaser to stun and exited the Orion not knowing if I would ever see my crew and the Anaglyph again.  As I closed the airlock and turned to face my future I froze. There, in front of me, as far as the eye can see and in all directions was what I had been searching for; the ancient and graceful “Saguaros”

 

 

 

 

 

  To be continued…

* Once a Vast Inland Sea

People travel to wonder at the height of the mountains, at the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and yet they pass by themselves without wondering. –Augustine

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Friday, November 24, 2006

It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.

Carl G. Jung  

 

 

Stardate:  1124.06

Mission Report

Science expedition Stardate 1123.6

                                                                    FINAL REPORT CONCERNING

                                                       MUMMIFIED REMAINS OF ANCIENT LIFEFORM

                                                                    Supplemental Findings

                                                               Submitting officer

                                                                      COMMANDER LUCKY

SCIENCE OFFICER USS ANAGLYPH

To: Chief Biologist Admiral Dunshee

CC: Starfleet Anthropologist Lt. Commander Denton

 

Stardate 1124.6Lt.

 

 Stitch and I beamed to the planets surface to investigate anomalous readings received in sector 12 of the Tucson quadrant.   Initial sensor readings indicated an additional burial site located 20.065 meters from our original excavation. Upon further investigation we recovered two more specimens.Tri-corder readings indicated the age of the remains is roughly 2.3 billion years.

The cause of death appears to have been the result of a small but intense meteor shower.

 We continue to be mystified by our findings but have prepared an initial hypotheses as follows: Again; Searching Starfleet records I found a reference to an ancient race of people known as “Teletubbyians” of which there were four distinct sub species.  

  1. Popopidopians (Poo-poo-pee-du-pee-ans)
  2. Lalalians
  3. Tinkywinkydinkians
  4. Dipsyshitsionians

  Lt. Stitch and I agree that this specimen is more than likely a member of the sub species “Lala” as it shows no features that are normally associated with the other four classes and has the distinctive “curled” reproductive organ normally associated with the Lalaians.   

I am submitting these images to Starfleet for further analysis:

 

 Cmdr. Lucky preforms intitial sensor readings.

Lt. Stitch takes arial suvey of burial site.

 

 

 Complete burial site.

 

Possible runes found on guidance mechanism.

  False color enhancement of “fin”.

 

  cause of death; small meteor shower

                                                 Possible communications device.

Respectfully submitted

                                                                          Commander P.D. Lucky

Chief Science Officer

USS Anaglyph

 

The simplest questions are the most profound. Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change.
Richard Bach

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Saturday, November 18, 2006

From Starfleet Archives : 21 Century Space Exploration

Mars rover may get one-way ticket!

 
By Paul Rincon
Science reporter, BBC News

 

The chief scientist on Nasa’s Mars rover mission is contemplating whether to send Opportunity into a large crater with no means of getting back out. 

 


 

The Opportunity rover was pictured at the edge of the crater

 

 Nasa Scientist, Steve Squyers said; “I don’t want to go into this crater until we’ve either found a way out or sort of convinced ourselves that there probably isn’t one. In other words, I want to go in with knowledge of the consequences. “But even if we find there’s no way out, we’ll probably go in anyway, because there’s just so much to be gained.

 

 

The Opportunity rover communicates with NASA

Scientists after it recieves commands to proceed on

a possible one way trip into Victoria crater.

 

 

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
William Congreve

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Thursday, November 16, 2006

When you look at the stars and the galaxy, you feel that you are not just from any particular piece of land, but from the solar system.

                                                              Kalpana Chawla

 

 

Priority Message

Security Clearance Alpha 1

 

Commanding Science Officer

Starfleet Command

Admiral Dunshee

 

 Suggest further research.

Your specimens are possibly of an androgynous species.  Camouflage?  Or skin lesions leading to untimely death. Your ship may have been exposed to alien pathogens.  Decontamination of Anaglyph is suggested.

Symptoms manifested differently in primary subject.

 

( May not have been highborn, could have been of servant class.  Some cultures buried servants, pets etc to aid in their journey to the afterlife.)

 

Will pass your report on to Starfleet Anthropologist Lt. Commander Denton for further analysis.

 

Post further reports via this channel

Security Clearance Beta Zed.

 

Admiral Dunshee

Out.

 

The most difficult thing in the world is to know how to do a thing and to watch someone else doing it wrong, without commenting.
T. H. White

 

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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

A subtle thought that is in error may yet give rise to fruitful inquiry that can establish truths of great value.

                                                                                    Isaac Asimov 

                                          

  Stardate:  1113.06

Mission Report

Science expedition Stardate 1112.6

FINAL REPORT CONCERNING

 MUMMIFIED REMAINS OF ANCIENT LIFEFORM

Submitting officer

 COMMANDER LUCKY


                                               SCIENCE OFFICER USS ANAGLYPH 

 

On Stardate 1111.6 Lt. Stitch and I beamed to the planets surface to investigate anomalous readings received in sector 12 of the Tucson quadrant.

 

 Initial sensor readings indicated nothing amiss. Upon further investigation however, I came upon the mummified remains of an ancient life form (fig.1)& (Fig.1a). 

 

 I have made an initial analysis of the remains and have formulated the following hypothesis:

 

 The individual interred in this burial site was obviously someone of high social status as we found the remains of what appears to be a form of limbless canine (fig. 2) buried along with the “mummy”.

 

Searching Starfleet records I found a reference to an ancient race of people known as “Raggdollians” of which there were two sub species of the family “Ann-andyuns”. Lt. Stitch and I agree that this specimen is more than likely a member of the sub species “Ann” as it shows no features that are normally associated with the “Andy-un” class.  This is not conclusive as the only way to identify the differences is by their attire.Our analysis was hindered in this respect as this specimen was buried naked.

 

 

I am submitting these images to Starfleet for further analysis.

 

 

 
 
 

Respectfully submitted

Commander P.D. Lucky

Science Officer

                                                                                         USS Anaglyph

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