All Around 360
[Resource] 360 Panoramas: This one comes in thanks to LiLi, who showed me this site ONLINE, where you can look around Paris while perched on The Eiffel Tower. Check that one out [Here on PhotoJPL]. Oh, but there's more, and a LOT more! Like hitting up Time Square, or spinning around the Chinese Lantern Festival.
Now WARNING! Danger Will Robinson!!! They have sound and it's almost always annoying music. Quick, when you click a link, go to the bottom of the panorama and click the square audio icon to turn it the hell off. OFF!!! I don't know who is browsing the music and actually WANTS to hear sound coming from a website, but it ain't me. Moving on... while there is no way that PhotoJPL can replace that true experience of a place, it makes for a tasty exploration to get your mouth wet and to familiarize yourself with a target before you actually go there. Check out http://photojpl.com/ for panoramas of places, museums, festivals, and more!
The Vegas Underground
[Port] The Shadow of Vegas: After reading the article "Lost Vegas" in The Sun, I realized that the world being built beneath Las Vegas is even more extensive than the one in the New York City subways, and worlds away from the ratfest beneath Tucson. Underground cities are nothing new to our civilization, and they're perfect destinations for darklovers such as myself.

Entering the tunnels beneath Vegas is no "holiday in the sun", but it sure beats out trying to outrace a subway train. Similar to Tucson, the storm tunnels themselves are the entrance. You're looking at 'em:

Photo by Rex

And inside the tunnels? Rats? Falling pieces of metal and concrete? Zombies? You'd be surprised.

Photo by Austin Hargrave

I'll tell you, this is already more organized than the tunnels in New York. Also, it shows a heightened degree of trust in this community, as these bikes in the photo would never be safe sitting out like that in New York. The organization in the kitchen also shows that they cook together, and my guess is that they have many communal gatherings to keep everyone knit tight as a group. In the shadow of Las Vegas, there is something growing and thriving.

The Vegas tunnels definitely have much more run-off than the ones in Tucson, as the floors are damp or wet at all times. Almost everything is up on crates, boards, or shipping palettes. The "elevated" feeling gives the underground city its own unique texture and atmosphere. I really need to go check this out, and pack me a bag as full of food and spirits and go pay a visit. The underground city, filled with what the Sun was calling "The Tunnel People", has many smiling faces in the darkness, and many families who live here in the shadows.

Photo by Austin Hargrave

And? They have entire areas set aside for graffiti and art, down within the warm darkness where no police will go to stop them from making their art. There is much more in the article, including full-color and full-resolution versions of each photo. Check it out [Here on The Sun].

The Song of the Day: This time, the Song of the Day comes in from my sister Gaea, who got this song stuck in my head for nearly a month. You've been warned, as the melody and rhythm will pull you in, and they're not apt to let you go. If you dig what you're hearing, it's up for free download [Here from the Artist].
Exploding Plants Seeds: The Himalayan Balsam
The Himalayan Balsam is no plant to be trifled with. What's that you say? It explodes, but it doesn't hurt you. Well then. Actually, yes.. . yes it is meant to be trifled with. And yes, you read that right, the seeds of the Himalayan Balsam actually explode. You've got to see this:



If you're feeling particularly feisty, consider the fact that almost all of the plant is edible. Ever tasted an exploding flower before? Me neither. If you have, I want your full report.. but I might just beat you to the finish on that one.

To get you started, get your read on [Here on Wikipedia]. Cheers!
(RoadNews) Memories of a Future LifeMate
Tribute to Og: Remember Sayward, from the Landlore post "Escaping Life on Replay"? This wandering wayfarer has just self-published her very first book earlier this year, a sci-fi epic that journeys in both time and space, and in a specific blend of love, adventure, and suspense. She calls it: "Tribute to Og: Memories of a Future LifeMate". You really need to read up on the extended description and check out the book.


Nuclear Reactor in Hartsville, TN -- Photo by Richard Gubbels

Modern Sci-Fi Ghost Towns: Yes, you read that right... science fiction ghost towns... or, to put it more properly, "ruins". My sister Gaea sent me this article from Cracked and I frakking lost it! 7 Modern Ghost Towns That Look Like Sci-Fi Movies. Fact #1: I need a better camera. Fact #2: I need to be hitchhiking me onesies in a beeline right towards one of these. Fact #3: THESE ARE FRAKKING REAL!!!


Pyestock (England) by Matt Emmett

10 Life Lessons People Learn Too Late: This one is very much related to an earlier post here on Landlore--"The 5 Most Common Regrets of the Dying". But this time around, it's "10 Life Lessons People Learn Too Late". You'll need to read the full article for the complete descriptions, but I'll at least include the titles here:
This moment is your life
A lifetime isn’t very long
The sacrifices you make today will pay dividends in the future
When you procrastinate, you become a slave to yesterday
Failures are only lessons
You are your most important relationship
A person’s actions speak the truth
Small acts of kindness can make the world a better place
Behind every beautiful life, there has been some kind of pain
Time and experience heals pain

Dumpster Diving: DENIED!: And to bring this down to as real as it gets, this is a completely new level of fukkduppedness going on right here. Hundreds of poor people were lining up outside of dumpsters in Augusta, Georgia, so that they could eat the only food they could afford--trash. They were all evicted and the dumpsters were guarded until they could be taken to a landfill where the food added to all the other garbage in that rotting pit in the ground. Police were actually called in to restrain the poor and to take them away. The full details are [Here on GlobalResearch].

The Song of the Day: It's extremely rare that I post a "song of the day" that is NOT available for free download. Today's an exception. I keep hearing one incredible song after another from "The Great Gatsby" soundtrack. Last Friday, these young ladies Tna and Kia made only a single song suggestion--"Back to Black" by Beyonce and Andre 3000 (from Outkasts). I've held off until I got a moment to look it up, and that moment came earlier today. Ever since that moment, the song's been on repeat, with these two musicians turning the original Amy Winehouse song into a truly evil and menacing work of art that is beautifully threatening from start to finish. Tune in!

Get Off Our Property
"Get Off Our Property" by LiLi

Yes. Them. Exactly them.

It's almost traumatic. They haunt me, right? Months after and they haunt me.

The very first time I flew to Austin, I met these people. For real. Do they look nice to you? Maybe. For me, they are not.

Ok, I have to say, they were older. I think. But! The same energy. Oh yeah, I can recognize their energy.

Me, I flew to Jaya in the United States... for me another world. I come from France in a suburb of Paris, where all is damn different... the places, the weather, the environment, the languages, the expressions, the feelings and... the people.

I heard a lot before coming to Austin. People seemed to be smiling all the time to me in this place... like shining, as if the sun were always a part of them. People seemed to be positive and greatly open. They are. Yes, they are. Except these women.

I met them for real the very first day I landed. Ok, maybe the third day, but whatever. I did not know anything about Austin. Except Jaya. Except his craziness. Except his love and his intensity. Except the music all around. Arts everywhere. The Mexican foods and other pretty stuff that I was sure I would love. But what I definitely ignored was that. these. kind. of. people. could. exist.

It's like a movie. Yeah, you watch a movie and you laugh because you know how stupid is it. And, above all, how you would never meet this situation.

I don't know if it was because it's me, but I have known this exact situation. Much more than a situation. Angry. No, not angry. Mad. The insane mad. Yes, mad.

See, there are mad people around the world. Even in Austin. They exist.

The story. Yes, the story. We were walking in the heat, Jaya and I. I was with my huge bag at this time, and I think (but not sure) that Jaya and I were fighting about something. Well, not surprise about that, 'cause we fight all the time. We are like that.

And I had an idea. A great idea, I have to say. Of course, it's me! I say to Jaya, "I need to rest for a while. Come sit with me under this tree."

Yeah, I repeat, the weather was too warm for me. I come from Paris where rain and clouds are a part of us. And here in Austin it was warmth, sun, heat, and I was tired. Jaya should carry me or at least carry my bag, but sometimes Jaya is baaaaaad. I love you Jaya if you read these words. I love teasing him. He loves teasing me. Yeah we are special.

Bref !!!! ! We sat under this tree and started to smoke. Just being together and taking a nice break from this walk was nice and great. But, suddenly we heard yells. I quickly turned my head and what did i see?

These. Them. These two mad women.

And for their "Welcome to Austin, dear little madame", they yelled, "GET OFF OUR PROPERTY !!!!!! !"

Well at this time my English was lite and I did not recognize the words at all. But I could guess just by seeing their faces... that it was not a welcome word, not love words, not even friendly, not even nothing. I looked at Jaya like O.o and thought, "What the fuck are they yelling?"

Jaya stood up quickly and told them something, but what??? I don't know. What I know is that they had guns and were really threatening.

Look, ok, in France there are crimes, and bad stuffs, and it sucks in many places. Yes, we are not in "au pays de candy" place (you should know "au pays de candy" is a cartoon that I watched when i was little, but that's off subject). I guessed that in Austin too it was not "au pays de candy" neither, but damn. These kind of women are real?

Never, never have I seen that. I have seen guys really messed up, really dangerous, and so on, but these two women made me afraid. Really.

So we left the place.

And that was my very first contact with people in Austin. I should be traumatized or something, but no. Not at all. Fortunately I met others that I loved.

And I laugh by seeing this photo.

Yes, they are smokers. No, they are not cool. Yes, they were almost the same as the actual women. Yes, the actual women were even worse... older, worse, and I could definitely not teach them French so that I could say, "Hey!! Nice to meet you, too. I come from Paris. Do you like croissants and red wine?" I don't say that I'm just a croissant and red wine. I say that I'm not the only girl who wanted to rest under their tree on their property.

"GET OFF OUR PROPERTY!!!" They were the very first words that I learned from anyone other than Jaya. And I would never forget them. The words. And them.

I love Austin. No joke. This was just a glimpse that I never encountered again. It was just a funny pretty image that does not exist. I think they came from another planet, just to say "hello" to me, and after this they just disappeared.

So, if you are one day in Austin, and you are warm and tired with your heavy bag and you need to rest:

DON'T. EVER. SIT. UNDER. A. TREE. NEAR. A. HOUSE.

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