The eyes have it, especially if you are a barreleye fish (Macropinna microstoma) a species complete with a transparent head and tubular green eyes able to rotate 90 degrees from vertical to horizontal used
in its endless search for prey.
Monday, December 13, 2021
The eyes have it
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Presbyopia
Tuesday, October 26, 2021
Jumpers ... rule :)
Sunday, April 19, 2026
The eyes have it/Rev II
Sunday, May 06, 2012
Foundation's Edge
Disney Research’s “Touché” is Touch Control on Another Level.
Or in this case, multiple frequencies. Touché, from Disney Research in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, is a project that explores what they’re calling “a novel Swept Frequency Capacitive Sensing technique” that would allow objects to sense multiple different touch gestures. By objects, they mean humans, liquids, sofas and just about anything else you can touch. Hello, Minority Report.
Hesitantly Trevize placed a finger on the circle of light and at once the light spread out to cover
the desk top. On it were the outline of two hands: a right and a left. With a sudden, smooth movement, the desk top tilted to an angle of forty-five degrees.
Trevize took the seat before the desk. No words were necessary. It was clear what he was expected
to do.
He placed his hands on the outlines on the desk, which were positioned for him to do so without
strain. The desk top seemed soft, nearly velvety, where he touched it--and his hands sank in.
He stared at his hands with astonishment, for they had not sunk in at all. They were on the surface,
his eyes told him. Yet to his sense of touch it was as though the desk surface had given way, and as though something were holding his hands softly and warmly.
Was that all?
Now what?
He looked about and then closed his eyes in response to a suggestion.
He had heard nothing. He had heard nothing!
But inside his brain, as though it were a vagrant thought of his own, there was the sentence,
“Please close your eyes. Relax. We will make connection.”
Through the hands?
Somehow Trevize had always assumed that if one were going to communicate by thought with a
computer, it would be through a hood placed over the head and with electrodes against the eyes and skull.
The hands?
But why not the hands? Trevize found himself floating away, almost drowsy, but with no loss of
mental acuity. Why not the hands?
The eyes were no more than sense organs. The brain was no more than a central switchboard,
encased in bone and removed from the working surface of the body. It was the hands that were the working surface, the hands that felt and manipulated the Universe.
Friday, February 07, 2014
In the blink of an eye
Thursday, October 20, 2016
ISpy - The 5 Eyes
Wednesday, December 21, 2022
15 seconds ...
Quantum mechanics proves beyond a shadow of a doubt there is no certitude. When researchers delve into the notion of superposition, reality itself becomes questionable at best, something in concert with how our eyes and brain keep us from going truly live in an existence we will never fully understand.
Everything You See Is From 15 Seconds in the Past, New Research Claims
And that's probably the reason why our vision doesn't constantly make us throw up.
As the researchers put it in their paper:
As an experiment, track your finger with your eyes, notice how smooth the motion is. Now, try to move your eyes without tracking something. Not smooth is it? This is something yours truly has noticed for years but never knew why this is so until now. :)
The image below shows why certitude is but an illusion.
Sunday, June 01, 2014
Not just for the 3rd world
Friday, February 24, 2012
Zenith & Nadir - Opposites to the Extreme
Saturday, August 13, 2016
A different kind of meander :)
Saturday, October 22, 2022
Friday, June 19, 2020
Seeing for the first time ... with XRAY eyes
A million X-ray sources revealing the nature of the hot universe – this is the impressive harvest of the first scan of the entire sky with the eROSITA telescope onboard SRG. “This all-sky image completely changes the way we look at the energetic universe,” says Peter Predehl, the Principal Investigator of eROSITA at the Max Planck Institute for Extraterrestrial Physics (MPE). “We see such a wealth of detail - the beauty of the images is really stunning.”
Wednesday, June 09, 2021
The eyes have it
It has been said that “the eyes are the window to the soul,” but new research suggests that they may be a window to the brain as well.
Factoid ...
As per Col. Nathan Jessup, Are we clear? :)
Saturday, February 07, 2026
"Will you walk into my parlour?"
you don't own the code, you own THE RIGHT TO USE IT.
"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,And I have many curious things to shew when you are there.""Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again.""I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly."There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!""Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, "Dear friend what can I do,To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;I'm sure you're very welcome–will you please to take a slice?""Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind sir, that cannot be,I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!""Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise,How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.""I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;Your robes are green and purple–there's a crest upon your head;Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue–Thinking only of her crested head–poor foolish thing! At last,Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,Within his little parlour–but she ne'er came out again!And now dear little children, who may this story read,To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed:Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.






























