It's been quite a while since my first blog. Work has been quite pressuring lately as the deadline approaches; besides there are a couple of matters that needed my attention, and before I realize it, almost a month has passed.
Come to think of it, why the phrase "Blue Moon" and not any other colors? Hmm... anyway, just remembered celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival about a week ago. The Chinese believes that the Moon is brightest and roundest on that day (er, I mean night) of the year. Of course, there are the mooncakes: oishii desu ne! (Nowadays there are so many different flavors that even Baskin-Robbins pale in comparison (wink). But I still prefer the traditional kind with lotus or red bean paste; I can do without the egg yolk even though I don't have high cholesterol or weight problem, honest). I brought my three young nephews out for an evening walk with their lanterns (so my sister could have a break and enjoy some quiet moments), and got to see the moon in its pristine beauty.
Since ancient times, mankind has always been fascinated by this object which looms in the night sky. The Chinese are especially endeared to it, judging from the number of folklores invented since days immemorial, and all the beautiful poetry composed by renown poets and scholars of yester-years. Personally, I've memorized a couple of them, and believe me, there's nothing quite like feeling the emotional sentiments of those past sages as they gazed upon that same moon we see today...
We're told by our science and history books that man succeeded landing on the moon in the year 1969. Well, if that's true, then we've really done a great disservice to our future generations by taking away the wonder and mystery that surrounds it. I mean, who would've bother to take a second look at the moon, which is nothing but a chunk of cosmic rock ridden with pock marks, that satellites itself around the earth? The funny thing is, I've come to realize that there are people out there who don't really believe in the Apollo sagas. Now, before I get a deluge of comments or involve in unsolicited arguments, just pay a visit to this website if you want an alternative view (I think everyone should be given a chance to weigh all evidences and not be force-fed by media propaganda, ya?):
Don't get me wrong. I'm for science; but unfortunately there are many things out there in the world that pose themselves as science, but in actuality are just pseudo-sciences. You know, these days science is stranger than fiction. And it all started with the "Blue Moon"...
Chikaiuchi ni omeni kakarimasu.
Come to think of it, why the phrase "Blue Moon" and not any other colors? Hmm... anyway, just remembered celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival about a week ago. The Chinese believes that the Moon is brightest and roundest on that day (er, I mean night) of the year. Of course, there are the mooncakes: oishii desu ne! (Nowadays there are so many different flavors that even Baskin-Robbins pale in comparison (wink). But I still prefer the traditional kind with lotus or red bean paste; I can do without the egg yolk even though I don't have high cholesterol or weight problem, honest). I brought my three young nephews out for an evening walk with their lanterns (so my sister could have a break and enjoy some quiet moments), and got to see the moon in its pristine beauty.
Since ancient times, mankind has always been fascinated by this object which looms in the night sky. The Chinese are especially endeared to it, judging from the number of folklores invented since days immemorial, and all the beautiful poetry composed by renown poets and scholars of yester-years. Personally, I've memorized a couple of them, and believe me, there's nothing quite like feeling the emotional sentiments of those past sages as they gazed upon that same moon we see today...
We're told by our science and history books that man succeeded landing on the moon in the year 1969. Well, if that's true, then we've really done a great disservice to our future generations by taking away the wonder and mystery that surrounds it. I mean, who would've bother to take a second look at the moon, which is nothing but a chunk of cosmic rock ridden with pock marks, that satellites itself around the earth? The funny thing is, I've come to realize that there are people out there who don't really believe in the Apollo sagas. Now, before I get a deluge of comments or involve in unsolicited arguments, just pay a visit to this website if you want an alternative view (I think everyone should be given a chance to weigh all evidences and not be force-fed by media propaganda, ya?):
http://www.ufos-aliens.co.uk/cosmicapollo.html
Don't get me wrong. I'm for science; but unfortunately there are many things out there in the world that pose themselves as science, but in actuality are just pseudo-sciences. You know, these days science is stranger than fiction. And it all started with the "Blue Moon"...
Chikaiuchi ni omeni kakarimasu.
2 comments:
I love the name of your blog. I can't agree more. The reason we all have these blogs... or at least my reason is to share my story. Although the story of my life seems to play out more like a sitcome.
Always interesting to read blogs from the other side of the world. Its cool to see what kind of stories come from different parts of the globe.
Have a great day.
Sincerely,
Mike
www.therubinreview.com
Hachiko, Thank you so much for the kind words you posted on my blog. Keep up the great work...I LOVE the title of your blog...it is SO true.
God bless.
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