hase
one. Blinker63
will be introduced in various phases
Thank you for showing further interest in Blinker63, on this page you can
read what Blinker63 has in store for
you. Ever heard of the expression, want it, can't get it, got it, don't want
it? What is it exactly that you're
looking for, are you even looking in the right place? Do you know where you're
coming from, do you know
where you are, do you know where you're going to and how you are going to get there?
Blinker63 is the
result of a lifetime of questioning just that.
For some of you it may be obvious, others don't have a clue, for many will
find the gate yet so few will pass
through.
Blinker63 will host a knowledge base of information which will be
presented through a 3Dimensional
application (computer program) called a
sphere. Similar to a virtual globe the sphere
will provide the user
with the ability to freely move around in the virtual environment by
changing the viewing angle and position of
the sphere allowing the user to approach the sphere from any desired angle
this in turn creating a good
sense of freedom within the navigation of the sphere.
Rich graphics supporting image map manipulation represent the sphere
where one can click on a desired
colour indexed area extracting the topic from the sphere to read,
consider, examine or merely ponder over.
When in a selected mode the sphere will always remain in the
background for fast and easy access.
The nature of the information and topics raised on Blinker63
are all of a benevolent nature, you will find them
uplifting, enlightening and inspiring. Whether it be fuel for the soul,
food for the
mind or just for fun.
ome
of the topics raised on Blinker63
The enzyme of life.
Gaining Ground.
Ignition.
Balance.
Fire and Water.
The bridge over troubled water.
Conscious effort.
The fish and dragon.
Being productive.
Faith, what is it, do you have it?
short story by Sufi Farid ud-Din Attar.
The phoenix is a lovely bird which lives in Hindustan.
It has no mate and lives alone. It’s beak, which is very hard and long, is pierced like a flute with nearly a
hundred holes. Each of these holes gives out a sound, and in each sound is a
particular secret.
Sometimes he makes music through the holes, and when the
birds and the fishes hear his sweet notes they become agitated, while the
most ferocious beasts are in rapture.
Then they all become silent. A philosopher once visited this bird and
learned from him the science of music.
The phoenix lives approximately a thousand years and he knows exactly the
days of his death. So when his time comes he gathers around him a number of
palm leaves and, distraught among the leaves, utters plaintive cries. From
the openings of his beak he sends forth varied notes, and this music is
drawn from the depths of his heart. His lamentations express the pain of his death and he trembles like a leaf.
At the sound of his trumpet the birds and beasts draw near
to assist at the spectacle, and soon may fall into bewilderment.
While the phoenix still has breath he bears his wings and ruffles his
feathers so much that he produces fire.
The fire spreads and engulfs the phoenix, and soon
it is reduced to living coals and then to ashes.
Then, when the last spark has flickered out a new
phoenix rises from the ashes.
There is a purpose to life, an honest to God purpose.
The enzyme of life.
