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    I believe I have proved the mass of Earth is wrong. 200 years ago, the method that Mr Henry Cavendish calculate the mass of Earth was wrong. I think I understand what Mayan prophecy means. 2012 is not the end, but it's very serious.

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    http://wenku.baidu.com/view/a82d8604...7072208d6.html

    it's written in Chinese

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    球的质量,即“四个小球
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    Quote Originally Posted by tomjin2000
    I think I understand what Mayan prophecy means. 2012 is not the end, but it's very serious.
    I wasn't aware the Mayans had made any prophecy about 2012.
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    I guess their calendar ended in that year, that's all, in fact, on my birthday when I turn 65, thus, you can all skip my presents. No big deal anyway, since, like for Jesus, people only gave one present, saying this is for both your birthday and Christmas.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Lynx_Fox
    球的质量,即“四个小球
    That was a funny one!

    (It's all Greek to me.)
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    (I have many 'End of the World' stories.)

    The End of the Earth

    The Asphodel sustains the dis dwellers, where they rest beyond that fatal river—there the wretched shades drink forgetfulness, and to oblivion sink without distress. Fireweed grows from Hell’s sulfurous embers, as does Purple Loosestrife—dead men’s fingers; but wildflower air revives the dead—and then those happy souls can thrive on earth again.

    Charon was withered, wan, and skeletal, although eternally grateful for his immortal life and steady job of ferrying the dead across the River Styx in their transition from life to death to forgetfulness. As Earth was the only planet he’d come across with such promising higher life forms, Charon had grown rather fond of its inhabitants, even though he only saw but the worst of them; but, even from this he could extrapolate to the qualities of the best.

    Charon did his job well, professionally, although it was ever so dreary with the endless darkness of wasted lives and the grim and gloomy skies all around, for this land always had that same gray and leaden feel. He ferried on, though, for his own life was precious to him.

    The soon-to-be really really dead never said much, for what was there to tell after an empty life that had often turned to deep regret; so, Charon did not prompt them for information, for this was not the thing to do at the time of their passing, so he was always most courteous and kind to them, even to the most evil of the darkest, doing his task as well as he could. It was not that Charon was afraid that his undersized master of the underworld, Pluto, might be watching, but that he had the extreme clarity to duly serve the task at hand, a testament to his character.

    Charon had been quite alarmed lately—what with the numbers of the hellish-souls-to-be climbing into the millions in such a short time, but, he had been through this kind of rush before, with the doomed and damned of other planets that had been consumed by their suns or had undergone other such catastrophes. He just used larger boats and patiently took his time, for he had all of eternity.

    Of course, Charon could and did feel deep sadness, but he didn’t show it outwardly, even when the numbers from Earth increased a thousand-fold again. A few of the now billions of depressed earthling souls had enough energy left to mumble a few words and so he was able to glean from them the latest happenings on Earth. In 2012, the predicted exponential surge of melting ice from global warming had quickly inundated all of the coastal cities, many of them large centers of population and commerce. Everyone who could possibly make it had to retreat inland, creating the largest mass exodus in history.

    As the heat rose to unbearable levels, many had begun living in their basements as the earth’s infrastructure began its eventual collapse. Millions eventually headed north towards Canada and Siberia, but had to retreat when the ice caps totally melted and formed the great ocean of the north; most did not make it. No one but the ignored physicist mathematicians had predicted that the end could come into sight so quickly.

    Then came the dreaded polar shift that made global warming seem but a small note compared to this new and darker symphony. The Earth was thrashed with storms the likes of which it had never seen; electricity was completely out all over the world, but for a few nuclear powered areas that didn’t last. No one could drive very far, even on their last tank of gas, for the roads had melted, along with the tires of the vehicles, and, if the vehicles stopped, they’d find themselves mired in the meltdown of the asphalt.

    Food would no longer grow very well, even in once lush gardens, in the amounts that were needed, and, as the heat rose further, into the 140s, plant growth ceased altogether, although a new but rare and expensive form of food pill extended life for some of the rich for a short while. Charon, had, of course, seen much of this kind of thing before from the many other solar systems and galaxies on which life had formed; but earthlings seemed to have a special charm and hope above and beyond the other alien races; so he rowed and ferried and deposited them on the far shore, his job and life forever continuing in a place with no color, no joy, and no future—on the shore of the land on the edge of oblivion.

    Charon had depths of compassion, but many passengers might many thought him stoic, although they were mostly beyond the capability. A sign on the opposite shore said: Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter Here

    Billions more arrived in the gray land all too soon and Charon learned that either madness or desperation on earth had caused a nuclear winter all over the planet, bringing on a deep freeze that few could escape. Perhaps they were trying to combat the ultimate heat, which would have been but a cool breeze in Hell. The polar shift had greatly added to the deep freeze. A few of Charon’s still speaking but chilled customers even expressed a longing for the legendary warmth of Hades.

    Charon, stalwart and reliable, rowed on steadily, ever steeling himself to the misery. Finally the masses slowed and dwindled to a few dribs and drabs over a few years and then there was no one for several years.

    A lone man appeared on the shore near the ferry dock and Charon readily approached the man, something he had never done before. They had a long and hearty talk, for the man was animated and not at all like any of the other wretched souls.

    “How is it,” inquired Charon, “that you are full of life and seem to be a good man but have been sent here?”

    “I am not a bad person in any way,” the man replied. “Actually, I just spent some time in heaven. I found out there that my sweetheart was sent here to you, for she was a suicide and so was destined here; however, I had promised to be with her forever, so I chose this place over heaven out of my love for her.”

    “Extraordinary,” exclaimed Charon. “I knew the Earth had a few good men and women—I’ve not seen very many clues of that elsewhere in the universe. Did you colonize space—will your species continue and flourish after your Earth bids farewell?”

    “I’m afraid not,” replied the man, for too many needless wars intervened and this greatly delayed our space program.”

    “A shame,” said Charon, but is there any hope left on Earth, I mean, are there any others still about?”

    “I am the last,” the man answered slowly. The first tear of Charon’s long life rolled down his cheek; nothing had ever made him cry before: nothing had ever made him weep.

    (Rewritten from Lord Dunsany’s brief sketch)
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    Confessing we don't know the mass of Earth, we will understand Mayan prophecy.

    Jin Guangnian

    Please Read my paper.
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    The Asteroid That May Destroy Humanity

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    Livening up the thread…

    LIFE AND DEATH IN THE CRYSTAL PALACE


    DECEMBER 20, 2012

    The Mayan calendar was due to end on December 21, although an alternate method forecast December 23. Whatever the case, the world was in a frenzy, one much worse than when the end of the world had been predicted by the Jehovah Witnesses in the 1990’s, for radio, TV, and other electronic signals all over the world were all being disrupted by some unknown source. And there were the tremors.

    Commander-Grandmasters East and West were already at the TOE Center in Hawaii when the President’s CIA chief called in. East put it on speaker: We can’t track the source of the disturbing signals. My experts tell me that these signals are like none they’ve ever dealt with before; that whenever they think they’re getting a fix on them the waves relocate to a new and apparent source which soon does the same. Also, the waves are at a frequency which can’t—well, shouldn’t even function for their range. If we could only get near to the source, even in its vicinity, we could then probably hone in on it—I’ve got planes crisscrossing the world trying to localize it, but it will only be luck if we run into something stable. I’ve certified that the signals are not coming from space.

    “Bad news”, she (East) said, to no one in particular. That means the signal doesn’t want to be found.”

    West added, “Which means that if we did find it, we could possibly turn it off or neutralize it somehow.”

    The speaker continued: …And I’ve got reports of small tremblers all over the world at once. That’s unheard of. They’re quite minor, and no quakes have been reported, but they’re been increasing and spreading since yesterday. Could the world really be ending?

    East replied, “Could be. The signals are of an alien nature; that’s why you don’t recognize them and why they have such strange properties.”

    West surmised, “So the radiating device was planted here ages ago, when…”

    “…The Earth was visited by them,” East continued.

    “And the Maya somehow knew about it,” added West.

    “And there’s that unexplained ancient runway in South America,” surmised East.

    “Who do we have on ancient symbols and Megaliths?” West asked of the TOE Center Director.

    We have Leskey, right here, and Fredrick, who’s out and about the island right now.

    Leskey piped up, “Sir, Fredrick found some new glyphs on the rocks near the runway a while back, for they had removed the 20 feet of soil that had accumulated over the millenia—and there seemed to be drawings of some lakes carved therein. I can access Fredrick’s photo files.”

    “Good,” answered West. “And let’s fetch the young master; he has the Sight.”

    “My God!” cried Leskey, “They are a much larger and detailed version of what I found at the end of the calendar stones at the Mayan Ruins.”

    “Quick, match it to the globe, present and past.” pleaded East.

    It was going to take some time to search all of the maps of the ages.

    Meanwhile, Fredrick, surfing, heard the rotors and turned to see a black Ninja helicopter approaching and then hovering about two feet off the ground, creating a mini sandstorm.

    A while later, Leskey reported, “I’ve got it, Grandmaster, it’s the Central Lake District in Canada—well, as it was a long time ago.”

    “I heard,” chimed in the CIA Chief. “I’ll have an AWACS with a survey helicopter in it there within an hour.”

    The action paused, as they awaited the over flight of the suspect Canadian area.

    East asked for geographics of the site.

    Profpat answered, “I’ve got it on Google Earth and Wikipedia—it’s a region with forests so dense that the snow cannot even reach the ground. All of the snow stays aloft, on the treetops, like a canopy. I wouldn’t try to land on it.”

    “Thanks”, answered East. “I’ll pass that along. They sure picked an almost impenetrable area.”

    “Almost?” asked the Prof.

    “We can go anywhere—get one of our helicopters into the region.”

    Lunch was served.



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    Quote Originally Posted by questor
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    Questor... seriously. It's time for you to blog, instead. You don't interact with people. You copy/paste. Nothing wrong with your ideas, but they seem misplaced on a DISCUSSION forum.

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    Quote Originally Posted by inow
    Nothing wrong with your ideas, but they seem misplaced on a DISCUSSION forum.
    I agree with half of that.
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    I knew I was gonna get flack for that phraseology. The worst part is that I tend to agree, but figured I might do something new and try to be nice.


    ... Sorry, all. Do carry on with the thread now... Please.
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