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fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
There was a toy gyroscope, wound with string, ready to whirr and balance itself.
The planet's spinning a thousand miles an hour around this gigantic nuclear explosion while these people roll these machines with rubber tires over this hard surface that we've laid down over the planet so that we can easily move ourselves back and forth.
My mind spun like the flywheel on an antique John Deere, merry-go-round during second-grade recess, hard spun roulette wheel.
When one meddles with the direction of a revolution, the problem is not how to make it go but how to keep it under control.
I experimented with all possible maneuvers-loops, somersaults and barrel rolls. I stood upside down on one finger and burst out laughing, a shrill, distorted laugh. Nothing I did altered the automatic rhythm of the air. Delivered from gravity and buoyancy, I flew around in space.
If you are centered, you can move freely.
Then centrifugal gravity took over, and with something close to majesty the skeletal spacecraft descended out of the repair bay as smoothly and elegantly as a falling chandelier.
magnetohydrodynamic
Move like a beam of light: fly like lightning, strike like thunder, whirl in circles around a stable center
If the society toward which we are developing is not to be a nightmare of exhaustion, we must use the interlude of the present era to develop a new technology which is based on a circular flow of materials such that the only sources of man's provisions will be his own waste products.
Our society distinguishes itself by conquering the centrifugal social forces with Technology rather than Terror, on the dual basis of an overwhelming efficiency and an increasing standard of living.
Revolutions come in two stages: the bit where everything gets smashed and the bit where you have to build it again. The first is great fun; the second is so very hard.
Braniac dumb-dumbs, bust the scientifical,
Approach to the course and the force is centrifugal.
Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catchin' 'em?
Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetchin' 'em.
Hold fast, therefore, O circular philosopher, to thy centre, and drive the globe along its orbit by the momentum of thy thought.
Floating to shore ... riding a low moon ... on a slow cloud.
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.
Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.
How do they balance on these spindly things?
If you follow me, you must be spinning round, because i have not destination.
I am the nothingness around which this movement spins, the only reason it spins, not that the center exists except in the fact that all circles have a center. I, really I, am the well without walls, but with the sliminess of its walls, the center of everything with the nothingness around it.
Revolutions are infinite.
One day man will connect his
apparatus to the very wheel work of
the universe. The very forces that
motivate the planets in their orbits
and cause them to rotate will rotate
his own machinery.
I've got a new invention. It's a revolving bowl for tired goldfish.
What is needed is not a revolution in the opposite direction, but the opposite of a revolution.
You can widen the feet of a compass, but they are still attached at the top; you can spin them away from each other, but you always wind up where you started.
If you want to photograph a man spinning, give some thought to why he spins. Understanding for a photographer is as important as the equipment he uses.
Next I must tell about the machine of Ctesibius, which raises water to a height.
We wind a simple ring of iron with coils; we establish the connections to the generator, and with wonder and delight we note the effects of strange forces which we bring into play, which allow us to transform, to transmit and direct energy at will.
Eternally revolving wheel of avidity and suffering;
Everything sacred begins with a circle of motion.
Stop shallow water from running, it will rage; tread on a worm and it will turn.
You are my centre when I spin away.
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
Sit and spin 'til you rot on the cosmic utensil.
Slowly, very slowly, like two unhurried compass needles, the feet turned towards the right; north, north-east, east, south-east, south, south-south-west; then paused, and after a few seconds, turned as unhurriedly back towards the left. South-south-west, south, south-east, east ...
I have discovered that a screw-shaped device such as this, if it is well made from starched linen, will rise in the air if turned quickly.
Excrement, meet air-moving device.
satisfyingly dizzying
If you want to sail your ship in a different direction, you must turn one degree at a time.
Off the tilting world like thread off a
What goes click ninety-nine times and clack once? A centipede with a clubfoot.
You fell down? Get up! You fell down again? Get up again? You keep falling down? Keep getting up! Refuse the direction towards the ground! Up and forward, that is the direction!
When you're stuck in a spiral, to change all aspects of the spin you need only to change one thing.
I can go right, I can go left, I'm amphibious.
Not the kind of wheel you fall asleep at.
Let's stop for a moment to admire the rotating pies.
The spinning wheel is the auspicious symbol of sharir yajna, body labour.
turning its periscope head from side to side. Suddenly
Bouncing in hoppy little circles like a demented Goth bunny.
Churning, baking, spinning and soap-making. In summer,
When we turn,is there something shoved inside of us or is it more that something inside of us has been released?
Now I'm in the process of fine turning.
The finest mode of transport known to man.
I think best on two wheels
No ordinary effort stops the wheel.
In sleep it spins without resistance.
Passively, falling deeper, lacking the will to activate any change.
He rolled the bloodied tape into a cylinder
I so wanted out of this conversation, but it was like a car accident: Once you started spinning, you could only wait and see what you hit.
Its spinner was black and had a swirling white
And that was all of it. The machine stretched out in an endless, dizzying series of loops and whirls and weird mechanisms, sprouting wires like tree
roots. It didn't look real to her. Neither did Myrnin, as he turned to her with a barely concealed red glow in his eyes.
A man today never feels so alive as when he is hurtling from one point to another on the azimuth.
like a tank following a sports car through a slalom course.
I spent a long time trying to find my center until I looked closely at it one night & found it had wheels and moved easily in the slightest breeze. So now I spend less time sitting and more time sailing.
Resiliency, like a cartwheel, requires core strength and a disregard for gravity. Only one of which can be willed.
I have no name for what circles so perfectly.
If you stand still there is only one way to go, and that's backwards.
You blindfold yourself and spin around for 10 times and then open your eyes and try to chase it down.
Twisting lemons into lemonade.
Rotating movement of the morning; in thy virgin heart, a piece of eternity breathed.
I put my thing down, flip it, and reverse it
Three little words. My world stands still, tilts, then spins on a new axis.
Jesus Christ on a bike
You turn the handle the way it goes, not the way it ought to go
The Earth never stops spinning, Abby, no matter how fast you run in the opposite direction.
Jesus H. Christ on a chariot-driven crutch.
Circles and getting rid of everything else.
Meet the future; the future mode of transportation for this weary Western world. Now I'm not gonna make a lot of extravagant claims for this little machine. Sure, it'll change your whole life for the better, but that's all.
It flows purling, widely flowing, floating foampool, flower unfurling.
This Universal wheel, this merry-go-round
In our imagination we have found
The sun a flame, in the Cosmic lantern bound
We are mere ghosts, revolving, the flame surround.
Objects moving in a circle are under the influence of changing force.
The spinning wheel means national consciousness and a contribution by every individual to a definite constructive national work.
Then the rudder and elevator finally come to life, swinging her nose up, and she's left the earth - arrow straight. A butterfly after all.
Easy, Curious George! Get your grubby hands off of that wheel!
CHAPTER XIV THE WINDING-UP
Actually, however, life begins less by reaching upward, than by turning upon itself. But what a marvelously insidious, subtle image of life a coiling vital principle would be! And how many dreams the leftward oriented shell, or one that did not conform to the rotation of its species, would inspire!
Flow-cycled ventilators
I'm not worried. Good luck, ... the center of gravity.
Three turns should do it.
I claim that in losing the spinning wheel we lost our left lung. We are, therefore, suffering from galloping consumption. The restoration of the wheel arrests the progress of the fell disease.
The only option for a creative person was constant motion - a lifetime of busy whirligigging in a generally forward direction, until you couldn't do it any longer.
Giving never moves in a straight line - it always moves in circles.
In this chaotic world where everything is moving and turning, one's partner should be like the centre of a wheel which never moves and always remains still.
Think of the wonderful circles in which our whole being moves and from which we cannot escape no matter how we try. The circler circles in these circles.
The response is the faint, silent flickering of lights on the ends of the cylinders as, one by one, they propel themselves away, onward and down into the swirling gases below. For
It's like I'm on a roller-coaster ride, but I'm not allowed to get off. I'm strapped to the seat, and within eyesight the unfinished twirl of the track swirls into the air.
lazy spirals overhead,
A comedian sees the world bent. I'm tangent to the circle.
A moment later I am moving through space. Spinning. Twirling. Dancing.
In the light.
Jesus take the wheel
It occurred to me that the movement of the amputated knob perfectly schematized what it would look like for someone to try to turn somersaults with one hand nailed to the floor. This was how I first became interested in the possibilities of annulation.