Pale Blue Dot
We succeeded in taking that picture, and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there – on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.
[…] To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.
— Carl Sagan, speech at Cornell University, October 13, 1994
Karınca’nın Hakkı
Missing Man Formation
Secco’s flight
Ömer Halisdemir
Zekai Aksakallı – ‘Sana, vatanımız ve milletimiz adına tarihi bir görev veriyorum. Tuğgeneral Terzi vatan hainidir, isyancıdır. Onu, karargâha girmeden öldür! Bunun sonunda şahadet var, biliyorsun… Seninle 20 yıllık beraberliğimiz var. Hakkını helal et’
Ömer Halisdemir – ‘Baş üstüne komutanım, hakkım helal olsun. Siz de helal edin’
Bu vatanın evlatları seni unutmayacak Ömer Başçavuşum. Ruhun şad olsun.
Hüzün
Anything in life worth doing is worth overdoing.
Been around the world twice.
Talked to everyone once.
Seen two whales fuck,
been to three world faires.
And I even know a man in Thailand with a wooden cock.
I pushed more peeter,
more sweeter
and more completer
than any other peter pusher around.
I’m a hard bodied,
hairy chested,
rootin’ tootin’ shootin’,
parachutin’
demolition double cap
crimpin’ frogman.
There ain’t nothin’ I can’t do.
No sky too high,
no sea too rough,
no muff too tough.
Been a lot of lessons in my life.
Never shoot a large caliber man with a small caliber bullet.
Drove all kinds of trucks.
2by’s,
4by’s ,
6by’s and those big mother fuckers that bend and go ‘Shhh Shhh’ when you step on the brakes.
Anything in life worth doing is worth overdoing.
Moderation is for cowards.
I’m a lover,
I’m a fighter,
I’m a UDT Navy SEAL diver.
I’ll wine,
dine,
intertwine,
and sneak out the back door when the refueling is done.
So if you’re feeling froggy,
then you better jump,
because this frogman’s been there, done that and is going back for more.
Cheers boys.
—
Frogman’s Ballad.
Havacılık
Havacılıkta, kurallar kanla yazılmıştır.
1. Kural : “Aviate, Navigate, Communicate.”
İhlal edilirse ne mi olur? Buyrun : okuyun.
Şehit Binbaşı Yavuz Sonat Güzel’in anısına…
Hayat bu,
Bir varmış bir yokmuşsun,
Sanki hiç olmamışsın,
Hiçbir anneyi gecenin bir yarısı bir tekmede uyandırmamışsın
Hiç ateşler içinde yanarken bir babayı gözleri yaşlı bırakmamışsın
Sanki hiç ağlamamışsın,
Hiç mum ışığında ödev yapmamışsın gibi,
Öğretmenin hiç kulağını çekmemiş,
Hiç aşık olmamışsın gibi…
Hayat bu
Ha olmuşsun ha olmamışsın
Sanki hiçbir kadını dul bırakmamışsın,
Hiçbir evladı babasız koymamışsın gibi,
Yağmur altında düşmanın böğrüne yürümemişsin
Gözü pek, fena deli,
Hiç hayal kurmamışsın sanki,
Sanki deniz kıyısında emeklilik düşleri sana haram gibi,
Ardında kalanları hiç düşünmemişsin gibi,
Ağlattığın akranlarını,
Hiç yan gelip yatmamışsın,
Hiç dert yanmamışsın gibi,
Binbaşım,
Sanki hiç yaşamamışsın gibi,
Kahpe paslı bir kurşun,
Maliyede kaydı yedi buçuk lira,
Tüm hayallerinin bedeli…
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