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...about the geomorphic study of the earth's surface

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Landslide

Posted by Geomorphologist at 7:31 AM

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"Geologists are by force of circumstances interested in scenery; or is it that an interest in scenery often promotes an interest in geology?" B W Collins, New Zealand Journal of Geology and Geophysics, 1965.
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There are four legends concerning Prometheus: According to the first he was clamped to a rock in the Caucasus for betraying the secrets of the gods to men, and the gods sent eagles to feed on his liver, which was perpetually renewed. According to the second Prometheus, goaded by the pain of the tearing beaks, pressed himself deeper and deeper into the rock until he became one with it. According to the third his treachery was forgotten in the course of thousands of years, forgotten by the gods, the eagles, forgotten by himself. According to the fourth everyone grew weary of the meaningless affair. The gods grew weary, the eagles grew weary, the wound closed wearily. There remained the inexplicable mass of rock. The legend tried to explain the inexplicable. As it came out of a substratum of truth it had in turn to end in the inexplicable.' --F. Kafka translated by Willa and Edwin Muir