The Bomb is always with us

“The night turned into day”: the shock scientists felt during the first atomic bomb test - Futura-Sciences

What the light looked like from 20 miles out Leadership observers watched from Compania Hill, roughly 20 miles from ground zero. Physicist Richard Feynman, skeptical that dark glasses would reveal much, climbed into a truck cab instead, reasoning that the windshield would block ultraviolet radiation while still letting him watch.…

Futura-SciencesFutura Team and Pia Gray

Exodus 13:²⁰ And they took their journey from Succoth, and encamped in Etham, in the edge of the wilderness. ²¹ And the Lord went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by night in a pillar of fire, to give them light; to go by day and night: ²² He took not away the pillar of the cloud by day, nor the pillar of fire by night, from before the people.

It is a strangest thing that I had had some form of cancer perhaps. In any case, it was undiagnosed and untreated by doctors, and perhaps I was subconsciously seeking out sources of radiation without really having any conscious intention or realization.

I came upon a place by the side of the road where I stopped and went for a walk in the wilderness.

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Only a large gray wolf and large black raven were there to kept me company, and otherwise the place was totally deserted. The raven I saw and heard quite clearly, but the I barely saw a fleeting shadow of the wolf from time to time or at most the flick of a tail around the corner, an occasional footprint left on the ground, an occasional rustling behind me.

At that place there was a large hopper like a concrete mixer where pitchblende ore had been loaded with a conveyor belt and agitated, and somehow it had gone critical and melted down in that hopper.

I happened to pick up a piece of what was left of that ore. It was a bluish white metal heavier than pure gold, and it tingled in my hand and within five seconds starting burning. I threw it down on the ground and became strangely aware of the passage of time in the area, as apparently I was the first human to have chanced upon that spot where a terrible accident would have to have happened some 60 or 70 or even 80 years previously.

I started feeling slow and sluggish as I remained in the area, and I felt sick and lost my bowels, and realized with a strange sense of urgency that it was high time to leave the area, as if every passing second were shortening my life by years.

So that rock or piece of ore, which I had picked up and held in my hand briefly, must have been a slightly subcritical piece of plutonium. There was another building on the site, an old barn, which I did not explore, because the wolf, with his tail between his legs, front paws outstretched, and ears laid all the way back, would not go in there, and the raven gave me a murderously sharp look when I started toward that building. The animals knew something about that place I did not know.