The Mystery of the Bermuda Triangle

Bermuda Recently Channel 9 screened the 2005 mini-series The Triangle, built around the fictitious story of a billionaire shipping magnate who keeps losing ships in the Bermuda Triangle. He hires a motley band of experts to uncover the mystery that has haunted the Bermuda Triangle for centuries. The series weaves an eerie web of conspiracies and strange possibilities as the characters find themselves swept deeper and deeper into the secrets of the Bermuda Triangle. Entertaining viewing.

The Bermuda Triangle, also known as the Devil's Triangle, is a region of the northwestern Atlantic Ocean in which a number of aircraft and boats have alleged to have disappeared. Some people think these disappearances are due to human error or acts of nature while others claim paranormal sources or even activities by extra-terrestrial beings. In response, numerous official agencies have gone on record as stating the number and nature of disappearances to be similar to any other area of ocean.


Continue reading “The Mystery of the Bermuda Triangle”

Faith, Hope, and Love … from a Technical Arts Perspective

Audio A few weeks back we had a gathering of our ArtwoRx ministry all of the singers, musicians, audio, media, and drama team members of our church. Ian Moyes, who heads up our audio ministry, shared a creative twist on 1 Corinthians 13 – the supremacy of love – from a technical arts perspective. I hope you enjoy it …

If I use the vocalisation waveforms of my facial resonance cavity but don’t have love, I am only an oscillating Q-curve shaped brass resonator.

If I have the gift of time-shifted data and can zero-in to single bit-depth magnification of phase-jittered information streams, and if I have a faith that can move earthen acoustic insulation and reflection mounds, but have not love, I am lower than zero bits.

If I burn my entire recording studio and all my musical instruments, but have not love, I have the volume of negative infinity decibels.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

But where there is time-shifted data, it will be erased; where there are vocalisation waveforms of facial resonance cavities, their waveforms will appear along the centre 0dB line; where there is single bit-depth magnification of phase-jittered information streams, they will be permanently unplugged.

For our waveforms are missing data and our information streams are corrupted, but when analogue waveforms with no noise or distortion come, the corrupted data disappears.

When I was a child, I performed like a child, I wrote songs like a child, I mixed sound like a child – I even engineered lights like a child. But when I became a man, I put childish ways behind me (sort of!).

Now we see a positive-voltage waveform distorted and polarity reversed; then we shall see the pure analogue waveform with no noise or distortion. Now I have but partial data; then I shall have the entire uninterrupted high density digital stream, even as my own personal recording data is rendered. (scary)

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Well done, Ian 🙂