What piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable in action, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a god!

- Shakespeare, William. Hamlet. Act 2, Scene 2.

Shelf with books, or whatever. Space stuff, libraries..., some interstellar nonsense.

These are all placeholders. This site is still under development and far from being finished.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.