Burying beetle

Mummies, pyramids, tombs. All three of these icons of death are associated with ancient Egypt. This was a deeply religious society obsessed with death and the continuation of life in the afterlife. As such, many steps were taken to preserve the body and possessions of the dead as they journeyed to the Duat (underworld) in death. These steps included mummification of the body, storage of household objects, jewelry, and whatever possessions were deemed necessary for the next life. However,…

As we ogle today’s beautiful art creations of the Egyptian’s, we must remember that most of their works of art were actually never meant to be seen; instead they were rather used to value a divine or deceased recipient. Most of the statues that were sculpted typically faced straight ahead, that was so they could face any ritual that was being performed in front of them, they also usually had recessed niches or other building concepts so that their frontality would be seen as natural. Egyptian…

Chapter Eighteen A Dizzying Blur of Woozy Tuesday, 11:30 a.m. The way Chance saw it escape was futile. “Look, we’re tied up.” He walked over to a window and glanced down. “And we’re on the third floor. Unless you’re suggesting we hurl ourselves through the glass and dive to our deaths. Besides, this place is infested with guards.” I realized he was right. Men were prowling like packs of wild hyenas, lurking in the shadows, waiting to devour us whole. “If we did manage to flee, which is…

This is one way in which energy is transferred between organisms in an ecosystem. The energy is used for a number of life processes. In a food chain only around 10 per cent of the energy is passed on to the next level. The rest of the energy passes out of the food chain in a number of ways: 1. via heat energy 2. is used for life processes (for example movement) 3. uneaten parts that pass to decomposers 4. is excreted and passes to decomposers. As less energy is transferred at each level…

He turned a little sideways in his chair to drink his mug of coffee. At the table on his left the man with the strident voice was still talking remorselessly away. A young woman who was perhaps his secretary, and who was sitting with her back to Winston, was listening to him and seemed to be eagerly agreeing with everything that he said. From time to time Winston caught some such remark as 'I think you're so right, I do so agree with you', uttered in a youthful and rather silly feminine voice.…