But the duo ended
Nematodes, aka roundworms, are known to exist on the deep ocean floor, but they’re typically not found more than 10 to 20 feet underneath the ground or the seabed, says co-author Gaetan Borgonie from Belgium’s University of Ghent. Yet, Borgonie saw now reason they couldn’t survive deeper than that, and without funding or professional support, he contacted Onstott with an idea to search for nematodes in boreholes below gold mines. “Everyone thought I was insane, risking a career hunting something everybody said they knew could not be,” Borgonie tells Wired
. But the duo ended up finding the elusive nematodes, formally named
, living in extremely hot water fed by subterranean rock fissures and pools — essentially “uncovering a new realm of biology on Earth,”
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Source: LiveScience.com, June 1, 2011, under the title, “Worms from Hell? Deepest multicellular life:”
How low can worms go? According to a new study, at least 0.8 miles (1.3 kilometers) below the Earth’s surface. That’s the depth at which scientists discovered a new species of worm, dubbed
in honor of Faust’s demon Mephistopheles (a nickname for the devil). The worm, reported this week in the journal.
Song of Solomon 6:1-10 (KJV) Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?