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Is the Will Freer than the Intellect?

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Question 1. [Is the Will Freer than the Intellect?]
Consequenter querenda sunt aliqua super decimum librum, in cuius primo tractatu
agitur de delectatione, de qua satis quesitum fuit super septimum librum. Ideo
queredum est super secundum tratatum, in quo Aristoteles inquirit in quo actu
consistit humana felicitas. Et quia dicit Aristoteles quod ipsa felicitas est
operatio optime potentie secundum optimam eius virtutem, ideo oportet inquirere
que sit optima potentiarum et que sit optima virtutum. Optima autem potentiarum
ponitur ab omnibus vel intellectus vel voluntas. Ideo necesse est querere de
comparatione harum duarum potentiarum adinvicem. Et quia statim videtur quod
illa potentia sit excellentior que est magis libera, ideo primo queritur utrum
voluntas sit magis libera quam intellectus.

[1. Preliminary arguments]
[1a. Arguments that the Will Is Freer]
Arguitur quod voluntas sit magis libera quia semper dominus ea ratione qua
dominus est liberior est sibi subiecto. Intellectus autem ad voluntatem
comparatur sicut subiectus ad dominum.
Quod patet primo quia deprecans subiectus est ei quod deprecatur, et primo
Ethicorum dicitur: "Recte enim et ad optima deprecatur ratio" [I.13, 1102b16];
et non potest dici quod ratio habeat superiorem potentiam quam deprecetur nisi
voluntatem.

Secundo hoc patet quia intellectus est sicut consiliarius et voluntas sicut
dominus habens in suis negociis consiliarios vel consiliarium, quod patet in
nostris consiliis et electionibus. Nam domini consilium petentis est sibi
statuere finem et consilium petere per quem modum et que media possit illum
finem adipisci, ut apparet tertio Ethicorum. Et ibidem etiam manifestum est
quod voluntas est ipsius finis: ergo voluntas in hoc est sicut dominus. Sed
iterum statuta fine per determinationem voluntatis, dominus petit consilium
quod fit et datur per ratiocinationem intellectualem; quo consilio dato iterum
domini est eligere per voluntatem hoc quod est concilio preiudicatum, dicente
Aristoteles tertio Ethicorum: "Et electio utique erit consiliabile desiderium"
[III.3, 1113a11]. Ex consiliari enim iudicantes desideramus secundum consilium.
Iudicium autem est ipsius intellectus et desiderium voluntatis. Ergo omnis
voluntas in his est sicut dominus.

Et iterum in eodem 3o manifestum est quod secundum voluntatem sumus domini
actuum nostrorum; propter quod actus voluntarii et non nisi voluntarii sunt
nobis imputabiles, licet hoc omnino lateat intellectum.

Et iterum, domini est precipere subditis suis. Voluntas autem precipit
intellectui quod studeat, quod speculetur; studeo enim quia volo, cesso quia
aliquid magis volo, ut ire ad eccelsiam vel ad cenam; et nunc studeo in
metaphysicis nunc in morali philosophia vel in logica non nisi quia sic volo,
iuxta illud "Sic volo, sic iubeo, sit pro ratione voluntas".

Iterum, cogi et posse cogi ab alio illiberum est et servile, non posse autem
cogi liberum. Sed voluntas in actu suo cogi non potest; repugnat enim quod ad
aliquid cogar et quod ipsum volo. Intellectus autem cogitur seu necessitatur ad
studendum et speculandum a voluntate; nam impedimentis extrinsecis amotis,
nulla virtus mea potest resistere quin studeam si hoc efficaciter volo.

Iterum, quod omnibus eodem modo se habentibus potest in utrumque oppositorum,
hoc est liberum; et quod non sic potest sed necessitatur et ab alio
determinari, hoc est illiberum. Voluntas autem et non intellectus sic potest in
utrumque oppositorum. Nam quamvis intellectus iudicaverit eundum esse ad
ecclesiam, voluntas tamen hoc stante potest non velle ire, immo et nolle ire,
sed ad tabernam.

Iterum, prohemio Metaphysice [982 b26] decribit Aristoteles liberum dicens
liberum esse quod "suimet et non alterius" gratia est [982b26]. Ergo liberius
est quod magis habet modum et rationem finis. Voluntas autem est huiusmodi in
respectu intellectus; semper enim velle sequitur intelligere tanquam actus
naturaliter posterior et finalior aut etiam posterior, iuxta illam maximam sepe
ab Aristotele, quod posteriora generatione sunt priora perfectione.

Item, illa potentia videtur in homine liberrima in cuius potestate est reddere
hominem liberum aut ipsum efficere servum. Sed hoc est voluntas. Quod probatur
quia virtus et vicium, que sunt secundum voluntatem et appetitum, determinant
servum et liberum, ut patet primo Politicorum [I.6, 1255a20]; non enim
intellectus sed voluntas determinat hominem ad virtutem vel vicium, quod est
experientia manifestum. Multos enim secundum intellectum et sapientiam
excellentes vidimus iniustos et valde malos; immo demones secundum intellectum
sunt ingeniosi valde, et tamen mali propter maliciam voluntatis. Alios autem
secundum intellectum simplicos vidimus iustos et sanctos, propter bonitatem
voluntatis. Ergo voluntas est domina in reddendo hominem bonum aut malum, et
per consequens liberum aut servum.

Et omnis voluntas videtur habere dominium super intellectum etiam quantum ad
iudicium de principiis que debent intellectui esse manifestissima, quia dicitur
sexto huius quod "malicia", scilicet voluntatis, "pervertit et mentiri facit
circa practica principia" circa que virtus intentionem facit rectam [VI.12,
1144a8-34].


[1b. Arguments that the Intellect Is Freer]
In oppositum arguitur quia secundum Aristotelem, Prohemio Metaphysice, liberum
describitur quod "suimet et non alterius gratia est" [982b25], et maxime talis
est felicitas. Ergo felicitas est maxime libera inter actus humanos. Ergo
sequitur quod inter potentias humanas illa est liberrima in cuius actu
consistit humana felicitas. Sed (ut habetur 10 Ethicorum [X.7, 1177a24]) ipsa
consistit in opere sapientie, que est habitus ipsius intellectus et non
voluntatis igitur etc.
Item, sicut arguendo ad aliam partem dicebatur, dominus liberior est subiecto;
intellectus autem est sicut dominus, quoniam ordinare et determinare quid sit
faciendum et quid dimittendum pertinet ad dominum; intellectus autem determinat
et ordinat quid sit volendum et quid nolendum, quid sit fugiendum et quid
prosequendum, quid sit amandum vel odiendum, et non potest voluntas in illos
actus sine predeterminatione intellectus. Unde prohemio Metaphysice, "Sapientem
ordinare oportet" [982a18], scilicet per sapientiam.

Item, tertio Politicorum: "Oportet leges recte positas esse dominans" [III.11,
1282b 3]. Propter quod etiam bene determinat Aristoteles primo Politice
[Rhetoric, I.1, 1354 a30-5] quod "maxime convenit recte positas leges quecunque
contingit omnia determinare et quam paucissima committente iudicantibus", quia
scilicet melius est dominium legum quam iudicum. Ergo in nobis potentia illa
maxime debet poni domina cuius est leges ponere et illa non est voluntas sed
intellectus, qui potest videre et discernere quid iustum et quid iniustum, quid
bonum et quid malum. Unde in tertio Politicorum: "Qui quidem iubet intellectum
principari, iubere videtur principari Deum et leges" [III.16, 1287a28-32]. Non
dicit igitur qui voluntatem iubet principari. Immo ex hoc intendit legem optime
dominari, quia (ut dicit) "sine appetitu intellectus lex" est.

Item, ad hanc partem videntur esse Seneca et Tullius. In epistola enim "Tu me
inquis" dicit Seneca "philosophie servias oportet, ut tibi contingat vera
libertas... Hoc enim ipsum philosophie servire libertas est" [Ad Lucilium
Epistulae Morales, VIII.7]. Philosophia autem ad intellectum spectat. Et iterum
in epistola "Quod maximum" dicit "Ad hanc," scilicet sapientiam, "te confer si
vis salvus esse, si securus, si beatus, denique si vis esse, quod est maximum,
liber". Et subdit postquam: sapientia "sola libertas est... Si vis"
inquit "tibi omnia subiicere subiice te rationi; multos reges si ratio te
rexerit" [XXXVII.3]. Similiter Tullius in De Paradoxis [Paradoxon V] dicit
omnes sapientes li

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..grammatology, how is one to locate a/the voice or, indeed, the eye?

..Derrida’s “own” question, who or what is writing?, transmutes in the
film into the Nietzschean question, who is asking this question and of what
might any adequate response consist? And, by extension, in what medium?

7!n3ar A8su74o7o9ic: who and what voice and eye?

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D344!D1 a wojna filo2o4ow

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smierc derridy znamionuje poczatek wojny filozoficznej.new york times:Jacques
Derrida, Abstruse Theorist, Dies at 74
By JONATHAN KANDELL (NYT) News October 10, 2004 ...
wedlug lewicy derrida jest diablem dla prawicy wiec kandelska dekonstrukcja
spowodowala szok ujawniajac heide99erowskie korzenie a przez obrone paula de
mana nawet narodowo9ocjalistyczne...
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sa to takie gry ¥ntelektualne
................................
1.ilosc kart jest nieo9raniczona
2.ilosc uczes7nikow 7ez
3.7e9uly 97y nieznane
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pavlov.psyc.queensu.ca/target/

Non sunt multiplicanda entia sine necessiate

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drf napisał:

> sa to takie gry ¥ntelektualne
> ................................
> 1.ilosc kart jest nieo9raniczona
> 2.ilosc uczes7nikow 7ez
> 3.7e9uly 97y nieznane

1: ok
2: ok
3: nope. jesli 1ok, 2ok, to 7e9uly 97y 2nane !

monet.physik.unibas.ch/~elmer/pendulum/bif.htm
www.igs.net/~tril/bif/

aczkolwiek od gier nikt sie logiki nie domaga...

ps. na przyklad wszyscy uczestnicy nie dadza rady rownoczesnie wyrzucic
wszystkich kart na stol, gdyz nie sa w stanie przekroczyc predkosci swiatla, no
nie? A gdyby jakims cudem wyrzucili, to stol musialby miec nieskonczona
powierzchnie, no nie? W takim razie z punktu widzenia pojedynczego uczestnika
znaczenie maja decyzje graczy znajdujacych sie w obrebie jego horyzontu
zdarzen. Zasieg swiatla ogranicza informacje (jesli nie dociera, to nie ma
wplywu). Dlugosc zywota gracza tez ma znaczenie, bo co z tego ze info dotrze,
jak po smierci gracza? Chyba ze chodzi o zabawe bogow na Olimpie: ze
uczestnikami gry sa osobnicy wszechmogacy. Ale jak wszechmogacy, to jak uniknac
paradoksu sprzecznych decyzji? Bogowie anihiluja sie wzajemnie czy tez nie sa
wszechmocni?

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> drf napisał:
>
> > sa to takie gry ¥ntelektualne
> > ................................
> > 1.ilosc kart jest nieo9raniczona
> > 2.ilosc uczes7nikow 7ez
> > 3.7e9uly 97y nieznane
>
> 1: ok
> 2: ok
> 3: nope. jesli 1ok, 2ok, to 7e9uly 97y 2nane !
>
> monet.physik.unibas.ch/~elmer/pendulum/bif.htm
> www.igs.net/~tril/bif/
>
> aczkolwiek od gier nikt sie logiki nie domaga...
>
> ps. na przyklad wszyscy uczestnicy nie dadza rady rownoczesnie wyrzucic
> wszystkich kart na stol, gdyz nie sa w stanie przekroczyc predkosci swiatla,
no
>
> nie? A gdyby jakims cudem wyrzucili, to stol musialby miec nieskonczona
> powierzchnie, no nie? W takim razie z punktu widzenia pojedynczego uczestnika
> znaczenie maja decyzje graczy znajdujacych sie w obrebie jego horyzontu
> zdarzen. Zasieg swiatla ogranicza informacje (jesli nie dociera, to nie ma
> wplywu). Dlugosc zywota gracza tez ma znaczenie, bo co z tego ze info dotrze,
> jak po smierci gracza? Chyba ze chodzi o zabawe bogow na Olimpie: ze
> uczestnikami gry sa osobnicy wszechmogacy. Ale jak wszechmogacy, to jak
uniknac
>
> paradoksu sprzecznych decyzji? Bogowie anihiluja sie wzajemnie czy tez nie sa
> wszechmocni?
>
>...masz 6acje 9ene6alnie i nie6analnie
809owie 7o ci 96acze co us7alaja ..7e9uly 97y
...sp6zecznosc in7e6esow jes7 nieunikniona
olimpisci 860nia sie za960zeni nowymi olimpiadami
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C7ea7ywnie ?
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> 809owie 7o ci 96acze co us7alaja ..7e9uly 97y
> ...sp6zecznosc in7e6esow jes7 nieunikniona
> olimpisci 860nia sie za960zeni nowymi olimpiadami
> ope7acja sym6olami?
> C7ea7ywnie ?
> de7idish
> caa6alizm?-)de7ons777c7ia
> holy800K? 4UM07?
> ))

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Sau7e
budo.net.pl/viewtopic.php?p=372969
Det tycks alltså handla om skrivandets lycka, som består i att rikta kärleken
via den verksamma handen mot det förflutnas drag, som inte behöver höra till
löftets ordning. I och med denna rörelse genom det nuvarande, det förflutna och
en möjlig men ej påkallad framtid, sker en befrielse. Det liknar skrivandets
process, och de flesta författare kan känna igen den. Det som gör denna
skenbart enkla dikt komplex, och mycket derridask, är dock två ting. Först
andra radens "de main", som skrivna isär självklart betyder "med handen". Men
lästa förs de av ljudlikheten samman och bildar ordet "demain", "i morgon". I
sådant fall riktas hela dikten framåt, mot den löftets ordning, som ännu inte
varit i sikte.

Det som ytterligare gör denna dubbeltydighet närvarande är det avslutande
verbet "sauvé", som också kan betyda "räddad", och som kan syfta på draget, "le
trait", lika mycket som på det skrivande jaget. Skrivakten liknar då den
räddningsakt, som kritikern enligt Walter Benjamin har som uppgift att utföra.
Vänd mot det förflutna bärgar han över spillrorna till en kommande framtid.
Löftet var kanske inte närvarande i det förgångna, men att utsäga det i
negationens form - "inte ens" - visar dess nödvändighet och möjliga återkomst.
Derridas språksyn låg mycket nära Benjamins, inte minst genom tron på språkets
fortsatta verkan i historien. Jag skulle alltså behöva göra om min tolkning:

Att ännu älska
i morgon
Det drag som i den dag
som gått
Inte ens
tillkommit ett löfte -
Befriat

Här är det förflutnas drag som befriats av skrivakten. Dikten är en föresats
som rymmer en poetik. Den kanske inte är så märkvärdig som dikt, men den pekar
på något som alltför ofta glöms bort när man talar om Derrida. Jag läser i dag
att man i USA strider om arvet efter Derrida. Var han verkligen en betydande
filosof? Derrida har alltid varit en kontroversiell tänkare, och det länder
honom till heder. Men vad som måste sägas är att dekonstruktionen aldrig har
varit någon metod att läsa litterära texter, inte heller en viss teori. Snarare
ett tänkande som visat sig ganska onyttigt, men som trots sin onyttighet haft
en viktig uppgift att peka på gränserna för de system och hierarkier, som varit
förhärskande i vår kultur.

Dekonstruktionen tänker i stället tillblivelsen, och det är väl inte så många
filosofer som ägnat sig åt detta. Herakleitos gjorde det, Hegel, Nietzsche,
också Heidegger, men om man gör det blir det svårt att använda ordet "är". Och
det är kanske när allt kommer omkring den bästa sammanfattningen av vad
dekonstruktionen går ut på. Derrida skrev en gång att dekonstruktionen "är vad
som sker", närmare bestämt "vad som sker i dag". Det som sker och blir till är
större än det som är.

Låt mig återvända till dikten som Derrida skickade till mig. Kanske det där
chiffret kan läsas, trots allt, som just ett skeende, själva tillblivelsen:
ELNS låter som "Elle naisse", "hon må föda". Språket, skriften, poesin,
verkligheten, allt detta står - på franska - i femininum: en kvinna som
föder...

Anders Olsson, professor i litteraturvetenskap, Stockholms universitet

www.dn.se/DNet/jsp/polopoly.jsp?d=1058&a=332430&previousRenderType=6
<.>

naissance?

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la naissance de quoi?
moi, je blaguaias, je racontais..mais maintenant
je peut seulment pleurer ...
parce que je trop de dire et je n'ai personne qui veulait savoir ce que je
voudrais dire.
et je sais pas comment le faire...
j'ai commence a ecrire qqch mais je ne peux pas....
je m'en vais d'ici....

Bisous.....

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pare bledow juz nawet he he jezyka zapomnialem.
j'ai trop a dire qu lieu de je trop de dire.

tak to jest kiedy graja emocje.......
wystarczy.jest mi fatalnie.....

nikomu nie zycze zdolnosci odczuwania tak jak ja to mam.
autystycznie kazdy dzwiek - slowo boli.

dobranoc

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a to ze mi zle to nie wasza wina.

Spijcie dobrze
Milego dnia

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No i widzisz, kocie, kolejne moje przemowienie poszlo w powietrze. Na litosc
tez sie nie dam nabrac. Gadu gadu juz bylo i juz nie bedzie. Zadnej wymiany
majlowej tez nie bedzie. To bardzo ladnie ze czujesz siebie, wszyscy to maja.
Chodzilo mi raczej o czucie otoczenia. Cierpienie jest urocze, glownie zwiazane
z burza hormoinalna, ktora ci przynajmniej czesciowo ci przejdzie jak
osiagniesz wiek odpowiednio stateczny. To co nie przejdzie, jest zwiazane z
faktem, ze istniejesz. To jest chore, co w tej chwili robisz. Tak sie
zaglebiasz w swoich potrzebach, ze ci nawet nie przyszlo do glowy, ze dreczysz
innego czlowieka. I to od dluzszego czasu. A teraz probujesz nabierac na litosc
zeby dreczyc bardziej. Grasz na moich uczuciach, ze cie nie traktuje jak
czlowieka. Fajnie. Tylko jak ty sobie wyobrazasz to traktowanie jak czlowieka?
Ze mam byc do dyspozycji 24/dobe, osiagalna za pomoca forum, majla, faxu,
telefonu i gadu gadu, zebys mogl mowic o sobie i swoich niezwyklych
przezyciach? Czy ty w ogole zdajesz sobie sprawe co to za wymaganie? Wlasnie
przez poczucie humoru potrafie jeszcze z toba rozmawiac, ale prawda jest taka,
ze jestes moim wampirem energetycznym, i to bardzo glodnym. Nie masz zadnego
czucia. Myslac o sobie od 3 lat nie jestes w stanie pojac jak bardzo kogos
dreczysz. Mowilam ci to wielokrotnie. W tym ukladzie ktory powstal w twojej
glowie, mi przypada rola twojej ofiary. A ja nie lubie byc niczyja ofiara. Nie
chce cie wysylac zebys kogo innego dreczyl, dlatego wysylam do biblioteki. Daj
mi pozyc 5 minut bez ciebie, twoich komentarzy do wszystkiego co robie, i bez
twoich propozycji. I tak wiesz ze je odrzuce, to po co je skladasz? To dotyczy
takze forum. Kazdy oczywiscie bywa gdzie chce, ale jesli na 100 procent watkow
w ktorych bywam wszedzie pojawiasz sie ty, to juz nie jest prawo statystyki
tylko przesladowanie. Z wczesniejszej praktyki wiem ze tego rodzaju apele
docieraja do ciebie co najwyzej na miesiac, ale ja tego miesiaca bardzo
potrzebuje. Nawet nie wyobrazasz sobie jak bardzo. Idz sobie. Postaraj sie do
cholery zrozumiec wreszcie, ze na swiecie zyje wiecej niz jeden czlowiek. Ten
drugi czlowiek ma swoje zycie i dlatego nie moze zyc twoim zyciem. I jest do
tego stopnia przez ciebie zadreczony, ze sie wczoraj juz na poly serio
zastanawial, czy ci sie nie wlamac na komputer zeby spalic twardziela. Po to
tylko, zeby uzyskac 5 minut wolnosci od przesladowcy. Jstes milym, bardzo
bystrym, mlodym czlowiekiem. Qrwa, wydoroslej w koncu

suR3Realizm

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www.manray-photo.com/html/bio/setbio_gb.html
www.manray-photo.com/img/divers/introgb.gif
www.icp.org/exhibitions/man_ray/mr_bio.html
.....................................................



"Mam dostęp do wielkiego, wspaniałego świata. Zupełnie innego niż ten, który
nas otacza. Przechadzam się po nim, spaceruję, podziwiam jego osnute tajemnicą
krajobrazy, wdycham jego zapachy i delektuje się jego owocami. Rozmawiam z
istotami tam zamieszkującymi i od czasu do czasu ustawiam w nim okna, by szarzy
ludzie z szarych ulic mogli przez nie zaglądać i również podziwiać ten
wspaniały świat- Świat Alternatywny."


Jarosław Jaśnikowski

www.jjart.pl/pl/index.html

surrealizm nadrealizm, ruch art. powstały w 1920-30 we Francji, obejmujący lit.
i sztuki plast., pragnący uniezależnić wyobraźnię artysty od form logicznego
myślenia, opierający twórczość na skojarzeniach płynących z podświadomości i
marzeń sennych, wyrażający się w nie powiązanych z sobą obrazach fantastycznych
w nienaturalnych zestawieniach i kombinacjach.
Etym. - fr. surréalisme 'jw.'; sur 'na(d)'; zob. realizm.

www.bway.net/~monique/history.htm

[Gość: rainman]

su33ealizm...oso9li30sci...osobo30sci..
podyskutowalbym bo prawie nigdy takich dyskusji na Fa nie ma! ale
zakonczylem 707e tutaj wiec...

8uzka dobra?noc

The Day After Tomorrow

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With all the news on TV lately about the extreme weather conditions
affecting the East Coast of the US, the mud slides in the Middle East
and South America, the flood that made it's mark on Southern England,
along with the dire predictions made by such films as The Day After
Tomorrow, we shouldn't forget that Sweden has its share of devastating
weather too.

www.sterilecreed.com/weather/images/damage2.jpg
I've attached a photo illustrating the damage caused to my home from a
storm that passed through the south of Sweden last week. It really
makes you cherish what you have, and reminds us not to take things for
granted!

The2 Day5 After6 Tomorrow1 "What is salt?"

[drf]

www.kcmetro.cc.mo.us/pennvalley/biology/lewis/gs.htm
Written by Steven Lewis, 1995.
IN THE SPRING of '76 I enrolled in an epistemology class at the University of
Kansas, primarily because Korzybski had spoken favorably of this branch of
philosophy and I wanted to learn more. I should have realized I was cruising
for a bruising, because Aristotle's writings were scheduled to take up almost a
third of the course, and the most recent philosopher we would evaluate would be
David Hume.

On the first day of class the instructor gave me the first of many lessons in
the difficulties of general semantics. He asked the class, "What is salt?" One
student replied "sodium chloride." Another replied "a white crystalline
powder." Another replied "a food flavorer." Eventually, and dramatically, the
instructor notified us that we had only reported what we do with salt and what
salt is made of. None of us had reported, however, what salt IS.

I almost couldn't believe my ears. My hand shot up, and in my youthful
innocence I said, "Whatever you say salt is, it is not, for it is not words."
For a brief moment I fantasized that I might be awarded a special scholarship.
The instructor stared at me for a moment and no one said anything. Just when I
thought he was going to invite me to be guest lecturer he said, "Of course,
salt is not the word. But you haven't told me what salt is."

Clearly, he was going to be a hard nut to crack, but I continued: "The white
crystalline stuff that you put on your food exists on the nonverbal level. The
word 'salt' exists on the verbal level. Anything we say about the nonverbal
salt will be on the verbal level. What the others said about salt

do patience

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TranSmisj3 ps!
Prze/SLaD/ow.Ces.ali
...........
.../psy/kozy/owce/kogut
jozekZAzDEkonsTRuowany..
?
)))))
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[Gość: PatiEnCeOfWar]

TransMisje Ps!&kozy

YoDaDa recommendations?
MendItA7ions?
Adaptactions?

received:


1.When on surrounded ground, plot.
2.When on deadly ground, fight.

So the rule of military operations is not to count on opponents not coming, but
to rely on having ways of dealing with them; not to count on opponents not
attacking, but to rely on having what cannot be attacked.

> .../psy/kozy/owce/kogut
> jozekZAzDEkonsTRuowany..

Military formation is like water- the form of water is to avoid the high and go
to the low, the form of a military force is to avoid the full and attack the
emppty; the flow of water is determined by the eartf\h, the victory of a
military force is determined by the opponent.

So a military force has no constant formation, water has no constant shape: the
ability to gain victory by changing and adapting accordingly to the opponent is
called genius.



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extreme weather conditions affecting the East ?

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Sun Tzu Yo Dadart OfWar

He changes his actions and revises his plans so that people will not recognize
them. He changes his abode and goes by a circuitous route, so that people
cannot anticipate him.

thank you
))))))

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Sun Tzu Yo DrdarF OfWar
caly?
3 garscie wlosow mniej

s-t-r-u-m-i-e-ń ....... d-z-i-a-ł-a-ń

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www.harmony.org.uk/demo1n.html
www.harmony.org.uk/book_contents.htm
".. nie jest zwyciestwem pokonanie tysiecy na polu walki
jezeli nie zdobyles siebie..."ksiegaOwocow

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Tak Mistrzu.

Nie jest sztuka sie o siebie troszczyc.
Sztuka jest przetrzymac, ze sie inni o ciebie troszcza.
Ale inaczej byloby solipsyS7ycznie

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sol i psy S7 z nie ?

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www.alter.most.org.pl/kurwa/polski.html


www.nothingness.org/
www.spunk.org/library/sex/sp001711.html
(.)

Going into my ears... or elsewhere

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Middle class Victorian women and some suffragettes had established themselves
as moral authorities. Even some of the most radical nineteenth century
activists had accepted the overall view that men are sexual predators, and
that 'fallen' women were victims of them.

Kran kapie, ale z daleka od zlewu.
Wyrwal sie ze sciany i uciek?

...the battle had been to bring into the open the discrimination that women
faced every day. The overall mood was that anything was possible - women were
insisting on breaking out of the repressive roles that had been forced on them.
They demanded that women's sexual pleasure should be a fundamental part of any
heterosexual relationship.

strindberg :photographing the human soul

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Strindberg's photographs
I do not care about my own appearance, but I would hope that people could see
my soul, and that is presented better in these photographs than in others."

www.strindbergsmuseet.se/english/works/photos.html
www.extrapris.com/astrindberg.html
From the "Occult Diary"

Strindberg kept his "Occult Diary" for more than ten years. The extract below
is from 1908. He has divorced Harriet Bosse and she is planning to remarry with
another man. But in Strindberg´s fantasy she still visits him, mostly at
nighttime .



April 20th.
This evening she came again, like roses, loving and full of longing.
Night came; she slept on my arm, but did not desire me until towards
morning, then ...

April 21st.
The whole morning, solely as roses. Later she disappeared! In the evening she
returned, but went again. At night apathetic and calm until the morning,when
she sought me ...

April 23rd.
A heavy day, spent in idleness. Slept much. Harriet away, but towards evening
could feel her stretching for me below the chest.
!!Went to bed, grew calmer. No contact with Harriet during the night. I sought
her but did not find her until 5 o´clock, ...

April 24th.
A glorius morning. Harriet was with me all forenoon, gentle, loving, like
flowers in my mouth!

Is she literally two persons? And do I possess one? The better one?
That would seem to be the case, for when we meet or write we hate
each other. Is this possible?

Photographing the soul of God;)

[Gość: MeTaMorph]

PreDator: God That Eats

In rejection of Universe
He sleeps
Encoding Metamorphs into His dreams

He is terrified
By what?
He is left alone
By whom?

HimSelf?

The breeze distinguished from mouth
Cannot touch itself
What if He wakes up?

Crazy Nietzsche yearning for return to own body
Tried to kill Him
And expired
In a white tissue sewed by his sister

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Symmetry is a characteristic of geometrical shapes, equations and other
objects; we say that such an object is symmetric with respect to a given
operation if this operation, when applied to the object, does not appear to
change it. The three main symmetrical operations are reflection, rotation and
translation. A reflection "flips" an object over a line, inverting it to its
mirror image, as if in a mirror.

A rotation rotates an object using a point as its center. An equilateral
triangle has rotational symmetry with respect to an angle of 120 degrees.
Pentamerism is a body symmetry exhibited primarily by starfish; it is
rotational symmetry with respect to an angle of 72°.

Rotational symmetry with respect to any angle is, in 2D, circular symmetry. In
3D we can distinguish cylindrical symmetry and spherical symmetry (no change
when rotating about one axis, or for any rotation). I.e., no dependence on the
angle using cylindrical coordinates and no dependence on either angle using
spherical coordinates.

A translation "slides" an object from one area to another by a vector. Symmetry
occurs in geometry, mathematics, physics, biology, art, literature
(palindromes), etc.

Although two objects with great similarity appear the same, they must logically
be different. For example, if one rotates an equilateral triangle around its
center 120 degrees, it will appear the same as it was before the rotation to an
observer. In theoretical euclidean geometry, such a rotation would be
unrecognizable from its previous form. In reality however, each corner of any
equilateral triangle composed of matter must be composed of separate molecules
in separate locations. Therefore, symmetry in real physical objects is a matter
of similarity instead of sameness. The difficulty for an intelligence to
differentiate such a seemingly exact similarity might be responsible for the
mild altered state of consciousness one gets by observing intricate patterns
based on symmetry


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Definition of Chirality




In geometry, a figure is chiral (and said to have chirality) if it is not
identical to its mirror image, or more particularly can't be mapped to its
mirror images by rotations and translations alone. Such objects then come in
two forms, called enantiomorphs. The word chirality is derived from the greek
χειρ (cheir), the hand, the most familiar chiral object; the word Enantiomorph
stems from the greek εναντιος (enantios) 'opposite' and μορφη (morphe) 'form'.
A non-chiral figure is also called achiral.

A figure is achiral if and only if its symmetry group contains at least one
indirect (orientation reversing) isometry.

For a discussion of chiral molecules or atoms or chirality in chemistry, see
the section under Chemistry below.

Many familiar objects are chiral - for instance, a right glove and left glove
are enantiomorphic, and so are the S and Z tetrominoes of the popular video
game Tetris.

In three dimensions, every figure which possesses a plane of symmetry or a
center of symmetry is achiral. (A center of symmetry of a figure <math>F<math>
is a point <math>C<math>, such that <math>F<math> is invariant under the
mapping <math>x\mapsto -x<math>, where we have chosen <math>C<math> to be the
origin of the coordinate system.) Note, however, that there are achiral figures
lacking both plane and center of symmetry.

In two dimensions, every figure which possesses a line of symmetry is achiral,
and it can be shown that every bounded achiral figure must have a line of
symmetry. Consider the following pattern:

> > > > > > > > > >
> > > > > > > > > >
This figure is chiral, as it is not identical to its mirror image:

> > > > > > > > > >
> > > > > > > > > >
But if one prolongs the pattern in both directions to infinity, one receives an
(unbounded) achiral figure which has no line of symmetry.


Chemistry
In chemistry (especially organic chemistry), a molecule is chiral (and said to
have chirality) if its overall structure and overall three-dimensional
configuration is always chiral in accordance with the preceding geometric
definition regardless of how the molecule is conformed. Conformations are
temporary positions a molecule can assume as a result of bond rotation,
bending, or stretching as long as a bond is not broken to change the molecule.

An atom is often said to be chiral if the atom is a chiral center in a
molecule. An atom is a chiral center when the molecule it is in, regardless of
the molecule's conformation, can't be made to be identical to (or super-
imposable on) its mirror image by rotations and translations alone if the
chiral atom's center must be super-imposable on its own mirror image position.
A molecule can have multiple chiral centers without being chiral overall. Also,
it is possible, but not very common, for a molecule to have a local area that
is not an atom that acts effectively as a chiral center anyway due to an
unusual shape the molecule may have. It is also possible for a molecule's
overall shape to be chiral without any specific chiral center points in the
molecule. An example is given by 1,3-dichloro-allen, characterized by 2 double
bonds on the same carbon, outlining two perpendicular planes. For this molecule
it is possible to write two enantiomers even if it lacks a chiral center.

Molecular isomers that are enantiomorphs of each other are called enantiomers.
Because such molecules typically show optical activity, they are also often
called optical isomers, The study of chiral molecules, enantiomers (optical
isomers), and molecules with chiral atoms is part of the science of
stereochemistry.


Physics
The fundamental laws of physics may be chiral, as the weak charge is not
invariant under a reflection unless particles are replaced by their
antiparticles as well, and kaon decay appears to violate even that symmetry.

Chirality appears to be important in particle physics because the universe
seems to be asymmetric as far as spin is concerned. Imagine a particle moving
in the direction of one's thumb. The particle can be classified as left-handed
if it is spinning in the direction of the fingers of the left-hand and right-
handed if it is spinning in the direction of the fingers of the right-hand. Up
to now, only left-handed neutrinos (and right-handed anti-neutrinos) have been
observed. But this is explained by the difficulty of detecting right-handed
particles at extremely small masses.

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für die Anmeldung als Wähler verantwortlich, in einigen Staaten wird dabei auch
eine Partei-Zuordnung mit angegeben. Firmen werden zum Teil von den Parteien
beauftragt, neue Wähler in ihrem Sinne zu gewinnen. Unterdessen herrscht bei
der Prognose für die Wahlmänner praktisch Gleichstand. Welcher Kandidat am 2.
November die magische Zahl von 270 erreicht, ist völlig offen.


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'Za' is - soft, gentle, tranquil. 'Zen' is - true. Zazen is the true and
tranquil sitting. Zazen is calm and comfortable cross leg sitting. Sitting in
Zazen creates the harmony between the heart, internal organs, breath and brain.
The principle of sitting in Zazen is to be beyond thinking. To think without
thinking, to let all thought go, focusing on one thing, doing Zazen only.
Slowly through continuous training, the thoughts will stop. The physical
difficulty of sitting, if existent, will disappear. The trainee will feel like
a tiger that climbs the mountain. Zazen is the most direct way to penetrate the
true self. In Zazen we make our inner organs shine from inside, internal energy
is created, and a great life force is developed. Harmony is created and
develops while we sit in Zazen. This unification of body and mind helps us to
penetrate day after day into our true self. We also continue to sit Zazen after
we reach ourselves. Now we have a strong will to help humanity. We become
Bodhisattvas. One day, suddenly, Satori comes, the supreme understanding. After
Satori, we, as Buddha did, continue to sit Zazen.

Danny Waxman

Fukanzazengi (Rules for Zazen)

www.zenki.com/Fukanzazengi.html
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Lokomotywa


Stoi na stacji lokomotywa,
Ciężka, ogromna i pot z niej spływa:
Tłusta oliwa.

Stoi i sapie, dyszy i dmucha,
Żar z rozgrzanego jej brzucha bucha:
Uch - jak gorąco!
Puff - jak gorąco!
Uff - jak gorąco!
Wagony do niej podoczepiali
Wielkie i ciężkie, z żelaza, stali,
I pełno ludzi w każdym wagonie,
A w jednym krowy, a w drugim konie,
A w trzecim siedzą same grubasy,
Siedzą i jedzą tłuste kiełbasy,
A czwarty wagon pełen bananów,
A w piątym stoi sześć fortepianów,
W szóstym armata - o! jaka wielka!
Pod każdym kołem żelazna belka!
W siódmym dębowe stoły i szafy,
W ósmym słoń, niedźwiedź i dwie żyrafy,
W dziewiątym - same tuczone świnie,
W dziesiątym - kufry, paki i skrzynie,
A tych wagonów jest ze czterdzieści,
Sam nie wiem, co się w nich jeszcze mieści.
Lecz choćby przyszło tysiąc atletów
I każdy zjadłby tysiąc kotletów,
I każdy nie wiem jak się wytężał,
To nie udźwigną, taki to ciężar.
Nagle - gwizd!
Nagle - świst!
Para - buch!
Koła - w ruch!

Najpierw

'L3t th3r3 b3 l19ht.'Bamidbar (In the wilderness)

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Bereishith (In the beginning) (Genesis)
Shemoth (The names) (Exodus)
Vayiqra (And He called) (Leviticus)
Bamidbar (In the wilderness) (Numbers)
Devarim (The words) (Deuteronomy)

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Shir Ha Shirim

Cuando Hashem toca la puerta
....

2. I sleep, but my heart is awake. Knocking; it is the voice of my beloved;
Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one; for my head is filled
with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
3. I have taken off my robe; how could I put it on? I have bathed my feet; how
could I soil them?
4. My beloved put his hand through the hole of the door, and my insides were
thrilled by him.
5. I arose to open to my beloved; and my hands dripped with myrrh, and my
fingers with flowing myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6. I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had turned away, and was gone. My
soul failed when he spoke; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called
him, but he gave me no answer.
7. The watchmen that went around in the city found me, they struck me, they
wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8. I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you
tell him, that I am sick with love.
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1I'm just a wildflower picked from the plains of Sharon, a lotus blossom from the valley pools.


The Man
2A lotus blossoming in a swamp of weeds--
that's my dear friend among the girls in the village.


biblegateway.com/cgi-bin/bible?language=english&passage=songs%2B2&version=MSG

The Woman
3As an apricot tree stands out in the forest,
my lover stands above the young men in town.
All I want is to sit in his shade,
to taste and savor his delicious love.
4He took me home with him for a festive meal,
but his eyes feasted on me!

5Oh! Give me something refreshing to eat--and quickly!
Apricots, raisins--anything. I'm about to faint with love!
6His left hand cradles my head,
and his right arm encircles my waist!


7Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem,
by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer:
Don't excite love, don't stir it up,
until the time is ripe--and you're ready.

8Look! Listen! There's my lover!
Do you see him coming?
Vaulting the mountains,
leaping the hills.
9My lover is like a gazelle, graceful;
like a young stag, virile.
Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate,
all ears, all eyes--ready!
10My lover has arrived
and he's speaking to me!
Get up, my dear friend,
fair and beautiful lover--come to me!


The Man
11Look around you: Winter is over;
the winter rains are over, gone!
12Spring flowers are in blossom all over.
The whole world's a choir--and singing!
Spring warblers are filling the forest
with sweet arpeggios.
13Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,
and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.
Oh, get up, dear friend,
my fair and beautiful lover--come to me!
14Come, my shy and modest dove--
leave your seclusion, come out in the open.
Let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is soothing
and your face is ravishing.


The Woman
15Then you must protect me from the foxes,
foxes on the prowl,
Foxes who would like nothing better
than to get into our flowering garden.

16My lover is mine, and I am his.
Nightly he strolls in our garden,
Delighting in the flowers
17until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.

Turn to me, dear lover.
Come like a gazelle.
Leap like a wild stag
on delectable mountains!

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Finding and Keeping Love

by Rabbi Shohama Harris Wiener Shir ha Shirim


Last week my husband and I went to spend a day with a psychologist who has made
a career of helping men and women have more loving and lasting relationships.
The room was filled with hundreds of people—some single, some young marrieds,
some who had been married for twenty or thirty years. All had come because
they found it hard, if not impossible, to sustain the intense feelings of
romance that had pulled them together in the first place.

David Daida, our teacher, has written many books, recorded tapes, and developed
workshops ranging from a few hours to many days in length. One of his basic
ideas is that to feel romantic love, there must be one partner in masculine
mode and one in feminine. Not necessarily a man and a woman, it could be two
women or two men, but at any given moment the partners must be in opposite
energetic poles. This is because we need a positive charge and a negative
charge to attract: either two negatives or two positives will repel each
other. People can change energies back and forth, but at any given moment, for
a loving connection, one must be in masculine and one in feminine.

Our tradition of Jewish mysticism, the Kabbalah, has taught this for thousands
of years. In Kabbalah, masculine represents the energy of giving, and feminine
the energy of receiving. This Shabbat, the one in the middle of the festival
of Passover, is the time we focus on the beauties and challenges of finding and
keeping love. To focus our attention on this theme, we read the most beautiful
love poetry in the Biblical tradition—Shir HaShirim, the Song of
Songs.

On the surface, these poems are love ballads, attributed to King Solomon.

Here are a few well known verses:

“Upon my couch at night I sought the one I love—I sought but found him not.”
3:1

“I was asleep, but my heart was awake. Hark, my beloved knocks.” 5:2

“I am my beloved’s (ani l’dodi) and my beloved is mine (v’dodi li).” 6:3

Because of the erotic nature of the poetry, and the fact that God’s name is
never mentioned, Shir HaShirim nearly didn’t make it into the Hebrew Bible.
What made it holy it in the eyes of our sages was an allegorical interpretation
that saw the love relationship as a story of God, the lover, and Israel, the
beloved. They saw it in an account of how God delivered her from Egypt, chose
her to be His very own people, and gave her the precious gift of Torah. They
saw in it the saga of Israel being close to God, drifting away, and being taken
back.

In this allegory God is the masculine energy and we, Israel, are the feminine.
When we are in this position of receiving we can feel God’s love. However, when
God gave Torah, God gave us mitzvot to do—for God, and for other people. In
this way, we can have the balance of being the active, masculine, giving
energy, and God and the world can be the receivers.

To be balanced in love, we must give AND receive.

Beginning with the second Seder, and ending 50 days later with the festival of
Shavuot, we have the mitzvah of counting the Omer. The omer was originally a
measure of grain, but now counting the Omer by saying a blessing is a way of
counting the days of spiritual preparation for receiving the Torah. This
Shabbat is the fourth day of counting the omer. And
so we say, Baruch Atah Adonai, Elohenu Melech HaOlam, Blessed are You, Our God,
Ruler of the Universe, asher kid’shanu b’mitzvotav, Who has made us holy
through Your commandments, vitzivanu al sefirat ha-omer, and commanded us to
count the Omer. Hayom arba’ah yamim la’omer. This day is the fourth day of the
Omer.

Counting the Omer teaches us that it is not enough to fall in love, to find
love. We must be steady in our giving, to keep love.

May we be so blessed.

www.reclaimingjudaism.org/shohamashirhashirim.htm

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Mine! Mine! Mine!
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....in the darkness bind them ?

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...One Ring to rule them all,
One Ring to find them™
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...One Ring to bring them all
and in the darkness bind them.™

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J.R.R. Tolkien gave the world its first glimpse of Middle-earth in 1937, when
The Hobbit became the Harry Potter of its day. But The Lord of the Rings
trilogy, published almost two decades later, was no children's book. Besides
its high, mythic style, the book's hobbit heroes move through a much larger and
darker Middle-earth than The Hobbit depicted, a world suffused with as much
melancholy as magic. As the evil lord Sauron musters his army of orcs and
ringwraiths in the land of Mordor, the hobbit Frodo joins a small, ragtag
fellowship in the faint hope of destroying a magical ring of power that has
come into his possession. Sauron desperately wants the Ring, which will give
him mastery over Middle-earth, and Frodo must sneak into the blasted land of
Mordor in order to toss the item into the volcano from which it was forged.

Following the release of the final volume of the trilogy in 1955, the poet W.H.
Auden called Tolkien's work a masterpiece comparable to Milton's Paradise Lost,
but the famous American critic Edmund Wilson wrote it off as "juvenile trash."
Though the critical tide is beginning to turn, most academics continue to
dismiss the book as puerile and reactionary. "The hostility is still there,"
says Tom Shippey, a onetime Oxford professor who recently published an artful
defense titled J.R.R. Tolkien: Author of the Century. "There are a lot of self-
appointed experts in literature who feel it is their right to select what is to
be read. It's annoying to them to find that readers don't do what they say."


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8uzi (!)

odpowiedni klucz?

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Szyfr to procedura takiego przekształcania wiadomości, żeby była ona niemożliwa
(lub bardzo trudna) do odczytania przez każdego, kto nie posiada odpowiedniego
klucza.

Wiadomość przed zaszyfrowaniem nazywa się tekstem jawnym (plaintext), a
wiadomość zaszyfrowaną – szyfrogramem (ciphertext).

Szyfrowanie jest zajęciem bardzo starym.....?Współcześnie możemy podzielić
metody szyfrowania na 3 grupy:

szyfry asymetryczne
symetryczne szyfry blokowe
symetryczne szyfry strumieniowe
W szyfrowaniu asymetrycznym występują 2 klucze – klucz publiczny służący do
szyfrowania, oraz klucz prywatny służący do deszyfrowania. Ponieważ nie ma
potrzeby rozpowszechniania klucza prywatnego, bardzo małe są szanse że wpadnie
on w niepowołane ręce. Szyfry asymetryczne opierają się na istnieniu pewnych
trudnych do odwrócenia problemów. Np. o wiele łatwiej jest pomnożyć przez
siebie 2 duże liczby, niż rozłożyć dużą liczbę na czynniki (opiera się na tym
system RSA). Drugim popularnym systemem jest ElGamal, opierający się na
trudności logarytmu dyskretnego. Typowe rozmiary kluczy są rzędu 1024-2048
bitów. W przypadku RSA złamane zostały klucze rozmiarów do ok. 500 bitów.

Szyfry blokowe to procedury, które szyfrują niewielkie bloki danych (znacznie
mniejsze od typowej wiadomości), współcześnie jest to najczęściej 128 bitów
(AES), choć do niedawna przeważały 64-bitowe bloki (DES, 3DES, Blowfish
(kryptografia), IDEA). Klucze są znacznie mniejsze, mają zwykle od 128 do 256
bitów, przy czym wartości mniejsze od 80 (DES – 56) są uważane za
niewystarczające. Typowy szyfr blokowy składa się z kilkunastu dość prostych
rund przekształcających blok. Operacje używane w tych szyfrach są zwykle
proste, ale pochodzą z "różnych światów", np. używa się dodawania, XOR,
przesunięć cyklicznych, różnego typu S-BOXów, mnożenia modulo liczb pierwszych
itd. Już kilka rund takich operacji zupełnie zaburza jakikolwiek porządek i
jest bardzo trudne do analizowania.

Ponieważ szyfr blokowy szyfruje jedynie niewielką ilość informacji, używane są
różne tryby szyfrowania, które umożliwiają szyfrowanie większych wiadomości.

Szyfry strumieniowe szyfrują każdy znak tekstu jawnego osobno, generując znak
strumienia szyfrującego i przekształcając go na przykład z użyciem funkcji XOR
go ze znakiem danych, w związku z czym nie jest konieczne oczekiwanie na cały
blok danych, jak w przypadku szyfrów blokowych. Najpopularniejszym współczesnym
szyfrem strumieniowym jest RC4, którego stosowanie jest ograniczone ze względu
na warunki licencyjne. Inne populrarne szyfry strumieniowe to A5/1 i A5/2
stosowane w telefonii komórkowej. Do szyfrów strumieniowych należą też
historyczne szyfry polialfabetyczne i monoalfabetyczne.

Niektóre z trybów szyfrów blokowych – CFB, OFB, CTR – działają jako szyfry
strumieniowe, generując strumień szyfrujący i XORując dane.

Osobnym szyfrem w swojej klasie jest one time pad.

pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Szyfr
pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kryptografia
ufo.dos.pl/article.php?sid=37

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The future of NATO and Russia
Who *ISN'T* under threat from Islamist terrorists?
Al Qaeda videotape threatens Rome
We are WINNING the war on TERROR!
Spanish Appeasement Accomplished NOTHING
Nothing can stop Al Qaeda bombing in London (Islamists burn flag at mosque)
Another bomb found on Spanish train tracks
Terror and Tolerance [No more!]
McDonald's attack in Italy - Moroccan terrorist fails and kills only himself
Hizbollah is at Hamas' service
SWC Museum of Tolerance CD on cyber-hate
The Religious Tiger
Creating the enemy
Suspect 'planned Australia attack' on a nuclear reactor or military base
Is this man a terrorist? Man arrested near LA-area airport
From Stratfor: The political success of the Spanish bombings
France: Are Chechens Tied to Tangled Web of Threats?
Pigs to save world from Terrorism
Shutting Down Terrorist Financing
Europe's shame
Europe Talks Terrorism
We are fighting to ELMININATE YOU
To the moderators
Hezbollah, the good guys.
They Asked for the Truth
3/11/2004
Musharraf Cursed if He Does, Ousted if He Doesn't?
Daniel Pipes Is Wrong?
Blasts Kill 143 at Iraq Shiite Shrines
The State Of Terror
Iraq: Tag-Team Terror
Hamas from Cradle to Grave
US to hit Syria with sanctions
International terror in Iraq (inc.Palestinian)
Ceasefire Over in Ireland?
Muslim Convert Soldier Arrested: Aiding al-Qaeda
Kadaffy, Cusay, Uday and LIBERALISM!
Islam in France

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Al-Qadr (The Night of Power)
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Pictorial Semiotics and C.S Peirce

Studies of meaning descent from semiotics which is a philosophical approach
that try to interpret messages in terms of their signs and patterns of
symbolism. The study of semiotics, arise from a literary or linguistic context
and has been expanding in a number of directions since the early works of C.S.
Peirce and Ferdinand Saussure (Moriarty 1996).


A sign can be a word, a sound, or a visual image. Saussure divides a sign into
two components: the signifier (the sound, image, or word) and the signified,
which is the concept the signifier represents, or the meaning. The relation
between the signifier and the signified is arbitrary and conventional. In other
words, signs can mean anything we agree that they mean, and they can mean
different things to different people (Moriarty 1994) .


Peirce categorized the patterns of meaning in signs as 1) iconic, 2) symbolic
and 3) indexical. An iconic sign looks like what it represents: a picture of a
dog, for example. The meaning of a symbol, like the flag of Finland or the
Eiffel Tower, is determined by convention, in other words, its meaning is
arbitrary; it is based upon agreement and learned through experience. Language
uses words as symbols that have to be learned; in Western languages there is no
iconic or representational link between a word and its signified concept or
meaning except onomatopoetic words. An indexical sign is a clue that links or
connects things in nature. Smoke, for example, is a sign of fire. Visual
communication uses all three types signs: iconic, symbol and indexical
(Moriarty 1994).


Another concept which is important to Peirce's semiotics and particularly
relevant to understand how visual communication operates, is the notion of the
interpretant. According to Peirce the sign/object relationship is the basis of
semiotics.Then he adds the concept of interpretant to create a third dimension
to construct a sign/object/interpretant hypotheisis. By interpretant Peirce
means the idea contained in the concept as it is decoded or followed thought to
which the sign gives rise. He explains that a thought is a sign requiring
interpretation by a follow-up thought in order to achieve meaning. Our
memories, which provide the foundation for the meaning process, are "reservoirs
of interpretants" (Moriarty 1994).


For example the word /dog/ and a picture of the animal both represent concept
of "dogness." There are interpretations imposed on this concept of dogness
based on our personal experiences and also on additional information and
description that accompanies the sign. Other verbal interpretants for the
word /dog/ could be puppy or faithful. Each further interepretation tends to
bring on the concept and make it richer (Moriarty 1994).


The notion of code or sign system, is another important element especially in a
comparison of visual and verbal communication in Peircean semiotics. Language
is a code and it functions as a system of rules. To Peirce the concept of
semiotic code is broader than just language and includes such sign systems as
body language, braille and sign language. Even nature can be seen as a system
of coded signs and Eco argues that the roots of semiotic interpretation lies
far back in time with hunters and trackers who could read the signs of nature
(Moriarty 1994).


Peircean semiotics enable us to talk of all kind of signs, whether language or
non-language, as components of all forms of meaning. He explains that, "All the
universe is perfused with signs, if it is not composed exclusively of signs"
(Moriarty 1996).

As mentionned above he developed a tripartite system to classify the complex
world of signs as icons, indexes, and symbols. Peirce defines an icon as
similar to its subject: an iconic signs carry some quality of the thing they
stand for as a portrait stands for a person. Most often an iconic sign is a
representation of a drawing or a photograph where likeness or resemblance is a
determining characteristic. An index is physically connected with its object.
It is an evidence that something exists or has occurred: a footprint means
someone just walked by. Symbolic signs are arbitrary and they stand for
something that has been developed through a process of consensus as a word
stands for a concept. A symbol, such as a blue cross on white flag, is linked
by convention with its object. We learn that a blue cross on white flag stands
for the country of Finland. Symbols, therefore, are conventional like most
spoken and written words and subject to a more closed than open interpretation
process (Moriarty 1996).


Although symbols are arbitrary, icons and indexes are "motivated". Icons and
indexes resemble more the object they stand for rather than being created by
convention. Fiske and Hartley explain in their book on Reading Television
that, "the greater the motivation, the smaller the role played by socially
based convention; and the weaker the motivation, the more constraining is the
convention" (Reading Television 1978:39 in Moriarty 1996). Because icons and
indexes are not based on blindly determined meaning relationships but rather on
personal experience, they are more open to interpretation. Symbols may be
complex, but once we have learnt their meaning, they are less open to
individualistic interpretations. A stop sign is a stop sign, but a rose is not
always a rose (Moriarty 1996).


Peirce's notion of abduction is another approach to understand how we make
sense of representations. Abduction is a way of thinking that is based on
hypothesis that we build and conclude the meanings of signs rather than making
formal, deductive or inductive conclusions. As mentionned earlier Umberto Eco
makes the argument that the roots of abduction lies far back in time with
hunters and trackers who could interprete the signs of nature. Visual
interpretation of representations may be described as abductive because
decoding begins with observing hints in the visual object (perception) and then
interpretations move to a conclusion by hypothesizing relationships and
patterns (cognition, convention) through massive parallel processing. Abduction
is built on natural perception at both the iconic and indexical levels and sets
the stage for more complex forms of cognitive processing and so abduction lies
midway between natural perception and cognitive processing (Moriarty 1996).




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The Book as a Machine of Knowledge.

When we use books to study books, or hard copy texts to analyze other hard copy
texts, the scale of the tools seriously limits the possible results. In
studying the physical world, for example, it makes a great difference if the
level of the analysis is experiential (direct) or mathematical (abstract). In a
similar way, electronic tools in literary studies don't simply provide a new
point of view on the materials, they lift one's general level of attention to a
higher order. The difference between the codex and the electronic Oxford
English Dictionary provides a simple but eloquent illustration of this. The
electronic OED is a meta-book, i.e., it has consumed everything that the codex
OED provides and reorganized it at a higher level. It is a research tool with
greater powers of consciousness. As a result, the electronic OED can be read as
a book or it can be used electronically. In the latter case it will generate
readerly views of its information that cannot be had in the codex OED without
unacceptable expenditures of time and labor.

So far as editing and textual studies are concerned, codex tools present
serious difficulties. To make a new edition one has to duplicate the entire
productive process, and then add to or modify the work as necessary.
Furthermore, the historical process of documentary descent generates an
increasingly complex textual network (the word "text" derives from a word that
means "weaving"). Critical editions were developed to deal with exactly these
situations. A magnificent array of textual machinery evolved over many
centuries.

Brilliantly conceived, these works are nonetheless infamously difficult to read
and use. Their problems arise because they deploy a book form to study another
book form. This symmetry between the tool and its subject forces the scholar to
invent analytic mechanisms that must be displayed and engaged at the primary
reading level

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Bush, And Chaos, To Be Given Second Chance
"It's been a while since we had a civil war" says Viceroy
Schwartzman “Besides , it would be good cover for our blood-line dilution
program"

At 1a.m. November 3rd Helen Schwartzman, Viceroy for Goy Affairs North America,
told her Ohio office to “ever so slightly” tip it's votes in favor of President
Bush. "I wasn't in the mood to drag it out again" said the Viceroy "I figure
the masses are sufficiently distracted as it is and I have a life you know."

The Viceroy’s office chose the goy puppet last week amid much internal
squabbling. The official announcement stated that “President Bush has
successfully kept the goy nation distracted from the true operations of power,
as laid out in his job description. The United States have never been more
confused, divided, and in-a-tizzy.”

The Viceroy’s office has weathered a great deal of criticism over its continued
support for the Goyopres amid claims that the “3 Cs,” the ancient Viceregal
Doctrine of Chaos, Confusion and Christ, may be outdated.

Fiona Schimona (Grand Muckaluck for Order and The Keeper of Lists and Grudges)
is a leading critic of the Viceroy’s office. Muckaluck Schimona caustically
refers to the Doctrine as the “3Ws” plan, “White bread, Whackos and War.”

“I appreciate as much as any one else the need to keep American goyim
distracted,” said Mrs. Schimona at a last minute meeting Thursday, “but they
were perfectly distracted by video games, pornography and delivery pizza
before. Now they are traveling the world blowing things up. Not only is this
noisy, but there is a very real danger in mixing them with other cultures. They
might realize they have been living in a bubble, and you really won’t want to
be around when it pops, baby.”

Viceroy Schwartzman dismissed the complaints as unrealistic. She also countered
rumors that the reason President Bush is to be retained despite many excesses
was because of her several real estate ventures in Florida.

President Bush’s reconfirmation will take place in the ceremony hall has usual.
The sacrifice will be at 8 o’clock, followed by the Partaking of America
ceremony (red coffee and red doughnuts will be served for those who are
squeamish about the entrails). Afterwards he will be re-invested with the
Golden Knife and Bowl and Viceroy Schwartzman’s new direct number.
Members wishing to attend should call their local office and ask for “Dr.
Kropotnick’s secretary.” This will connect you with the Community Affairs
Office.

www.internationaljewishconspiracy.com/articles/ijc_040228_unclezog.html
So Ask Uncle Zog Already
After a school-sponsored screening of Mel Gibson's The Passion of the Christ,
Ms. Mahoney's 5th grade class from St. Christina of the Conception Elementary
School had some questions. Of course they turned to the man who has all the
answers.

Q. What is Jesus' Passion?- Dan Gaba, age 11

A. Woodworking. . . and modern dance.

Q. Why was there no Joseph in the movie?- Keith O'Shaunessy, age 10

A. Oy, does Mel have some "father issues" or what? In Mel's mind, I imagine
Joseph was busy embarrassing his son by giving interviews proclaiming that "the
Holocaust is never GOING to happen in nineteen hundred years, no matter what
they tell you!"

Q. In the movie, Jesus had a brother. Do you think he had an inferiority
complex having to live up to his brother?- Richard Bolster, age 12

A. Oh, no. Jesus' brother Simon was the sort of fellow who really knew how to
appreciate and celebrate who his brother was. He threw "you bring the water, we
make it wine" parties, and he was never shy about going up to any velvet rope
in Jerusalem and saying, "I'm pretty sure I'm on the list. My name is
Simon. . . Simon CHRIST." And he was always asking Jesus to make recordings for
his buddies' outgoing messages, like: "Hey, this is Jeeze. What would I do? I'd
leave a message."

Q. In the last scene of the movie, Jesus seemed really pissed. Is that
possible?- "Little" Joe LoTruglio, age 15

A. Of course, you would too if someone hung you up to dry for days, like a wet
shmatte. By having Jesus revive himself, Mel is cleverly keeping the door open
for a sequel, perhaps "Jesus II : Resurrection Boogaloo." In the last scene of
the film, Jesus resurrects himself (wherein I do believe he becomes
bulletproof) and struts out the door with a determined look, undoubtedly
to "get biblical" on some "Roman ass" - and now you can too! With the all new
JESUS ACTION FIGURE by ZogCo! Pretend you are doling out some divine payback
with the newly resurrected Jesus. This limited edition comes complete with real
stigmata blood and afterlife-like "smiting" action.

Q. Is the movie really anti-Semitic?- Costanza Cortez, age 12

A. Well, little 'girlchik', it depends how you look at it. If you think Jesus
got what was coming to him, or that nailing people to stuff is fun and cool,
then NO.

Q. I heard that Jim Caviezel (who played Jesus) got hit by lightening during
the filming, and that the assistant director got hit twice! Is that true?-
Danny, age 11

A. Caviezel was my assistant, Marty's, idea. I tell you, the things he thinks
up. It was Simcha Torah and we had been out all night, all strung out on kasha
and gefilte, and Marty says he's heard that Mel Gibson is making this Jesus
movie, that it's defamatory to the Jews, and that we should 'punk' them with
a "message from God" - which, at the time, I thought was hilarious, but I guess
you had to be there. The assistant director, on the other hand, really was a
message from God. What can I tell you? Everyone's a critic.

Have a question for Uncle Zog? Email him! His address is
[e-mail], like that you can't forget!

CZLOWIEK KGB

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AT WAR

The KGB's Man
Moscow turned Arafat into a terrorist.

BY ION MIHAI PACEPA
Saturday, September 27, 2003 12:01 a.m. EDT

The Israeli government has vowed to expel Yasser Arafat, calling him
an "obstacle" to peace. But the 72-year-old Palestinian leader is much more
than that; he is a career terrorist, trained, armed and bankrolled by the
Soviet Union and its satellites for decades.

Before I defected to America from Romania, leaving my post as chief of Romanian
intelligence, I was responsible for giving Arafat about $200,000 in laundered
cash every month throughout the 1970s. I also sent two cargo planes to Beirut a
week, stuffed with uniforms and supplies. Other Soviet bloc states did much the
same. Terrorism has been extremely profitable for Arafat. According to Forbes
magazine, he is today the sixth wealthiest among the world's "kings, queens &
despots," with more than $300 million stashed in Swiss bank accounts.

"I invented the hijackings [of passenger planes]," Arafat bragged when I first
met him at his PLO headquarters in Beirut in the early 1970s. He gestured
toward the little red flags pinned on a wall map of the world that labeled
Israel as "Palestine." "There they all are!" he told me, proudly. The dubious
honor of inventing hijacking actually goes to the KGB, which first hijacked a
U.S. passenger plane in 1960 to Communist Cuba. Arafat's innovation was the
suicide bomber, a terror concept that would come to full flower on 9/11.

In 1972, the Kremlin put Arafat and his terror networks high on all Soviet bloc
intelligence services' priority list, including mine. Bucharest's role was to
ingratiate him with the White House. We were the bloc experts at this. We'd
already had great success in making Washington--as well as most of the
fashionable left-leaning American academics of the day--believe that Nicolae
Ceausescu was, like Josip Broz Tito, an "independent" Communist with
a "moderate" streak.

KGB chairman Yuri Andropov in February 1972 laughed to me about the Yankee
gullibility for celebrities. We'd outgrown Stalinist cults of personality, but
those crazy Americans were still naïve enough to revere national leaders. We
would make Arafat into just such a figurehead and gradually move the PLO closer
to power and statehood. Andropov thought that Vietnam-weary Americans would
snatch at the smallest sign of conciliation to promote Arafat from terrorist to
statesman in their hopes for peace.





Right after that meeting, I was given the KGB's "personal file" on Arafat. He
was an Egyptian bourgeois turned into a devoted Marxist by KGB foreign
intelligence. The KGB had trained him at its Balashikha special-ops school east
of Moscow and in the mid-1960s decided to groom him as the future PLO leader.
First, the KGB destroyed the official records of Arafat's birth in Cairo,
replacing them with fictitious documents saying that he had been born in
Jerusalem and was therefore a Palestinian by birth.
The KGB's disinformation department then went to work on Arafat's four-page
tract called Falastinuna ("Our Palestine"), turning it into a 48-page monthly
magazine for the Palestinian terrorist organization al-Fatah. Arafat had headed
al-Fatah since 1957. The KGB distributed it throughout the Arab world and in
West Germany, which in those days played host to many Palestinian students. The
KGB was adept at magazine publication and distribution; it had many similar
periodicals in various languages for its front organizations in Western Europe,
like the World Peace Council and the World Federation of Trade Unions.

Next, the KGB gave Arafat an ideology and an image, just as it did for loyal
Communists in our international front organizations. High-minded idealism held
no mass-appeal in the Arab world, so the KGB remolded Arafat as a rabid anti-
Zionist. They also selected a "personal hero" for him--the Grand Mufti Haj Amin
al-Husseini, the man who visited Auschwitz and reproached the Germans for not
having killed even more Jews. In 1985 Arafat paid homage to the mufti, saying
he was "proud no end" to be walking in his footsteps.

Arafat was an important undercover operative for the KGB. Right after the 1967
Six Day War, Moscow got him appointed to chairman of the PLO. Egyptian ruler
Gamal Abdel Nasser, a Soviet puppet, proposed the appointment. In 1969 the KGB
asked Arafat to declare war on American "imperial-Zionism" during the first
summit of the Black Terrorist International, a neo-Fascist pro-Palestine
organization financed by the KGB and Libya's Moammar Gadhafi. It appealed to
him so much, Arafat later claimed to have invented the imperial-Zionist battle
cry. But in fact, "imperial-Zionism" was a Moscow invention, a modern
adaptation of the "Protocols of the Elders of Zion," and long a favorite tool
of Russian intelligence to foment ethnic hatred. The KGB always regarded anti-
Semitism plus anti-imperialism as a rich source of anti-Americanism.

The KGB file on Arafat also said that in the Arab world only people who were
truly good at deception could achieve high status. We Romanians were directed
to help Arafat improve "his extraordinary talent for deceiving." The KGB chief
of foreign intelligence, Gen. Aleksandr Sakharovsky, ordered us to provide
cover for Arafat's terror operations, while at the same time building up his
international image. "Arafat is a brilliant stage manager," his letter
concluded, "and we should put him to good use." In March 1978 I secretly
brought Arafat to Bucharest for final instructions on how to behave in
Washington. "You simply have to keep on pretending that you'll break with
terrorism and that you'll recognize Israel--over, and over, and over,"
Ceausescu told him for the umpteenth time. Ceausescu was euphoric over the
prospect that both Arafat and he might be able to snag a Nobel Peace Prize with
their fake displays of the olive branch.





In April 1978 I accompanied Ceausescu to Washington, where he charmed President
Carter. Arafat, he urged, would transform his brutal PLO into a law-abiding
government-in-exile if only the U.S. would establish official relations. The
meeting was a great success for us. Mr. Carter hailed Ceausescu, dictator of
the most repressive police state in Eastern Europe, as a "great national and
international leader" who had "taken on a role of leadership in the entire
international community." Triumphant, Ceausescu brought home a joint communiqué
in which the American president stated that his friendly relations with
Ceausescu served "the cause of the world."
Three months later I was granted political asylum by the U.S. Ceausescu failed
to get his Nobel Peace Prize. But in 1994 Arafat got his--all because he
continued to play the role we had given him to perfection. He had transformed
his terrorist PLO into a government-in-exile (the Palestinian Authority),
always pretending to call a halt to Palestinian terrorism while letting it
continue unabated. Two years after signing the Oslo Accords, the number of
Israelis killed by Palestinian terrorists had risen by 73%.

On Oct. 23, 1998, President Clinton concluded his public remarks to Arafat by
thanking him for "decades and decades and decades of tireless representation of
the longing of the Palestinian people to be free, self-sufficient, and at
home." The current administration sees through Arafat's charade but will not
publicly support his expulsion. Meanwhile, the aging terrorist has consolidated
his control over the Palestinian Authority and marshaled his young followers
for more suicide attacks.

Mr. Pacepa was the highest ranking intelligence officer ever to have defected
from the former Soviet bloc. The author of "Red Horizons" (Regnery, 1987), he
is finishing a book on the origins of current anti-Americanis

advice to good people: Dissent, disobey, rebel !!!

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The sickening predictability of our capacity for evil
Not everyone was surprised by the news of abuses in the Abu Ghraib prison in
Iraq.

Seattle Times/May 6, 2004
By Jerry Large
People are predictable. Advertisers and politicians have stacks of data that
tell them how we will react to a given message. Good moviemakers know what will
make us laugh and what will make us cry. Teachers see different students form
the same cliques year after year.

We're always free to break the mold, but we don't always.

What happened in that prison is just what we should have expected; not because
the guards were evil or sadistic, but because they are human. They were in
circumstances that nurture the kind of behavior those photographs document.
It's what happens in prisons if steps aren't taken to prevent it.

If you've taken a psychology class you've probably heard of the Stanford Prison
Experiment.

In 1971, a team of psychologists, headed by Stanford University Professor
Philip Zimbardo (who has been besieged by media interview requests in recent
days) set out to study how normal people would react to playing the roles of
guards and prisoners (www.prisonexp.org). They put an ad in a Palo Alto
newspaper offering to pay young men $15 a day to participate in the study for
two weeks.

They tested applicants and weeded out all but the healthiest, most stable young
men, most of them college students.

The experiment began with 18 bright, well-balanced subjects. Randomly, half
were assigned to play guards and half prisoners.

They were placed in a mock prison constructed in the basement of a campus
building.

Guards wore uniforms and sunglasses and worked in three, eight-hour shifts.
Prisoners wore smocks with numbers on them, chains on one ankle and stocking
caps. They were incarcerated 24 hours a day.

Everybody took it lightly at first, but the participants began to take on their
roles as the first day advanced.

Some of the prisoners thought the guards were enjoying their power too much.
They rioted the second day. The guards began trying to break the prisoners.

They had them clean toilets with their bare hands and came up with other ways
to humiliate them. The humiliation got worse each day.

It was especially bad when guards thought staff members weren't watching.
Guards even forced prisoners to simulate sex acts. All of the behavior was
being taped by a hidden camera.

I was part of a seminar in which Zimbardo discussed the experiment. He said a
mother who saw how terrible her son, a prisoner, looked was especially
disturbed. (Several prisoners had emotional breakdowns, a few so badly affected
they were released early.)

But Zimbardo took the boy's father aside and said, "Can't your boy handle
this?" The father, who had looked worried too, reacted in the predictable way,
by persuading his wife to let it drop.

On the fifth evening, Christina Maslach came in to have a look at her future
husband's project. She was a new professor at Berkeley, and she was shocked by
what she saw.

She and Zimbardo argued about it, but the next day he ended the experiment,
eight days early.

Zimbardo realized he had gotten into his role as prison superintendent as much
as the students had gotten into theirs. Things that seemed horribly wrong to
Maslach, an outsider, had become normal to the participants.

Prisoners tolerated increasing abuse because they had begun to think of
themselves as prisoners; the guards dished it out because they now believed
that was the right thing to do to a bunch of worthless, sneaky prisoners. The
transformation from normal young men took almost no time.

Zimbardo told our group that society puts too much emphasis on the nature of a
person who commits evil and not enough on the situations that breed evil acts.
He talked about the ways in which good people are seduced into evil, something
he has spent a career studying:

Start with beliefs that justify your actions. Have permission to engage in
usually taboo acts. Escalate gradually. Displace responsibility and undercut
dissent. Suppress individuality by having people wear uniforms, for instance.

He mentioned Yale psychologist Stanley Milgram's work. Milgram, like most
people, started with the premise that Hitler was evil, but he wanted to
understand why all those ordinary people carried out Hitler's madness.

Milgram asked people to administer electrical shocks to another person. They
met the other person, who then sat on the other side of a wall. The subjects
were told they would be helping the student on the other side learn by
administering shocks when he or she answered questions incorrectly.

An experimenter in a lab coat supervised. The student was actually an actor and
there were no real shocks.

At first the learner answered correctly. The first errors were punished with a
mild shock, but each time the voltage went up. The student began to complain,
subjects balked but were reminded of their duty and pressed on. The other
person began to yell, then scream. I have a heart condition, I want to stop,
the other person yelled.

The subjects wanted to know who would be responsible if something bad happened.
I will, the experimenter said. The shocks kept going until there was a loud
thud on the other side.

At this point, men gasped and women often cried, but 65 percent of more than
1,000 subjects had done something they wouldn't have believed themselves
capable of.

Prisons can establish safeguards against abuse, encourage reporting of
misbehavior and treat it seriously, foster the attitude that inmates are fellow
human beings, make each individual responsible for his behavior.

But it's not just prisons that have a problem. Any institution where
individuality, dissent and morality are sacrificed for some other goal is
liable to support evil.

I pulled out a copy of a speech Zimbardo gave the seminar of journalists I
attended. His advice to good people: Dissent, disobey, rebel.

www.rickross.com/reference/brainwashing/brainwashing42.html

ach stary experyment ale bardzo, bardzo dobry

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"Zimbardo told our group that society puts too much emphasis on the nature of a
person who commits evil and not enough on the situations that breed evil acts."

YES.

Te wszystkie modne ksiazki o 'ludzkiej stronie' wielkich zbrodniarzy,
rozwazania o wplywie paskudnego dziecinstwa, etc. sa po prostu beznadziejnie
glupie, a co gorsze, falszuja rzeczywistosc. Gdyby paskudne dziecinstwo mialo
jakikolwiek wplyw na czynienie wielkich zbrodni, to ludzkosc nie przezylaby
nawet epoki jaskiniowej - tak wiele osob juz w tamtych czasach mialo paskudne
dziecinstwo. Falszowanie rzeczywistosci - gdyz te ksiazki wytwarzaja pozory
jakiejs niebywalosci, unikalnosci zbrodniarzy. Skoro tak niewiele (jednak) bylo
w ludzkiej historii wielkich, masowych zbrodni, to ci zbrodniarze musza byc w
jakis sposob wyjatkowi, no nie?

A to nieprawda. Falsz. A nawet gorzej, wyjatkowosc tych zbrodniarzy jest
zarazem klamstwem, jak i usprawiedliwieniem i dla nastepnych zbrodni, i dla
tych, ktorzy mogli im zapobiec, a nie zapobiegli. Bo skad mogli wiedziec, np.
ze z Hitlera jest taki potwor, no nie?

A to jest wlasnie klamstwo. Mogli wiedziec. DNA Eichmanna niczym sie nie
roznilo od DNA innych ludzi. Arendt to intuicyjnie wyczula na jego procesie,
kiedy zauwazyla, ze jest banalny. Wzbudzila bardzo ostre reakcje, ale miala
racje. Nie ma nic banalniejszego od czlowieka i jego genomu. Jestesmy banalni i
jednakowi. Ludzkie zachowania sa nawet bardzo przewidywalne. Holokaust to
straszna lekcja, do czego sa zdolni ludzie. Nie ludzie wyjatkowi, tylko ludzie
banalni i zwyczajni. My. Dlatego mozna bylo przewidziec co z Hitlera bedzie -
gdyz nie byl on zadna osobliwoscia, wyjatkiem od ludzkiej natury - lecz byl jak
najbardziej przecietnym przykladem tego, co wszyscy ludzie w sobie maja.

Tyle, ze Arendt pomylilo sie na koniec, i uznala, ze banalne jest samo zlo. A
to tez nieprawda - zbrodniarze sa banalni, ale nie sa banalne sytuacje.
Sytuacje bywaja unikalne. Unikalny byl Holokaust, unikalne gulagi, unikalne
pola smierci Pol Pota. Zlo nie jest banalne, nigdy. Jesli zaczniesz reagowac na
ludzi, to predzej czy pozniej skonczysz na odruchu wymiotnym, kiedy patrzysz w
lustro... Dlatego bezpieczniej jest reagowac na sytuacje, szczegolnie te, ktore
banalne nie sa.

oj................

[mcattery]

> Te wszystkie modne ksiazki o 'ludzkiej stronie' wielkich zbrodniarzy,
> rozwazania o wplywie paskudnego dziecinstwa, etc. sa po prostu beznadziejnie
> glupie, a co gorsze, falszuja rzeczywistosc. Gdyby paskudne dziecinstwo mialo
> jakikolwiek wplyw na czynienie wielkich zbrodni, to ludzkosc nie przezylaby
> nawet epoki jaskiniowej - tak wiele osob juz w tamtych czasach mialo paskudne
> dziecinstwo. Falszowanie rzeczywistosci - gdyz te ksiazki wytwarzaja pozory
> jakiejs niebywalosci, unikalnosci zbrodniarzy. Skoro tak niewiele (jednak)
bylo
>
> w ludzkiej historii wielkich, masowych zbrodni, to ci zbrodniarze musza byc w
> jakis sposob wyjatkowi, no nie?

Szanowna imPatience!
Co do modnych ksiazek posluchaj.Nie chodzi o to, by na sile szukac czegos
dobrego. I nie chodzi o to by czyn usprawiedliwiac dziecinstwem.Kto chce niech
sobie usprawiedliwia np. ludzkie menu Bokassy zalozmy tym,ze go matka prala.
Ja nie usprawiedliwiam. Zrozum, ze zawsze jednak staram sie odpowiedziec na
pytanie daczego. A odpowiedz na pytanie dlaczego, nie jest proba
usprawiedliwienia a proba poznania doglebnego mechanizmow czyjejs psychiki.
Ja jestem zawsze bardzo ciekaw jaki byl ktos w innych relacjach, w innym
srodowisku, z innymi ludzmi.
Rozumiesz?
Stad np. lektura ksiazki Montefiore. Tak samo jak piszesz: "Dna
Eichmanna....<..> dalej ze facet byl w sobie banalny. Bo byl.
Posluchaj Montefiore np. oddemonizowuje Stalina, pokazujac go takze jako
banalnego czlowieka. Banalnego zdolnego do zla najwyzszego.Nie robi z niego
nadczlowieka - demona ale przedstawia go jako zdemoralizowanego goscia, pelnego
zwyczajnych zachowan. Tak wiec po przeczytaniu ksiazki czlowiek nabiera nie
tylko przekonania,ze byl to powtor ale tez.... ze to zwyczajna ludzka kutasina,
niczym nie rozniaca sie od Kowalskiego, ktory np. w milosci zachowywal sie jak
Stalin.Rozumiesz o co mi chodzi? Charakter tych ksiazek mozna potraktowac
dwojako.Jedni beda probowali go usprawiedliwiac, drudzy wlasnie przekonaja
sie,ze jego genotyp nie byl niczym nadzwyczajnym.
Zniknie dzieki nim mit demona! Dowiedza sie, ze tez robil w pieluchy, ze tez
obmacywal babe na potancowce, calowal przyjezdnego namietnie w usta....
Wiec Patience, popatrz na aspekt oddemonizujacy tych ksiazek. Po takiej
lekturze tak,jak wspomnialem u gory, myslisz sobie : a to zalosny palant.
Wiesz o co mi chodzi?
A co do aspektu usprawiedliwiania: nie usprawiedliwialem nidgy zadnego
zbrodniarza ale zawsze chcialem wiedziec dlaczego.
Popatrz na zyciorysy np. seryjnych zabojcow. Maja taki sam genotyp, ale pewne
wzorce stosowane u nich w domu, w zyciu sexualnym moga sie przelozyc na to,ze w
pozniejszym zyciu beda mordowac. I zobacz np.FBI tworzy dane na temat seyjnych
mordercow i z nich korzysta. Czyli zalozmy, ze szukaja kogos kto zabija
chlopcow strzalem w potylice. Przykladowo:
Mister Wall jest podejrzanym.Dlaczego?Bo komputer na podstawie danych
uzyskanych na temat innych zlapanych juz seryjnych mordercow chlopcow, na
podstawie danych odnoszacych sie do ich dziecinstwa, mlodosci itp itd wybral
wlasnie jego.
Wiec popatrz na korzystny aspekt badania osobowosci zbrodniarzy. Rozumiesz mnie
juz?

oj................

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www.philosophersnet.com/games/matrix_start.htm

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> www.philosophersnet.com/games/matrix_start.htm

Doktorze, tam antysemici, a tu z kolei zrobilo sie troche hm... ciasno. Zmywam
sie na czas jakis.

Sciskam i caluje

o........O.......0

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ide na piwo
usciski

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chyba ja tez......

E7YKA a fAKtY...;(

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"impotence of God’s omnipotence":

www.probe.org/docs/evil-holo.html
We now know the universe contains both law and chaos. From unspeakable
devastation and chaos creation occurred. Our earth was finally formed as a
sphere of molten lava, lightning streaked poison gasses, and exploding
meteorites. Nothing indeed could gaze upon such power and live. But the power
subdued itself to form life. And it then impartially rained and shined on the
good and bad alike. The only emerging creatures who could willfully sin were
human beings. They then through religion paid homage to the power that created
them.

www.doubter.net/id20.html
“Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is impotent. Is he able,
but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Whence
then is evil?” [Epicurus]

www.philosophyofreligion.info/problemofevil.html

Mikhail Gorbachev

I believe in the cosmos. All of us are linked to the cosmos.
So nature is my god. To me, nature is sacred. Trees are my temples
and forests are my cathedrals. Being at one with nature.

www.pantheism.net/
www.angelfire.com/md2/timewarp/spinoza.html
ethics
Branch of philosophy concerned with the evaluation of human conduct.
Philosophers commonly distinguish:

descriptive ethics, the factual study of the ethical standards or principles of
a group or tradition;
normative ethics, the development of theories that systematically denominate
right and wrong actions;
applied ethics, the use of these theories to form judgments regarding practical
cases; and
meta-ethics, careful analysis of the meaning and justification of ethical
claims.


www.lds4u.com/d4/ethics.htm
During the last two decades, our traditional understanding of ethical theory
has come under attack on several fronts. Reflecting a growing awareness of the
importance of personal relationships in the moral life, a number of
philosophers have raised serious doubts about the demand for impartiality that
lies at the heart of much of modern moral philosophy. Other philosophers have
expressed serious reservations about the ideals of moral goodness implicit in
mainstream moral theories. Finally, some philosophers—recognizing the
importance of literature and other forms of discourse in the moral life—have
voiced doubts about the emphasis on the role of arguments in ethics. These are
trans-theoretical issues, that is, they arise as a problem in several of the
moral theories we have considered, not just one.

ethics.sandiego.edu/lmh/e2/ChapterEight.html
(.)

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etyka....
hm...mozna powiedziec, ze czasem z etyka bywalem na bakier.Jednak zawsze
istniala pewna granica, ktorej bym nigdy nie przestapil.Moze ta granica byla
dalej niz dla wiekszosci ale jednak istniala.Skoro moje sumienie mi na pewne
rzeczy pozwalalo, bylo ok. Jesli jednak sumienie mowilo nie, raczej nie
postepowalem wbrew sobie.
Zadziwiajace jest jednak, ze dopiero po kilku latach zorientowalem sie,ze ktos
mi bliski takiej granicy wcale nie ma.
Podam moze banalny przklad ale jednak obrazuje cos co mi sie w mojej malej
glowie nie miesci.
Otoz niedawno na urodziny dostalem od owej osoby prezent. Drogi, wspanialy,
piekny.Bylem wzruszony i pamiecia i faktem,ze za ta kase mozna sie bylo
utrzymac przez miesiac
To byla rzecz do ubrania. Niesety w listopadowych deszczach owa rzecz sie
ubrudzila i poprosilem owa najblizsza osobe,by zaniosla to do pralni.
W miedzy czasie wybuchl spor m.in o ... pieniadze. Moja "druga polowa"
stwierdzila,ze jestem jej winien kupe kasy.Uwazam,ze winien nie jestem.
Jestem strona o wiele wiecej zarabiajaca od mojej polowy, tak wiec mozna
powiedziec,ze moja druga polowa byla utrzymywana, ba nawet miala ( jeszcze ma )
etat u mnie!!!! To ja dbalem o jedzenie, o ubrania, o rozrywke, o ksiazki, o
wszystko.
No i moja "druga polowa" urzadzila awanture tysiaclecia.Zagrozila,ze opowie
wszystkim o w jej mniemaniu "moim prawdziwym ja", opowie o tym, na czym mi nie
szczegolnie zalezy zeby opowiadac o moich najintymniejszych szczegolach, a w
koncu powiedziala....ze owej czesci garderoby nie odda, jesli......nie zworce
jej ZA TO UBRANKO pieniedzy.
Jezus mysle, pzeciez ja to dostalem na urodziny ! Czy tak sie postepuje z
prezentem ? Ale dobra to przezylem, powiedzialem jej wez sobie to i daj mi
spokoj swiety. Ale uslyszalem jeszcze : "pozyczylam ci na ta rzecz nie
pamietasz?"( zglupialem, bo przeciez wreczano mi to jako prezent )poza tym :
"doniose na ciebie do skarbowego" i ch wie co, a juz najlepszy cytat byl
taki: "wiem o tobie tyle,ze moge cie zniszczyc".
No i do tego wlasnie pije. Okazuje sie,ze nawet osobie z ktora dzielisz lozko
od paru lat nie warto mowic nic o sobie. Cholera, wiec komu w zyciu ufac, jak
nie komus kogo sie kocha ? Nikomu ? Nawet samemu sobie nie?
Mam tez wielka wiedze o tej osobie.Ale nie mam zamiaru latac donosic, straszyc,
wyroslem juz tego. A moja byla juz "druga polowa" niestety nie.
Konkluzja jest nastepujaca: jesli ci ktos udzela info o sobie, dostaesz od
niego cos najcenniejszego. Jego zaufanie, wazna dla niego informacje, czyli w
sumie kawalek jego osobowosci. I w sumie najwiekszy prezent emocjonalny.
A najcenniejszych prezentow emocjonalnych sie nie zwraca, ani nie wyrzuca, by
blakaly sie byle gdzie.


Tyle o etyce....

Kraina Oz

[Gość: ידיש]

Olek z krainy Oz
Tygodnik "Wprost", Nr 1147 (21 listopada 2004)


III Rzeczpospolita to bajkowa republika Aleksandra Kwaśniewskiego

Paweł Śpiewak

Aleksander Kwaśniewski ma coś z Dorotki - bohaterki "Czarnoksiężnika z krainy
Oz". Dorotka wraz z przyjaciółmi udała się na drugą stronę tęczy, gdzie panował
spokój, wręcz cudowna, sielska atmosfera. Tak jak Dorotka, Kwaśniewski zbiera
serdecznych druhów - misie, stracha na wróble, drwala, generałów, biznesmenów,
sędziów - i prowadzi ku lepszemu światu. Tym lepszym światem jest Unia
Europejska, bliżej niezidentyfikowani ludzie pracy, Polska, którą możemy tylko
podziwiać. W tej krainie nikt niczego nie pamięta, jak sam prezydent, co rusz
wzywający do zapomnienia przeszłości. W tej krainie są tylko dobrzy ludzie i
toczy się mityczny dialog. To zresztą ulubione słowo prezydenta: rodzi
pozytywne skojarzenia, bo budzi wiarę w siłę słowa i argumentów.
W bajkowym świecie Kwaśniewskiego nie ma większych konfliktów. Jest tylko zacna
budowla o nazwie III Rzeczpospolita. Nie ma zagrożeń ze strony służb
specjalnych. Wszyscy pracują dla Polski: dawni sekretarze KC, niegdysiejsi
oficerowie SB i wybitni politycy odznaczeni Orderem Orła Białego. Nie jest
ważne, jaka jest ta Polska - czy ludowa, czy niepodległa. Panuje duch
pojednania i serdeczności. Nie ma nieufności do klasy politycznej i jej
przywilejów. Jest za to rosnąca w siłę Polska - jak to nazwał Kwaśniewski.

Atak złych mocy
Dla wzmocnienia pozycji państwa Kwaśniewski lubi składać wizyty. Wyraźnie ceni
celebrę. Wyraża co pewien czas nieograniczone zaufanie do prezydentów Kuczmy
czy Busha. Jest za pan brat z kanclerzami, premierami. No i bywa. I to nie
tylko na nartach w Szwajcarii. A do tego prezydent kocha psy i nie zgodzi się z
powiedzeniem: "kłamie jak pies". Ale nic nie jest doskonałe. Są wrogie siły
gotowe zniszczyć krainę Oz. Siły zdolne do "pełzającego przewrotu". Siły
podważające godne zaufania państwo, polski system ekonomiczny, Wojskowe Służby
Informacyjne. Złe moce atakują rzetelnych urzędników: Siemiątkowskiego,
Barcikowskiego, generała Dukaczewskiego, premierów Millera, Belkę, ministrów
Ungiera i Cioska.
Kraina Oz to świat "jak". Pani Kwaśniewska jest jak pani Clinton. Sam prezydent
jest jak Clinton. Jesteśmy jak na Zachodzie. Wszystko jest jak w kolorowym
magazynie: ładne, uśmiechnięte, papierowe, puste. Ten bajkowy język prezydenta
jest jawną kliszą języka propagandy czasów Gierka i prezesa radiokomitetu
Macieja Szczepańskiego. Wtedy i dzisiaj Polska rośnie w siłę. Wtedy
obowiązywała jedność moralno-polityczna narodu, były też siły
antysocjalistyczne, kontrrewolucyjne, krzykacze i warchoły. Teraz mamy dwie
Polski: Polskę pracy, zjednoczoną i moralnie dojrzałą, a obok niej wrogów
gotowych rozmontować III Rzeczpospolitą, pełzający pucz. Obowiązuje ta sama
zasada podziału świata: przyjaciele (większość) i podstępni wrogowie
(mniejszość). Mamy dobry rząd, jak nas zapewnia Kwaśniewski, i złą opozycję,
wrogą państwu.

Prezydent nic
Wizja, którą proponuje prezydent, jest w istocie bezproblemowa i
bezkonfliktowa. Nie znam wypowiedzi Kwaśniewskiego na tematy poruszane przez
socjologów, ekonomistów. Ma niewiele lub nic do powiedzenia na temat
społecznych nierówności. Niewiele o narastającym od lat konflikcie obywatele -
państwo. Nie słyszałem żadnej jego wypowiedzi o korupcji, złym prawie, o
utracie zaufania obywateli do Sejmu, rządu. Nic nie wspomina o potrzebie
ograniczenia przywilejów klasy politycznej. Z jego wypowiedzi wynika, że
państwo i konstytucja nie muszą i nie powinny być reformowane i zmieniane. WSI
nie były nigdy umoczone w afery. Podobnie jak Jan Kulczyk. Nic złego się nie
dzieje poza tym, że przeciwnicy szukają dziury w całym.
Bajkowy świat Kwaśniewskiego może się podobać. Jest taka dziwna zależność, że
im mniej jest ktoś widoczny, im mniej mówi, im bardziej ukrywa się w banałach,
tym ma lepsze oceny. Senat ma zdecydowanie wyższe notowania od Sejmu, choć
jakością prac z pewnością się nie wyróżnia. Tak samo poważamy czy poważaliśmy
prezydenta, bo był niewidoczną głową państwa, politykiem oddalonym od bieżących
gier politycznych, wolnym od podejmowania trudnych, przeto zawsze wywołujących
konflikty decyzji. Był tak szanowany, że nawet pewien figlarny intelektualista
na łamach miesięcznika "Res Publica Nowa" chciał z niego uczynić dożywotniego
dyktatora.

Zbrukany niezbrukany
Prezydent, jego małżonka i otoczenie polityczne bodaj po raz pierwszy stanęli
wobec bardzo poważnych zarzutów. Mało kto pamięta niefortunną decyzję
prezydenta o niepodpisaniu zgłoszonej za rządów Buzka nowej ustawy podatkowej.
Nie wytyka się mu faktu, że zgodził się na złe i destrukcyjne ustawy, jak tę o
NFZ czy o lustracji majątkowej. Z afery Rywina udało się Kwaśniewskiemu ujść
bez szczególnego zbrukania. Tylko poseł Ziobro złożył do prokuratury wniosek
dotyczący ukrywania dokumentów. Była nieudana próba postawienia Kwaśniewskiego
przed komisją śledczą. Pojawił się tym samym dotychczas nie przemyślany problem
konstytucyjny - kontroli politycznej nad prezydentem. Konstytucja tego jasno
nie stanowi. Wiemy, że istnieje swego rodzaju dwuwładza: osobno jest prezydent
i osobno parlament oraz powołana przez Sejm władza wykonawcza. Nie sposób się
dowiedzieć z obecnej ustawy zasadniczej, czy parlamentarzyści mają prawo
domagać się od prezydenta wyjaśnień. Pół roku temu było jasne, że nie. Teraz,
mimo że konstytucja się nie zmieniła, mogą.
Prezydent przekonuje nas, że wszystko jest w porządku, choć tego, co jest w
porządku - nie wiadomo. Bo raz powiada, że nie interesuje się składem rad
nadzorczych, kiedy indziej uważa, że jest rzeczą naturalną, iż tym również musi
się zajmować. Raz powiada, że prokuratura jest w pełni niezależna, a zaraz daje
do zrozumienia, że nie jest tak do końca. Raz wzywa do wyborów wiosennych, a
potem mówi, że jednak wybory odbędą się na jesieni. Nic nie jest pewne. Pewne
jest tylko to, że opozycja chce go (z małżonką) zniszczyć. Zarówno Giertych,
jak i Tusk niedwuznacznie dają do zrozumienia, że w pewnym wypadku procedura
impeachmentu, czyli odsunięcia od władzy prezydenta, zostanie uruchomiona.
Kwaśniewski dowodzi, że chęć zemsty i zła wola przeważają, i że komisja
śledcza, choć działa w ramach prawa, jest de facto organem prawo łamiącym.
Wychodzi na to, że albo większość członków komisji nadużywa prawa, albo dążenie
do poznania prawdy jest czymś nagannym. Podobnie jest z fundacją pani
Kwaśniewskiej. W rozmowie z Tomaszem Lisem prezydent powiedział, że wszystko
odbywa się zgodnie z literą prawa, ale dziennikarz dowodził, że nie chodzi o
literę prawa, ale o jego ducha. Wszystkie szanujące się fundacje ujawniają
listę swoich sponsorów niezależnie od tego, co prawo stanowi. Prezydent miast
być przykładem i wzorcem obywatelskiego postępowania, jawi się jako ktoś, kto
nie dba o swoje publiczne decorum. Tłumacząc ludziom, dlaczego lubi przebywać w
towarzystwie polskich bogaczy, prezydent stwierdził, że w ten sposób promuje
ludzi przedsiębiorczych. Ale dzisiaj jest już gotów podpisać ustawę o 50-
procentowym podatku dla osób najlepiej zarabiających, o której wcześniej mówił,
że jest nadzwyczaj dyskusyjna. Politykom opozycyjnym kilkanaście miesięcy temu
tłumaczył, jak bardzo nie ceni premiera Millera, ale zarazem w geście
bezradności rozkładał ręce, powiadając, że nie ma stosownej większości w
Sejmie.

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"There are a good many roads here," observed the shaggy man, turning slowly
around, like a human windmill. "Seems to me a person could go 'most anywhere,
from this place."
--The Road to Oz (1909)

http://www.eskimo.com/~tiktok/links.html

オズの魔法使いのすばら{

.........................................Kraina Oz

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"There are a good many roads here," observed the shaggy man, turning slowly
around, like a human windmill. "Seems to me a person could go 'most anywhere,
from this place."
--The Road to Oz (1909)

www.eskimo.com/~tiktok/links.html
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"There were no poor people in the land of Oz, because there was no such thing
as money, and all property of every sort belonged to the Ruler. Each person was
given freely by his neighbours whatever he required for his use, which is as
much as anyone may reasonably desire. Every one worked half the time and played
half the time, and the people enjoyed the work as much as they did the play,
because it is good to be occupied and to have something to do. There were no
cruel overseers set to watch them, and no one to rebuke them or to find fault
with them. So each one was proud to do all he could for his friends and
neighbors, and was glad when they would accept the things he produced."

www.abacci.com/books/authorDetails.asp?authorID=273

How Rob Saved A Republic

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How Rob Saved A Republic


While following the shifting scenes of the fascinating Record Rob noted an
occurrence that caused him to give a low whistle of astonishment and devote
several moments to serious thought.

"I believe it`s about time I interfered with the politics of this Republic," he
said, at last, as he closed the lid of the metal box and restored it to his
pocket. "If I don`t take a hand there probably won`t be a Republic of France
very long and, as a good American, I prefer a republic to a monarchy."

Then he walked down-stairs and found his English-speaking waiter.

"Where`s President Loubet?" he asked.

"Ze President! Ah, he is wiz his mansion. To be at his residence, M`sieur."

"Where is his residence?"

The waiter began a series of voluble and explicit directions which so confused
the boy that he exclaimed:

"Oh, much obliged!" and walked away in disgust.

Gaining the street he approached a gendarme and repeated his question, with no
better result than before, for the fellow waved his arms wildly in all
directions and roared a volley of incomprehensible French phrases that conveyed
no meaning whatever.

"If ever I travel in foreign countries again," said Rob, "I`ll learn their
lingo in advance. Why doesn`t the Demon get up a conversation machine that will
speak all languages?"

By dint of much inquiry, however, and after walking several miles following
ambiguous directions, he managed to reach the residence of President Loubet.
But there he was politely informed that the President was busily engaged in his
garden, and would see no one.

"That`s all right," said the boy, calmly. "If he`s in the garden I`ll have no
trouble finding him."

Then, to the amazement of the Frenchmen, Rob shot into the air fifty feet or
so, from which elevation he overlooked a pretty garden in the rear of the
President`s mansion. The place was protected from ordinary intrusion by high
walls, but Rob descended within the enclosure and walked up to a man who was
writing at a small table placed under the spreading branches of a large tree.

"Is this President Loubet?" he inquired, with a bow.

The gentleman looked up.

"My servants were instructed to allow no one to disturb me," he said, speaking
in excellent English.

"It isn`t their fault; I flew over the wall," returned Rob. "The fact is," he
added, hastily, as he noted the President`s frown, "I have come to save the
Republic; and I haven`t much time to waste over a bundle of Frenchmen, either."

The President seemed surprised.

"Your name!" he demanded, sharply.

"Robert Billings Joslyn, United States of America!"

"Your business, Monsieur Joslyn!"

Rob drew the Record from his pocket and placed it upon the table.

"This, sir," said he, "is an electrical device that records all important
events. I wish to call your attention to a scene enacted in Paris last evening
which may have an effect upon the future history of your country."

He opened the lid, placed the Record so that the President could see clearly,
and then watched the changing expressions upon the great man`s face; first
indifference, then interest, the next moment eagerness and amazement.

"MON DIEU!" he gasped; "the Orleanists!"

Rob nodded.

"Yes; they`ve worked up a rather pretty plot, haven`t they?"

The President did not reply. He was anxiously watching the Record and
scribbling notes on a paper beside him. His face was pale and his lips tightly
compressed.

Finally he leaned back in his chair and asked:

"Can you reproduce this scene again?"

"Certainly, sir," answered the boy; "as often as you like."

"Will you remain here while I send for my minister of police? It will require
but a short time."

"Call him up, then. I`m in something of a hurry myself, but now I`ve mixed up
with this thing I`ll see it through."

The President touched a bell and gave an order to his servant. Then he turned
to Rob and said, wonderingly:

"You are a boy!"

"That`s true, Mr. President," was the answer; "but an American boy, you must
remember. That makes a big difference, I assure you."

The President bowed gravely.

"This is your invention?" he asked.

"No; I`m hardly equal to that. But the inventor has made me a present of the
Record, and it`s the only one in the world."

"It is a marvel," remarked the President, thoughtfully. "More! It is a real
miracle. We are living in an age of wonders, my young friend."

"No one knows that better than myself, sir," replied Rob. "But, tell me, can
you trust your chief of police?"

"I think so," said the President, slowly; "yet since your invention has shown
me that many men I have considered honest are criminally implicated in this
royalist plot, I hardly know whom to depend upon."

"Then please wear these spectacles during your interview with the minister of
police," said the boy. "You must say nothing, while he is with us, about
certain marks that will appear upon his forehead; but when he has gone I will
explain those marks so you will understand them."

The President covered his eyes with the spectacles.

"Why," he exclaimed, "I see upon your own brow the letters--"

"Stop, sir!" interrupted Rob, with a blush; "I don`t care to know what the
letters are, if it`s just the same to you."

The President seemed puzzled by this speech, but fortunately the minister of
police arrived just then and, under Rob`s guidance, the pictured record of the
Orleanist plot was reproduced before the startled eyes of the official.

"And now," said the boy, "let us see if any of this foolishness is going on
just at present."

He turned to the opposite side of the Record and allowed the President and his
minister of police to witness the quick succession of events even as they
occurred.

Suddenly the minister cried, "Ha!" and, pointing to the figure of a man
disembarking from an English boat at Calais, he said, excitedly:

"That, your Excellency, is the Duke of Orleans, in disguise! I must leave you
for a time, that I may issue some necessary orders to my men; but this evening
I shall call to confer with you regarding the best mode of suppressing this
terrible plot."

When the official had departed, the President removed the spectacles from his
eyes and handed them to Rob.

"What did you see?" asked the boy.

"The letters `G` and `W`."

"Then you may trust him fully," declared Rob, and explained the construction of
the Character Marker to the interested and amazed statesman.

"And now I must go," he continued, "for my stay in your city will be a short
one and I want to see all I can."

The President scrawled something on a sheet of paper and signed his name to it,
afterward presenting it, with a courteous bow, to his visitor.

"This will enable you to go wherever you please, while in Paris," he said. "I
regret my inability to reward you properly for the great service you have
rendered my country; but you have my sincerest gratitude, and may command me in
any way."

"Oh, that`s all right," answered Rob. "I thought it was my duty to warn you,
and if you look sharp you`ll be able to break up this conspiracy. But I don`t
want any reward. Good day, sir."

He turned the indicator of his traveling machine and immediately rose into the
air, followed by a startled exclamation from the President of France.

Moving leisurely over the city, he selected a deserted thoroughfare to alight
in, from whence he wandered unobserved into the beautiful boulevards. These
were now brilliantly lighted, and crowds of pleasure seekers thronged them
everywhere. Rob experienced a decided sense of relief as he mixed with the gay
populace and enjoyed the sights of the splendid city, for it enabled him to
forget, for a time, the responsibilities thrust upon him by the possession of
the Demon`s marvelous electrical devices

THE STRANGE ADVENTURES OF THE KING`S HEAD

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The Surprising Adventures of The Magical Monarch of Mo And His People
By Lyman Frank Baum

THE STRANGE ADVENTURES OF THE KING`S HEAD




A good many years ago the Magical Monarch of Mo became annoyed by the Purple
Dragon, which came down from the mountains and ate up a patch of his best
chocolate caramels just as they were getting ripe. So the King went out to the
sword tree and picked a long, sharp sword and tied it to his belt and went away
to the mountains to fight the Purple Dragon.

The people all applauded him, saying one to another, "Our King is a good King.
He will destroy this naughty Purple Dragon and we shall be able to eat the
caramels ourselves."

But the Dragon was not alone naughty; it was bad and fierce and strong and did
not want to be destroyed at all. Therefore the King had a terrible fight with
the Purple Dragon, and cut it with his sword in several places, so that the
raspberry juice which ran in its veins squirted all over the ground.

It is always difficult to kill Dragons. They are by nature thick-skinned and
tough, as doubtless everyone has heard. Besides, you must not forget that this
was a Purple Dragon, and all scientists who have studied deeply the character
of Dragons say those of a purple color are the most disagreeable to fight with.
So all the King`s cutting and slashing had no other effect upon the monster
than to make him angry. Forgetful of the respect due to a crowned King, the
wicked Dragon presently opened wide its jaws and bit his Majesty`s head clean
off from his body. Then he swallowed it.

Of course the King realized it was useless to continue the fight after that,
for he could not see where the Dragon was. So he turned and tried to find his
way back to his people. But at every other step he would bump into a tree,
which made the naughty Dragon laugh at him. Furthermore, he could not tell in
which direction he was going, which is an unpleasant feeling under any
circumstances.

As last some of the people came to see if the King had succeeded in destroying
the Dragon and found their monarch running around in a circle, bumping into
trees and rocks but not getting a step nearer home. So they took his hand and
led him back to the palace, where everyone was filled with sorrow at the sad
sight of the headless King. Indeed, his devoted subjects for the first time in
their lives came as near to weeping as an inhabitant of the Valley of Mo ever
gets.

"Never mind," said the King cheerfully. "I can get along very well without a
head, and as a matter of fact, the loss has its advantages. I shall not be
obliged to brush my hair or clean my teeth or wash my ears. So do not grieve, I
beg of you, but he happy and joyful as you were before." Which showed the King
had a good heart, and after all, a good heart is better than a head any day.

The people, hearing him speak out of the top of his neck (for he had no mouth),
immediately began to laugh, which in a short time led to their being as happy
as ever. But the Queen was not contented. "My love," she said to him, "I can
not kiss you any more, and that will break my heart."

Thereupon the King sent word throughout the Valley that anyone who could
procure for him a new head should wed one of the princesses. The princesses
were all exceedingly pretty girls, and so it was not long before one young man
made a very nice head out of candy and brought it to the King. It did not look
exactly like the old head, but the face was very sweet, nevertheless, so the
King put it on and the Queen kissed it at once with much satisfaction.

The young man had put a pair of glass eyes in the head with which the King
could see very well after he got used to them.

According to the royal promise, the young man was now called into the palace
and asked to take his pick of the princesses. They were all so sweet and lady-
like that he had some trouble in making a choice, but at last he took the
biggest, thinking that he would thus secure the greatest reward, and they were
married amid great rejoicing.

But a few days afterward the King was caught in a rainstorm, and before he
could get home, his new head had melted in the great shower of lemonade that
fell. Only the glass eyes were left, and these he put in his pocket and went
sorrowfully to tell the Queen of his new misfortune.

Then another young man who wanted to marry a princess made the King a head out
of dough, sticking in the glass eyes, and the King tried it on and found that
it fitted very well. So the young man was given the next-biggest princess. But
the following day the sun chanced to shine extremely hot, and when the King
walked out, it baked his dough head into bread, at which the monarch felt very
light-headed. And when the birds saw the bread, they flew down from the trees,
perched upon the King`s shoulder, and quickly ate up his new head. All but the
glass eyes.

Again the good King was forced to go home to the Queen without a head, and the
lady firmly declared that this time her husband must have a head warranted to
last at least as long as the honeymoon of the young man who made it; which was
not at all unreasonable under the circumstances. So a request was sent to all
loyal subjects throughout the Valley asking them to find a head for their King
that was neat and substantial.

In the meanwhile, the King had a rather hard time of it. When he wished to go
anyplace, he was obliged to hold out in front of him, between his thumbs and
fingers, the glass eyes, that they might guide his footsteps. This, as you may
imagine, made his Majesty look rather undignified, and dignity is very precious
to every royal personage.

At last a woodchopper in the mountains made a head out of wood and sent it to
the King. It was neatly carved, besides being solid and durable; moreover, it
fitted the monarch`s neck to a T. So the King rummaged in his pocket and found
the glass eyes, and when these were put in the new head, the King announced his
satisfaction. There was only one drawback--he couldn`t smile, as the wooden
face was too stiff; and it was funny to hear his Majesty laughing heartily
while his face maintained a solemn expression. But the glass eyes twinkled
merrily and everyone knew that he was the same kind-hearted monarch of old,
although he had become of necessity rather hard-headed.

Then the King sent word to the woodchopper to come to the palace and take his
pick of the princesses, and preparations were at once begun for the wedding.
But the woodchopper on his way to the court unfortunately passed by the
dwelling of the Purple Dragon and stopped to speak to the monster.

Now it seems that when the Dragon had swallowed the King`s head, the unusual
meal made the beast ill. It was more accustomed to berries and caramels for
dinner than to heads, and the sharp points of the King`s crown (which was
firmly fastened to the head) pricked the Dragon`s stomach and made the creature
miserable. After a few days of suffering, the Dragon disgorged the head, and
not knowing what else to do with it, locked it up in a cupboard and put the key
in its pocket.

When the Dragon met the woodchopper and learned he had made a new head for the
King and as a reward was to wed one of the princesses, the monster became very
angry. It resolved to do a wicked thing, which will not surprise you when you
remember the beast`s purple color. "Step into my parlor and rest yourself,"
said the Dragon politely. Wicked people are most polite when they mean
mischief.

"Thank you, I`ll stop for a few minutes," replied the woodchopper, "but I
cannot stay long, as I am expected at court."

When he had entered the parlor, the Dragon suddenly opened its mouth and
snapped off the poor woodchopper`s head. Being warned by experience, however,
it d

PtAKI

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PTAKI Nadesz³y ¿ó³te, pe³ne nudy dni zimowe. Zrudzia³¹ ziemiê pokrywa³
dziurawy, przetarty, za krótki obrus œniegu. Na wiele dachów nie
starczy³o go i sta³y czarne lub rdzawe, gontowe strzechy i arki kryj¹ce
w sobie zakopcone przestrzenie strychów--czarne, zwêglone katedry,
naje¿one ¿ebrami krokwi, p³atwi i bantów--ciemne p³uca wichrów
zimowych. Ka¿dy œwit odkrywa³ nowe kominy i dymniki, wyros³e w nocy,
wydête przez wicher nocny, czarne piszcza³ki organów diabelskich.
Kominiarze nie mogli opêdziæ siê od wron, które na kszta³t ¿ywych
czarnych liœci obsiada³y wieczorem ga³êzie drzew pod koœcio³em, odrywa³y
siê znów, trzepoc¹c, by wreszcie przylgn¹æ, ka¿da do w³aœciwego miejsca
na w³aœciwej ga³êzi, a o œwicie ulatywa³y wielkimi stadami--tumany
sadzy, p³atki kopciu, faluj¹ce i fantastyczne, plami¹c migotliwym
krakaniem mêtno¿ó³te smugi œwitu. Dni stwardnia³y od zimna i nudy, jak
zesz³oroczne bochenki chleba. Napoczynano je têpymi no¿ami, bez apetytu,
z leniw¹ sennoœci¹. Ojciec nie wychodzi³ ju¿ z domu. Pali³ w piecach,
studiowa³ nigdy niezg³êbion¹ istotê ognia, wyczuwa³ s³ony, metaliczny
posmak i wêdzony zapach zimowych p³omieni, ch³odn¹ pieszczotê
salamander, li¿¹cych b³yszcz¹c¹ sadzê w gardzieli komina. Z zami³owaniem
wykonywa³ w owych dniach wszystkie reparatury w górnych regionach
pokoju. O ka¿dej porze dnia mo¿na go by³o widzieæ, jak--przykucniêty na
szczycie drabiny--majstrowa³ coœ przy suficie, przy kamiszach wysokich
okien, przy kulach i ³añcuchach lamp wisz¹cych. Zwyczajem malarzy
pos³ugiwa³ siê drabin¹ jak ogromnymi szczud³ami i czu³ siê dobrze w tej
ptasiej perspektywie, w pobli¿u malowanego nieba, arabesek i ptaków
sufitu. Od spraw praktycznego ¿ycia oddala³ siê coraz bardziej. Gdy
matka, pe³na troski i zmartwienia z powodu jego stanu, stara³a siê go
wci¹gn¹æ w rozmowê o interesach, o p³atnoœciach najbli¿szego „ultimo”,
s³ucha³ jej z roztargnieniem, pe³en niepokoju, z drgawkami w nieobecnej
twarzy. I bywa³o, ¿e przerywa³ jej nagle zaklinaj¹cym gestem rêki, a¿eby
pobiec w k¹t pokoju, przylgn¹æ uchem do szpary w pod³odze i z
podniesionymi palcami wskazuj¹cymi obu r¹k, wyra¿aj¹cymi najwy¿sz¹
wa¿noœæ badania--nas³uchiwaæ. Nie rozumieliœmy wówczas jeszcze smutnego
t³a tych ekstrawagancji, op³akanego kompleksu, który dojrzewa³ w g³êbi.
Matka nie mia³a nañ ¿adnego wp³ywu, natomiast wielk¹ czci¹ i uwag¹
darzy³ Adelê. Sprz¹tanie pokoju by³o dlañ wielk¹ i wa¿n¹ ceremoni¹,
której nie zaniedbywa³ nigdy byæ œwiadkiem, œledz¹c z mieszanin¹ strachu
i rozkosznego dreszczu wszystkie manipulacje Adeli. Wszystkim jej
czynnoœciom przypisywa³ g³êbsze, symboliczne znaczenie. Gdy dziewczyna
m³odymi i œmia³ymi ruchami posuwa³a szczotkê na d³ugim dr¹¿ku po
pod³odze, by³o to niemal ponad jego si³y. Z oczu jego la³y siê wówczas
³zy, twarz zanosi³a siê od cichego œmiechu, a cia³em wstrz¹sa³ rozkoszny
spazm orgazmu. Jego wra¿liwoœæ na ³askotki dochodzi³a do szaleñstwa.
Wystarczy³o, by Adela skierowa³a doñ palec ruchem oznaczaj¹cym
³askotanie, a ju¿ w dzikim pop³ochu ucieka³ przez wszystkie pokoje,
zatrzaskuj¹c za sob¹ drzwi, by wreszcie w ostatnim paœæ brzuchem na
³ó¿ko i wiæ siê w konwulsjach œmiechu pod wp³ywem samego obrazu
wewnêtrznego, któremu nie móg³ siê oprzeæ. Dziêki temu mia³a Adela nad
ojcem w³adzê niemal nieograniczon¹. W tym to czasie zauwa¿yliœmy u ojca
po raz pierwszy namiêtne zainteresowanie dla zwierz¹t. By³a to
pocz¹tkowo namiêtnoœæ myœliwego i artysty zarazem, by³a mo¿e tak¿e
g³êbsza, zoologiczna sympatia kreatury dla pokrewnych, a tak odmiennych
form ¿ycia, eksperymentowanie w nie wypróbowanych rejestrach bytu.
Dopiero w póŸniejszej fazie wziê³a sprawa ten niesamowity, zapl¹tany,
g³êboko grzeszny i przeciwny naturze obrót, którego lepiej nie wywlekaæ
na œwiat³o dzienne. Zaczê³o siê to od wylêgania jaj ptasich. Z wielkim
nak³adem trudu i pieniêdzy sprowadza³ ojciec z Hamburga, z Holandii, z
afrykañskich stacji zoologicznych zap³odnione jaja ptasie, które dawa³
do wylêgania ogromnym kurom belgijskim. By³ to proceder nader zajmuj¹cy
i dla mnie--to wykluwanie siê piskl¹t, prawdziwych dziwotworów w
kszta³cie i ubarwieniu. Nie podobna by³o dopatrzyæ siê w tych monstrach
o ogromnych, fantastycznych dziobach, które natychmiast po urodzeniu
rozdziera³y siê szeroko, sycz¹c ¿ar³ocznie czeluœciami gard³a, w tych
jaszczurach o w¹t³ym, nagim ciele garbusów--przysz³ych pawi, ba¿antów,
g³uszców i kondorów. Umieszczony w koszykach, w wacie, smoczy ten pomiot
podnosi³ na cienkich szyjach œlepe, bielmem zarosle g³owy, kwacz¹c
bezg³oœnie z niemych gardzieli. Mój ojciec chodzi³ wzd³u¿ pó³ek w
zielonym fartuchu, jak ogrodnik wzd³u¿ inspektów z kaktusami, i wywabia³
z nicoœci te pêcherze œlepe, pulsuj¹ce ¿yciem, te niedo³ê¿ne brzuchy,
przyjmuj¹ce œwiat zewnêtrzny tylko w formie jedzenia, te naroœle ¿ycia,
pn¹ce siê omackiem ku œwiat³u. W parê tygodni póŸniej, gdy te œlepe
p¹czki ¿ycia pêk³y do œwiat³a, nape³ni³y siê pokoje kolorowym pogwarem,
migotliwym œwiergotem swych nowych mieszkañców. Obsiada³y one karnisze
firanek, gzymsy szaf, gnieŸdzi³y siê w gêstwinie cynowych ga³êzi i
arabesek wieloramiennych lamp wisz¹cych. Gdy ojciec studiowa³ wielkie
ornitologiczne kompendia i wertowa³ kolorowe tablice, zdawa³y siê
ulatywaæ z nich te pierzaste fantazmaty i nape³niaæ pokój kolorowym
trzepotem, p³atami purpury, strzêpami szafiru, grynszpanu i srebra.
Podczas karmienia tworzy³y one na pod³odze barwn¹, faluj¹c¹ grz¹dkê,
dywan ¿ywy, który za czyimœ niebacznym wejœciem rozpada³ siê, rozlatywa³
w ruchome kwiaty, trzepoc¹ce w powietrzu, aby w koñcu rozmieœciæ siê w
górnych regionach pokoju. W pamiêci pozosta³ mi szczególnie jeden
kondor, ogromny ptak o szyi nagiej, twarzy pomarszczonej i wybuja³ej
naroœlami. By³ to chudy asceta, lama buddyjski, pe³en niewzruszonej
godnoœci w ca³ym zachowaniu, kieruj¹cy siê ¿elaznym ceremonia³em swego
wielkiego rodu. Gdy siedzia³ naprzeciw ojca, nieruchom

daj dalej ptaki moze zrozumiem sens eksperymentu

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Gdy siedzia³ naprzeciw ojca, nieruchomy w swej
monumentalnej pozycji odwiecznych bóstw egipskich, z okiem zawleczonym
bia³awym bielmem, które zasuwa³ z boku na Ÿrenice, a¿eby zamkn¹æ siê
zupe³nie w kontemplacji swej dostojnej samotnoœci--wydawa³ siê ze swym
kamiennym profilem starszym bratem mego ojca. Ta sama materia cia³a,
œciêgien i pomarszczonej twardej skóry, ta sama twarz wysch³a i
koœcista, te same zrogowacia³e, g³êbokie oczodo³y. Nawet rêce, silne w
wêz³ach, d³ugie, chude d³onie ojca, z wypuk³ymi paznokciami, mia³y swój
analogon w szponach kondora. Nie mog³em siê oprzeæ wra¿eniu, widz¹c go
tak uœpionego, ¿e mam przed sob¹ mumiê--wysch³¹ i dlatego pomniejszon¹
mumiê mego ojca. S¹dzê, ¿e i uwagi matki nie usz³o to przedziwne
podobieñstwo, chocia¿ nigdy nie poruszaliœmy tego tematu.
Charakterystyczne jest, ¿e kondor u¿ywa³ wspólnego z moim ojcem naczynia
nocnego. Nie poprzestaj¹c na wylêganiu coraz nowych egzemplarzy, ojciec
mój urz¹dza³ na strychu wesela ptasie, wysy³a³ swatów, uwi¹zywa³ w
lukach i dziurach strychu ponêtne, stêsknione narzeczone i osi¹gn¹³ w
samej rzeczy to, ¿e dach naszego domu, ogromny, dwuspadowy dach gontowy,
sta³ siê prawdziw¹ gospod¹ ptasi¹, ark¹ Noego, do której zlatywa³y siê
wszelkiego rodzaju skrzydlacze z dalekich stron. Nawet d³ugo po
zlikwidowaniu ptasiego gospodarstwa utrzymywa³a siê w œwiecie ptasim ta
tradycja naszego domu i w okresie wiosennych wêdrówek spada³y nieraz na
nasz dach ca³e chmary ¿urawi, pelikanów, pawi i wszelkiego ptactwa.
Impreza ta wziê³a jednak niebawem--po krótkiej œwietnoœci--smutny
obrót. Wkrótce okaza³a siê bowiem konieczna translokacja ojca do dwóch
pokojów na poddaszu, które s³u¿y³y za rupieciarnie. Stamt¹d dochodzi³
ju¿ o wczesnym œwicie zmieszany klangor g³osów ptasich. Drewniane pud³a
pokojów na strychu, wspomagane rezonansem przestrzeni dachowej,
dŸwiêcza³y ca³e od szumu, trzepotu, piania, tokowania i gulgotu. Tak
straciliœmy ojca z widoku na przeci¹g kilku tygodni. Rzadko tylko
schodzi³ do mieszkania i wtedy mogliœmy zauwa¿yæ, ¿e zmniejszy³ siê
jakoby, schud³ i skurczy³. Niekiedy przez zapomnienie zrywa³ siê z
krzes³a przy stole i trzepi¹c rêkoma jak skrzyd³ami, wydawa³ pianie
przeci¹g³e, a oczy zachodzi³y mu mg³¹ bielma. Potem, zawstydzony, œmia³
siê razem z nami i stara³ siê ten incydent obróciæ w ¿art. Pewnego razu
w okresie generalnych porz¹dków zjawi³a siê niespodzianie Adela w
pañstwie ptasim ojca. Stan¹wszy we drzwiach, za³ama³a rêce nad fetorem,
który siê unosi³ w powietrzu, oraz nad kupami ka³u, zalegaj¹cego
pod³ogi, sto³y i meble. Szybko zdecydowana otworzy³a okno, po czym przy
pomocy d³ugiej szczotki wprawi³a ca³¹ masê ptasi¹ w wirowanie. Wzbi³ siê
piekielny tuman piór, skrzyde³ i krzyku, w którym Adela, podobna do
szalej¹cej Menady, zakrytej m³yñcem swego tyrsu, tañczy³a taniec
zniszczenia. Razem z ptasi¹ gromad¹ ojciec mój, trzepi¹c rêkoma, w
przera¿eniu próbowa³ wznieœæ siê w powietrze. Zwolna przerzedza³ siê
tuman skrzydlaty, a¿ w koñcu na pobojowisku zosta³a sama Adela,
wyczerpana, dysz¹ca, oraz mój ojciec z min¹ zafrasowan¹ i zawstydzon¹,
gotów do przyjêcia ka¿dej kapitulacji. W chwilê póŸniej schodzi³ mój
ojciec ze schodów swojego dominium--cz³owiek z³amany, król-banita,
który straci³ tron i królowanie.

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MANEKINY Ta ptasia impreza mego ojca by³a ostatnim wybuchem kolorowoœci,
ostatnim i œwietnym kontrmarszem fantazji, który ten niepoprawny
improwizator, ten fechtmistrz wyobraŸni poprowadzi³ na szañce i okopy
ja³owej i pustej zimy. Dziœ dopiero rozumiem samotne bohaterstwo, z
jakim sam jeden wyda³ on wojnê bezbrze¿nemu ¿ywio³owi nudy drêtwi¹cej
miasto. Pozbawiony wszelkiego poparcia, bez uznania z naszej strony
broni³ ten m¹¿ przedziwny straconej sprawy poezji. By³ on cudownym
m³ynem, w którego leje sypa³y siê otrêby pustych godzin, a¿eby w jego
trybach zakwitn¹æ wszystkimi kolorami i zapachami korzeni Wschodu. Ale
przywykli do œwietnego kuglarstwa tego metafizycznego prestidigitatora,
byliœmy sk³onni zapoznawaæ wartoœæ jego suwerennej magii, która nas
ratowa³a od letargu pustych dni i nocy. Adeli nie spotka³ ¿aden wyrzut
za jej bezmyœlny i têpy wandalizm. Przeciwnie, czuliœmy jakieœ niskie
zadowolenie, haniebn¹ satysfakcjê z ukrócenia tych wybuja³oœci, których
kosztowaliœmy ³akomie do syta, a¿eby potem uchyliæ siê perfidnie od
odpowiedzialnoœci za nie. A mo¿e by³ w tej zdradzie i tajny pok³on w
stronê zwyciêskiej Adeli, której przypisywaliœmy niejasno jak¹œ misje i
pos³annictwo si³ wy¿szego rzêdu. Zdradzony przez wszystkich, wycofa³ siê
ojciec bez walki z miejsc swej niedawnej chwa³y. Bez skrzy¿owania szpad
odda³ w rêce wroga domenê swej by³ej œwietnoœci. Dobrowolny banita
usun¹³ siê do pustego pokoju na koñcu sieni i oszañcowa³ siê tam
samotnoœci¹. Zapomnieliœmy o nim. Obieg³a nas znowu ze wszech stron
¿a³obna szaroœæ miasta, zakwitaj¹c w oknach ciemnym liszajem œwitów,
paso¿ytniczym grzybem zmierzchów, rozrastaj¹cym siê w puszyste futro
d³ugich nocy zimowych. Tapety pokojów, rozluŸnione b³ogo za tamtych dni
i otwarte dla kolorowych lotów owej skrzydlatej czeredy, zamknê³y siê
znów w sobie, zgêstnia³y pl¹cz¹c siê w monotonii gorzkich monologów.
Lampy poczernia³y i zwiêd³y jak stare osty i bodiaki. Wisia³y teraz
osowia³e i zgryŸliwe, dzwoni¹c cicho kryszta³kami szkie³ek, gdy ktoœ
przeprawia³ siê omackiem przez zmierzch pokoju. Na pró¿no wetknê³a Adela
we wszystkie ramiona tych lamp kolorowe œwiece, nieudolny surogat, blade
wspomnienie œwietnych iluminacji, którymi kwit³y niedawno wisz¹ce ich
ogrody. Ach! gdzie by³o to œwiegotliwe p¹czkowanie, to owocowanie
poœpieszne i fantastyczne w bukietach tych lamp, z których jak z
pêkaj¹cych czarodziejskich tortów ulatywa³y skrzydlate fantazmaty,
rozbijaj¹ce powietrze na talie kart magicznych, rozsypuj¹c je w kolorowe
oklaski, sypi¹ce siê gêstymi ³uskami lazuru, pawiej, papuziej zieleni,
metalicznych po³ysków, rysuj¹c w powietrzu linie i arabeski, migotliwe
œlady lotów i ko³owañ, rozwijaj¹c kolorowe wachlarze trzepotów,
utrzymuj¹ce siê d³ugo po przelocie w bogatej i b³yskotliwej atmosferze,
Jeszcze teraz kry³y siê w g³êbi zszarza³ej aury echa i mo¿liwoœci
barwnych rozb³ysków, lecz nikt nie nawierca³ fletem, nie doœwiadcza³
œwidrem zmêtnia³ych s³ojów powietrznych. Tygodnie te sta³y pod znakiem
dziwnej sennoœci. £ó¿ka ca³y dzieñ nie zaœcielone, zawalone poœciel¹
zmiêt¹ i wytarzan¹ od ciê¿kich snów, sta³y jak g³êbokie ³odzie gotowe do
odp³ywu w mokre i zawi³e labirynty jakiejœ czarnej, bezgwiezdnej
Wenecji. O g³uchym œwicie Adela przynosi³a nam kawê. Ubieraliœmy siê
leniwie w zimnych pokojach, przy œwietle œwiecy odbitej wielokrotnie w
czar-nych szybach okien. Poranki te by³y pe³ne bez³adnego krz¹tania siê,
rozwlek³ego szukania w ró¿nych szufladach i szafach. Po ca³ym mieszkaniu
s³ychaæ by³o k³apanie pantofelków Adeli. Subiekci zapalali latarnie,
brali z r¹k matki wielkie klucze sklepowe i wychodzili w gêst¹, wiruj¹c¹
ciemnoœæ. Matka nie mog³a dojœæ do ³adu z toalet¹. Œwiece dogasa³y w
lichtarzu. Adela przepada³a gdzieœ w odleg³ych pokojach lub na strychu,
gdzie rozwiesza³a bieliznê. Nie mo¿na jej siê by³o dowo³aæ. M³ody
jeszcze, mêtny i brudny ogieñ w piecu liza³ zimne, b³yszcz¹ce naroœle
sadzy w gardzieli komina. Œwieca gas³a, pokój pogr¹¿a³ siê w ciemnoœci.
Z g³owami na obrusie sto³u, wœród resztek œniadania zasypialiœmy na wpó³
ubrani. Le¿¹c twarzami na futrzanym brzuchu ciemnoœci, odp³ywaliœmy na
jego falistym oddechu w bezgwiezdn¹ nicoœæ. Budzi³o nas g³oœne
sprz¹tanie Adeli. Matka nie mog³a uporaæ siê z toalet¹. Nim skoñczy³a
czesanie, subiekci wracali na obiad. Mrok na rynku przybiera³ kolor
z³otawego dymu. Przez chwilê z tych dymnych miodów, z tych mêtnych
bursztynów mog³y siê rozpowiæ kolory najpiêkniejszego popo³udnia. Ale
szczêœliwy moment mija³, amalgamat œwitu przekwita³, wezbrany ferment
dnia, ju¿ niemal doœcig³y, opada³ z powrotem w bezsiln¹ szaroœæ.
Zasiadaliœmy do sto³u, subiekci zacierali czerwone z zimna rêce i nagle
proza ich rozmów sprowadza³a od razu pe³ny dzieñ, szary i pusty wtorek,
dzieñ bez tradycji i bez twarzy. Ale gdy pojawia³ siê na stole pó³misek
z ryb¹ w szklistej galarecie, dwie du¿e ryby le¿¹ce bok przy boku, g³ow¹
do ogona jak figura zodiakalna, odpoznawaliœmy w nich herb owego dnia,
emblemat kalendarzowy bezimiennego wtorku, i rozbieraliœmy go
pospiesznie miêdzy siebie, pe³ni ulgi, ¿e dzieñ odzyska³ w nim sw¹
fizjonomiê. Subiekci spo¿ywali go z namaszczeniem, z powag¹
kalendarzowej ceremonii. Zapach pieprzu rozchodzi³ siê po pokoju. A gdy
wytarli bu³k¹ ostatek galarety ze swych talerzy, rozwa¿aj¹c w myœli
heraldykê nastêpnych dni tygodnia, i na pó³misku zostawa³y tylko g³owy z
wygotowanymi oczyma--czuliœmy wszyscy, ¿e dzieñ zosta³ wspólnymi si³ami
pokonany i ¿e reszta nie wchodzi³a ju¿ w rachubê. W samej rzeczy z
reszt¹ t¹, wydan¹ na jej ³askê, Adela nie robi³a sobie d³ugich
ceregieli. Wœród brzêku garnków i chlustów zimnej wody likwidowa³a z
energi¹ tych parê godzin do zmierzchu, które matka przesypia³a na
otomanie. Tymczasem w jadalni przygotowywano ju¿ sceneriê wieczoru.
Polda i Paulina, dziewczêta do szycia, rozgospodarowywa³y siê w niej z
rekwizytami swego fachu. Na ich ramionach wniesiona wchodzi³a do pokoju
milcz¹ca, nieruchoma pani, dama z k³aków i p³ótna, z czarn¹ drewnian¹
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Na ich ramionach wniesiona wchodzi³a do pokoju
milcz¹ca, nieruchoma pani, dama z k³aków i p³ótna, z czarn¹ drewnian¹
ga³k¹ zamiast g³owy. Ale ustawiona w k¹cie, miêdzy drzwiami a piecem, ta
cicha dama stawa³a siê pani¹ sytuacji. Ze swego k¹ta, stoj¹c nieruchomo,
nadzorowa³a w milczeniu pracê dziewcz¹t. Pe³na krytycyzmu i nie³aski
przyjmowa³a ich starania i umizgi, z jakimi przyklêka³y przed ni¹,
przymierzaj¹c fragmenty sukni, znaczone bia³¹ fastryg¹. Obs³ugiwa³y z
uwag¹ i cierpliwoœci¹ milcz¹cy idol, którego nic zadowoliæ nie mog³o.
Ten moloch by³ nieub³agany, jak tylko kobiece molochy byæ potrafi¹, i
odsy³a³ je wci¹¿ na nowo do pracy, a one, wrzecionowate i smuk³e,
podobne do szpuli drewnianych, z których odwija³y siê nici, i tak
ruchliwe jak one, manipulowa³y zgrabnymi ruchami nad t¹ kup¹ jedwabiu i
sukna, wcina³y siê szczêkaj¹cymi no¿ycami w jej kolorow¹ masê, furkota³y
maszyn¹, depc¹c peda³ lakierkow¹, tani¹ nó¿k¹, a dooko³a nich ros³a kupa
odpadków, ró¿nokolorowych strzêpów i szmatek, jak wyplute ³uski i plewy
dooko³a dwóch wybrednych i marnotrawnych papug. Krzywe szczêki no¿yc
otwiera³y siê ze skrzypieniem, jak dzioby tych kolorowych ptaków.
Dziewczêta depta³y nieuwa¿nie po barwnych obrzynkach, brodz¹c
nieœwiadomie niby w œmietniku mo¿liwego jakiegoœ karnawa³u, w rupieciami
jakiejœ wielkiej nieurzeczywistnionej maskarady. Otrzepywa³y siê ze
szmatek z nerwowym œmiechem, ³askota³y oczyma zwierciad³a. Ich dusze,
szybkie czarodziejstwo ich r¹k by³o nie w nudnych sukniach, które
zostawa³y na stole, ale w tych setkach odstrzygniêæ, w tych wiórach
lekkomyœlnych i p³ochych, którymi zasypaæ mog³y cale miasto, jak
kolorow¹ fantastyczn¹ œnie¿yc¹. Nagle by³o im gor¹co i otwiera³y okno,
a¿eby w niecierpliwoœci swej samotni, w g³odzie obcych twarzy,
przynajmniej bezimienn¹ twarz zobaczyæ, do okna przyciœniêt¹. Wachlowa³y
rozpalone swe policzki przed wzbieraj¹c¹ firankami noc¹ zimow¹--
ods³ania³y p³on¹ce dekolty, pe³ne nienawiœci do siebie i rywalizacji,
gotowe stan¹æ do walki o tego pierrota, którego by ciemny powiew nocy
przywia³ na okno. Ach! jak ma³o wymaga³y one od rzeczywistoœci. Mia³y
wszystko w sobie, mia³y nadmiar wszystkiego w sobie. Ach! by³by im
wystarczy³ pierrot wypchany trocinami, jedno-dwa s³owa, na które od
dawna czeka³y, by móc wpaœæ w sw¹ rolê dawno przygotowan¹, z dawna
t³ocz¹c¹ siê na usta, pe³n¹ s³odkiej i strasznej goryczy, ponosz¹c¹
dziko, jak stronice romansu po³ykane noc¹ wraz ze ³zami ronionymi na
wypieki lic. Podczas jednej ze swych wêdrówek wieczornych po mieszkaniu,
przedsiêbranych pod nieobecnoœæ Adeli, natkn¹³ siê mój ojciec na ten
cichy seans wieczorny. Przez chwilê sta³ w ciemnych drzwiach przyleg³ego
pokoju, z lamp¹ w rêku, oczarowany scen¹ pe³n¹ gor¹czki i wypieków, t¹
idyll¹ z pudru, kolorowej bibu³ki i atropiny, której jako t³o pe³ne
znaczenia pod³o¿ona by³a noc zimowa, oddychaj¹ca wœród wzdêtych firanek
okna. Nak³adaj¹c okulary, zbli¿y³ siê w paru krokach i obszed³ dooko³a
dziewczêta, oœwiecaj¹c je podniesion¹ w rêku lamp¹. Przeci¹g z otwartych
drzwi podniós³ firanki u okna, panienki dawa³y siê ogl¹daæ, krêc¹c siê w
biodrach, polœniewaj¹c emali¹ oczu, lakiem skrzypi¹cych pantofelków,
sprz¹czkami podwi¹zek pod wzdêt¹ od wiatru sukienk¹; szmatki jê³y umykaæ
po pod³odze, jak szczury, ku uchylonym drzwiom ciemnego pokoju, a ojciec
mój przygl¹da³ siê uwa¿nie prychaj¹cym osóbkom, szepc¹c pó³g³osem:--
Genus avium... jeœli siê nie mylê, scansores albo pistacci... w
najwy¿szym stopniu godne uwagi. Przypadkowe to spotkanie sta³o siê
pocz¹tkiem ca³ej serii seansów, podczas których ojciec mój zdo³a³ rych³o
oczarowaæ obie panienki urokiem swej przedziwnej osobistoœci. Odp³acaj¹c
siê za pe³n¹ galanterii i dowcipu konwersacjê, któr¹ zape³nia³ im pustkê
wieczorów--dziewczêta pozwala³y zapalonemu badaczowi studiowaæ
strukturê swych szczup³ych i tandetnych cia³ek. Dzia³o siê to w toku
konwersacji, z powag¹ i wytwornoœci¹, która najryzykowniejszym punktom
tych badañ odbiera³a dwuznaczny ich pozór. Odsuwaj¹c poñczoszkê z kolana
Pauliny i studiuj¹c rozmi³owanymi oczyma zwiêz³¹ i szlachetn¹
konstrukcjê przegubu, ojciec mój mówi³:--Jak¿e pe³na uroku i jak
szczêœliwa jest forma bytu, któr¹ panie obra³y. Jak¿e piêkna i prosta
jest teza, któr¹ dano wam swym ¿yciem ujawniæ. Lecz za to z jakim
mistrzostwem, z jak¹ finezj¹ wywi¹zuj¹ siê panie z tego zadania. Gdybym
odrzucaj¹c respekt przed Stwórc¹, chcia³ siê zabawiæ w krytykê
stworzenia, wo³a³bym:--mniej treœci, wiêcej formy! Ach, jakby ul¿y³
œwiatu ten ubytek treœci. Wiêcej skromnoœci w zamierzeniach, wiêcej
wstrzemiêŸliwoœci w pretensjach--panowie demiurdzy--a œwiat by³by
doskonalszy!--wo³a³ mój ojciec akurat w momencie, gdy d³oñ jego
wy³uskiwa³a bia³¹ ³ydkê Pauliny z uwiêzi poñczoszki. W tej chwili Adela
stanê³a w otwartych drzwiach jadalni, nios¹c tacê z podwieczorkiem. By³o
to pierwsze spotkanie dwu tych wrogich potêg od czasu wielkiej rozprawy.
My wszyscy, którzy asystowaliœmy przy tym spotkaniu, prze¿yliœmy chwilê
wielkiej trwogi. By³o nam nadwyraz przykro byæ œwiadkami nowego
upokorzenia i tak ju¿ ciê¿ko doœwiadczonego mê¿a. Mój ojciec powsta³ z
klêczek bardzo zmieszany, fal¹ po fali zabarwia³a siê jego twarz coraz
ciemniej nap³ywem wstydu. Ale Adela znalaz³a siê niespodzianie na
wysokoœci sytuacji. Podesz³a z uœmiechem do ojca i da³a mu prztyczka w
nos. Na to has³o Polda i Paulina klasnê³y rado-œnie w d³onie, zatupota³y
nó¿kami i uwiesiwszy siê z obu stron u ramion ojca, obtañczy³y z nim
stó³ dooko³a. W ten sposób, dziêki dobremu sercu dziewcz¹t, rozwia³ siê
zarodek przykrego konfliktu w ogólnej weso³oœci. Oto jest pocz¹tek
wielce ciekawych i dziwnych prelekcji, które mój ojciec, natchniony
urokiem tego ma³ego i niewinnego audytorium, odbywa³ w nastêpnych
tygodniach owej wczesnej zimy. Jest godne uwagi, jak w zetkniêciu z
niezwyk³ym tym cz³owiekiem rzeczy wszystkie cofa³y siê niejako do
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Oto jest pocz¹tek
wielce ciekawych i dziwnych prelekcji, które mój ojciec, natchniony
urokiem tego ma³ego i niewinnego audytorium, odbywa³ w nastêpnych
tygodniach owej wczesnej zimy. Jest godne uwagi, jak w zetkniêciu z
niezwyk³ym tym cz³owiekiem rzeczy wszystkie cofa³y siê niejako do
korzenia swego bytu, odbudowywa³y swe zjawisko a¿ do metafizycznego
j¹dra, wraca³y niejako do pierwotnej idei, a¿eby w tym punkcie
sprzeniewierzyæ siê jej i przechyliæ w te w¹tpliwe, ryzykowne i
dwuznaczne regiony, które nazwiemy tu krótko regionami wielkiej herezji.
Nasz herezjarcha szed³ wœród rzeczy jak magnetyzer, zara¿aj¹c je i
uwodz¹c swym niebezpiecznym czarem. Czy mam nazwaæ i Paulinê jego
ofiar¹? Sta³a siê ona w owych dniach jego uczennic¹, adeptk¹ jego
teoryj, modelem jego eksperymentów. Tutaj postaram siê wy³o¿yæ z
nale¿yt¹ ostro¿noœci¹, i unikaj¹c zgorszenia, tê nader kacersk¹
doktrynê, która opêta³a wówczas na d³ugie miesi¹ce mego ojca i opanowa³a
wszystkie jego poczynania.

TRAKTAT O MANEKINACH ALBO WTÓRA KSIÊGA RODZAJU Demiurgos--mówi³ mój
ojciec--nie posiad³ monopolu na tworzenie--tworzenie jest przywilejem
wszystkich duchów. Materii dana jest nieskoñczona p³odnoœæ,
niewyczerpana moc ¿yciowa i zarazem uwodna si³a pokusy, która nas nêci
do formowania. W g³êbi materii kszta³tuj¹ siê niewyraŸne uœmiechy,
zawi¹zuj¹ siê napiêcia, zgêszczaj¹ siê próby kszta³tów. Ca³a materia
faluje od nieskoñczonych mo¿liwoœci, które przez ni¹ przechodz¹ md³ymi
dreszczami. Czekaj¹c na o¿ywcze tchnienie ducha, przelewa siê ona w
sobie bez koñca, kusi tysi¹cem s³odkich okr¹glizn i miêkkoœci, które z
siebie w œlepych rojeniach wymajacza. Pozbawiona w³asnej inicjatywy,
lubie¿nie podatna, po kobiecemu plastyczna, uleg³a wobec wszystkich
impulsów--stanowi ona teren wyjêty spod prawa, otwarty dla wszelkiego
rodzaju szarlatanerii i dyletantyzmów, domenê wszelkich nadu¿yæ i
w¹tpliwych manipulacji demiurgicznych. Materia jest najbierniejsz¹ i
najbezbronniejsz¹ istot¹ w kosmosie. Ka¿dy mo¿e j¹ ugniataæ, formowaæ,
ka¿demu jest pos³uszna. Wszystkie organizacje materii s¹ nietrwa³e i
luŸne, ³atwe do uwstecznienia i rozwi¹zania. Nie ma ¿adnego z³a w
redukcji ¿ycia do form innych i nowych. Zabójstwo nie jest grzechem.
Jest ono nieraz koniecznym gwa³tem wobec opornych i skostnia³ych form
bytu, które przesta³y byæ zajmuj¹ce. W interesie ciekawego i wa¿nego
eksperymentu mo¿e ono nawet stanowiæ zas³ugê. Tu jest punkt wyjœcia dla
nowej apologii sadyzmu. Mój ojciec by³ niewyczerpany w gloryfikacji tego
przedziwnego elementu, jakim by³a materia.--Nie ma materii martwej--
naucza³--martwota jest jedynie pozorem, za którym ukrywaj¹ siê nieznane
formy ¿ycia. Skala tych form jest nieskoñczona, a odcienie i niuanse
niewyczerpane. Demiurgos by³ w posiadaniu wa¿nych i ciekawych recept
twórczych. Dziêki nim stworzy³ on mnogoœæ rodzajów, odnawiaj¹cych siê
w³asn¹ si³¹. Nie wiadomo, czy recepty te kiedykolwiek zostan¹
zrekonstruowane. Ale jest to niepotrzebne, gdy¿ jeœliby nawet te
klasyczne metody kreacji okaza³y siê raz na zawsze niedostêpne,
pozostaj¹ pewne metody illegalne, ca³y bezmiar metod heretyckich i
wystêpnych. W miarê jak ojciec od tych ogólnych zasad kosmogonii zbli¿a³
siê do terenu swych ciaœniejszych zainteresowañ, g³os jego zni¿a³ siê do
wnikliwego szeptu, wyk³ad stawa³ siê coraz trudniejszy i zawilszy, a
wyniki, do których dochodzi³, gubi³y siê w coraz bardziej w¹tpliwych i
ryzykownych regionach. Gestykulacja jego nabiera³a ezoterycznej
solennoœci. Przymyka³ jedno oko, przyk³ada³ dwa palce do czo³a, chytroœæ
jego spojrzenia stawa³a siê wprost niesamowita. Wwierca³ siê t¹
chytroœci¹ w swe interlokutorki, gwa³ci³ cynizmem tego spojrzenia
najwstydliwsze, najintymniejsze w nich rezerwy i dosiêga³ wymykaj¹ce siê
w najg³êbszym zakamarku, przypiera³ do œciany i ³askota³, drapa³
ironicznym palcem, póki nie do³askota³ siê b³ysku zrozumienia i œmiechu,
œmiechu przyznania i porozumienia siê, którym w koñcu musia³o siê
kapitulowaæ. Dziewczêta siedzia³y nieruchomo, lampa kopci³a, sukno pod
ig³¹ maszyny dawno siê zsunê³o, a maszyna stukota³a pusto, stêbnuj¹c
czarne, bezgwiezdne sukno, odwijaj¹ce siê z postawu nocy zimowej za
oknem.--Zbyt d³ugo ¿yliœmy pod terrorem niedoœcig³ej doskona³oœci
Demiurga--mówi³ mój ojciec--zbyt d³ugo doskona³oœæ jego tworu
parali¿owa³a nasz¹ w³asn¹ twórczoœæ. Nie chcemy z nim konkurowaæ. Nie
mamy ambicji mu dorównaæ. Chcemy byæ twórcami we w³asnej, ni¿szej
sferze, pragniemy dla siebie twórczoœci, pragniemy rozkoszy twórczej,
pragniemy--jednym s³owem--demiurgii.--Nie wiem, w czyim imieniu
proklamowa³ mój ojciec te postulaty, jaka zbiorowoœæ, jaka korporacja,
sekta czy zakon, nadawa³a sw¹ solidarnoœci¹ patos jego s³owom. Co do
nas, to byliœmy dalecy od wszelkich zakusów dem³urgicznych. Lecz ojciec
mój rozwin¹³ tymczasem program tej wtórej demiurgii, obraz tej drugiej
generacji stworzeñ, która stan¹æ mia³a w otwartej opozycji do panuj¹cej
epoki.--Nie zale¿y nam--mówi³ on--na tworach o d³ugim oddechu, na
istotach na dalek¹ metê. Nasze kreatury nie bêd¹ bohaterami romansów w
wielu tomach. Ich role bêd¹ krótkie, lapidarne, ich charaktery--bez
dalszych planów. Czêsto dla jednego gestu, dla jednego s³owa podejmiemy
siê trudu powo³ania ich do ¿ycia na tê jedn¹ chwilê. Przyznajemy
otwarcie: nie bêdziemy k³adli nacisku na trwa³oœæ ani solidnoœæ
wykonania, twory nasze bêd¹ jak gdyby prowizoryczne, na jeden raz
zrobione. Jeœli bêd¹ to ludzie, to damy im na przyk³ad tylko jedn¹
stronê twarzy, jedn¹ rêkê, jedn¹ nogê, tê mianowicie, która im bêdzie w
ich roli potrzebna. By³oby pedanteri¹ troszczyæ siê o ich drug¹, nie
wchodz¹c¹ w grê nogê. Z ty³u mog¹ byæ po prostu zaszyte p³ótnem lub
pobielone. Nasz¹ ambicjê pok³adaæ bêdziemy w tej dumnej dewizie: dla
ka¿dego gestu inny aktor. Do obs³ugi ka¿dego s³owa, ka¿dego czynu
powo³amy do ¿ycia innego cz³owieka. Taki jest nasz smak, to bêdzie œwiat
wed³ug naszego gustu. Demiurgos kocha³ siê w wytrawnych, doskona³ych i
skomplikowanych materia³ach, my dajemy pierwszeñstwo tandecie. Po prostu
porywa nas, zachwyca tanioœ&aeli

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Czy
rozumiecie--pyta³ mój ojciec--g³êboki sens tej s³aboœci, tej pasji do
pstrej bibu³ki, do papier mâ ché , do lakowej farby, do k³aków i
trociny? To jest--mówi³ z bolesnym uœmiechem--nasza mi³oœæ do materii
jako takiej, do jej puszystoœci i porowatoœci, do jej jedynej,
mistycznej konsystencji. Demiurgos, ten wielki mistrz i artysta, czyni
j¹ niewidzialn¹, ka¿e jej znikn¹æ pod gr¹ ¿ycia. My, przeciwnie, kochamy
jej zgrzyt, jej opornoœæ, jej pa³ubiast¹ niezgrabnoœæ. Lubimy pod ka¿dym
gestem, pod ka¿dym ruchem widzieæ jej ociê¿a³y wysi³ek, jej bezw³ad, jej
s³odk¹ niedŸwiedziowatoœæ. Dziewczêta siedzia³y nieruchomo z szklanymi
oczyma. Twarze ich by³y wyci¹gniête i zg³upia³e zas³uchaniem, policzki
podmalowane wypiekami, trudno by³o w tej chwili oceniæ, czy nale¿¹ do
pierwszej, czy do drugiej generacji stworzenia.--S³owem--konkludowa³
mój ojciec--chcemy stworzyæ po raz wtóry cz³owieka, na obraz i
podobieñstwo manekinu. Tu musimy dla wiernoœci sprawozdawczej opisaæ
pewien drobny i b³ahy incydent, który zaszed³ w tym punkcie prelekcji i
do którego nie przywi¹zujemy ¿adnej wagi. Incydent ten, ca³kowicie
niezrozumia³y i bezsensowny w tym danym szeregu zdarzeñ, da siê chyba
wyt³umaczyæ jako pewnego rodzaju automatyzm szcz¹tkowy, bez antecedensów
i bez ci¹g³oœci, jako pewnego rodzaju z³oœliwoœæ obiektu, przeniesiona w
dziedzinê psychiczn¹. Radzimy czytelnikowi zignorowaæ go z równ¹
lekkomyœlnoœci¹, jak my to czynimy. Oto jego przebieg: W chwili gdy mój
ojciec wymawia³ s³owo „manekin”, Adela spojrza³a na zegarek na
bransoletce, po czym porozumia³a siê spojrzeniem z Pold¹. Teraz wysunê³a
siê wraz z krzes³em o piêdŸ naprzód, podnios³a brzeg sukni, wystawi³a
powoli stopê, opiêt¹ w czarny jedwab, i wyprê¿y³a j¹ jak pyszczek wê¿a.
Tak siedzia³a przez ca³y czas tej sceny, ca³kiem sztywno, z wielkimi,
trzepocz¹cymi oczyma, pog³êbionymi lazurem atropiny, z Pold¹ i Paulina
po obu bokach. Wszystkie trzy patrzy³y rozszerzonymi oczami na ojca. Mój
ojciec chrz¹kn¹³, zamilk³, pochyli³ siê i sta³ siê nagle bardzo
czerwony. W jednej chwili lineatura jego twarzy, dopiero co tak
rozwichrzona i pe³na wibracji, zamknê³a siê na spokornia³ych rysach. On
- herezjarcha natchniony, ledwo wypuszczony z wichru uniesienia--z³o¿y³
siê nagle w sobie, zapad³ i zwin¹³. A mo¿e wymieniono go na innego. Ten
inny siedzia³ sztywny, bardzo czerwony, ze spuszczonymi oczyma. Panna
Polda podesz³a i pochyli³a siê nad nim. Klepi¹c go lekko po plecach,
mówi³a tonem ³agodnej zachêty:--Jakub bêdzie rozs¹dny, Jakub pos³ucha,
Jakub nie bêdzie uparty. No, proszê... Jakub, Jakub... Wypiêty
pantofelek Adeli dr¿a³ lekko i b³yszcza³ jak jêzyczek wê¿a. Mój ojciec
podniós³ siê powoli ze spuszczonymi oczyma, post¹pi³ krok naprzód, jak
automat, i osun¹³ siê na kolana. Lampa sycza³a w ciszy, w gêstwinie
tapet bieg³y tam i z powrotem wymowne spojrzenia, lecia³y szepty
jadowitych jêzyków, gzygzaki myœli...

TRAKTAT O MANEKINACH Ci¹g dalszy Nastêpnego wieczora ojciec podj¹³ z
odnowion¹ swad¹ ciemny i zawi³y swój temat. Lineatura jego zmarszczek
rozwija³a siê i zawija³a z wyrafinowan¹ chytroœci¹. W ka¿dej spirali
ukryty by³ pocisk ironii. Ale czasami inspiracja rozszerza³a krêgi jego
zmarszczek, które ros³y jak¹œ ogromn¹ wiruj¹c¹ groz¹, uchodz¹c w
milcz¹cych wolutach w g³¹b nocy zimowej.--Figury panopticum, moje panie
- zacz¹³ on--kalwaryjskie parodie manekinów, ale nawet w tej postaci
strze¿cie siê lekko je traktowaæ. Materia nie zna ¿artów. Jest ona
zawsze pe³na tragicznej powagi. Kto oœmiela siê myœleæ, ¿e mo¿na igraæ z
materi¹, ¿e kszta³towaæ j¹ mo¿na dla ¿artu, ¿e ¿art nie wrasta w ni¹,
nie w¿era siê natychmiast jak los, jak przeznaczenie? Czy przeczuwacie
ból, cierpienie g³uche, nie wyzwolone, zakute w materiê cierpienie tej
pa³uby, która nie wie, czemu ni¹ jest, czemu musi trwaæ w tej gwa³tem
narzuconej formie, bêd¹cej parodi¹? Czy pojmujecie potêgê wyrazu, formy,
pozoru, tyrañsk¹ samowolê, z jak¹ rzuca siê on na bezbronn¹ k³odê i
opanowuje, jak w³asna, tyrañska, panosz¹ca siê dusza? Nadajecie jakiejœ
g³owie z k³aków i p³ótna wyraz gniewu i pozostawiacie j¹ z tym gniewem,
z t¹ konwulsj¹, z tym napiêciem raz na zawsze, zamkniêt¹ ze œlep¹
z³oœci¹, dla której nie ma odp³ywu. T³um œmieje siê z tej parodii.
P³aczcie, moje panie, nad losem w³asnym, widz¹c nêdzê materii wiêzionej,
gnêbionej materii, która nie wie, kim jest i po co jest, dok¹d prowadzi
ten gest, który jej raz na zawsze nadano. T³um œmieje siê. Czy
rozumiecie straszny sadyzm, upajaj¹ce, demiurgiczne okrucieñstwo tego
œmiechu? Bo przecie¿ p³akaæ nam, moje panie, trzeba nad losem w³asnym na
widok tej nêdzy materii, gwa³conej materii, na której dopuszczono siê
strasznego bezprawia. St¹d p³ynie, moje panie, straszny smutek
wszystkich b³azeñskich golemów, wszystkich pa³ub, zadumanych tragicznie
nad œmiesznym swym grymasem. Oto jest anarchista Luccheni, morderca
cesarzowej El¿biety, oto Draga, demoniczna i nieszczêœliwa królowa
Serbii, oto genialny m³odzieniec, nadzieja i duma rodu, którego zgubi³
nieszczêsny na³óg onanii. O, ironio tych nazw, tych pozorów! Czy jest w
tej pa³ubie naprawdê coœ z królowej Dragi, jej sobowtór, najdalszy bodaj
cieñ jej istoty? To podobieñstwo, ten pozór, ta nazwa uspokaja nas i nie
pozwala nam pytaæ, kim jest dla siebie samego ten twór nieszczêœliwy. A
jednak to musi byæ ktoœ, moje panie, ktoœ anonimowy, ktoœ groŸny, ktoœ
nieszczêœliwy, ktoœ, co nie s³ysza³ nigdy w swym g³uchym ¿yciu o
królowej Dradze... Czy s³yszeliœcie po nocach straszne wycie tych pa³ub
woskowych, zamkniêtych w budach jarmarcznych, ¿a³osny chór tych kad³ubów
z drzewa i porcelany, wal¹cych piêœciami w œciany swych wiêzieñ? W
twarzy mego ojca, rozwichrzonej groz¹ spraw, które wywo³a³ z ciemnoœci,
utworzy³ siê wir zmarszczek, lej rosn¹cy w g³¹b, na którego dnie gorza³o
groŸne oko prorocze. Broda jego zje¿y³a siê dziwnie, wiechcie i pêdzle
w³osów, strzelaj¹ce z brodawek, z pieprzów, z dziurek od nosa,
nastroszy³y siê na swych korzonkach. Tak sta³ drêtwy, z gorej¹

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T³um œmieje siê z tej parodii.
P³aczcie, moje panie, nad losem w³asnym, widz¹c nêdzê materii wiêzionej,
gnêbionej materii, która nie wie, kim jest i po co jest, dok¹d prowadzi
ten gest, który jej raz na zawsze nadano. T³um œmieje siê. Czy
rozumiecie straszny sadyzm, upajaj¹ce, demiurgiczne okrucieñstwo tego
œmiechu? Bo przecie¿ p³akaæ nam, moje panie, trzeba nad losem w³asnym na
widok tej nêdzy materii, gwa³conej materii, na której dopuszczono siê
strasznego bezprawia. St¹d p³ynie, moje panie, straszny smutek
wszystkich b³azeñskich golemów, wszystkich pa³ub, zadumanych tragicznie
nad œmiesznym swym grymasem. Oto jest anarchista Luccheni, morderca
cesarzowej El¿biety, oto Draga, demoniczna i nieszczêœliwa królowa
Serbii, oto genialny m³odzieniec, nadzieja i duma rodu, którego zgubi³
nieszczêsny na³óg onanii. O, ironio tych nazw, tych pozorów! Czy jest w
tej pa³ubie naprawdê coœ z królowej Dragi, jej sobowtór, najdalszy bodaj
cieñ jej istoty? To podobieñstwo, ten pozór, ta nazwa uspokaja nas i nie
pozwala nam pytaæ, kim jest dla siebie samego ten twór nieszczêœliwy. A
jednak to musi byæ ktoœ, moje panie, ktoœ anonimowy, ktoœ groŸny, ktoœ
nieszczêœliwy, ktoœ, co nie s³ysza³ nigdy w swym g³uchym ¿yciu o
królowej Dradze... Czy s³yszeliœcie po nocach straszne wycie tych pa³ub
woskowych, zamkniêtych w budach jarmarcznych, ¿a³osny chór tych kad³ubów
z drzewa i porcelany, wal¹cych piêœciami w œciany swych wiêzieñ? W
twarzy mego ojca, rozwichrzonej groz¹ spraw, które wywo³a³ z ciemnoœci,
utworzy³ siê wir zmarszczek, lej rosn¹cy w g³¹b, na którego dnie gorza³o
groŸne oko prorocze. Broda jego zje¿y³a siê dziwnie, wiechcie i pêdzle
w³osów, strzelaj¹ce z brodawek, z pieprzów, z dziurek od nosa,
nastroszy³y siê na swych korzonkach. Tak sta³ drêtwy, z gorej¹cymi
oczyma, dr¿¹c od wewnêtrznego wzburzenia, jak automat, który zaci¹³ siê
i zatrzyma³ na martwym punkcie. Adela wsta³a z krzes³a i poprosi³a nas o
przymkniêcie oczu na to, co siê za chwilê stanie. Potem podesz³a do ojca
i z rêkoma na biodrach, przybieraj¹c pozór podkreœlonej stanowczoœci,
za¿¹da³a bardzo dobitnie... Panienki siedzia³y sztywno, ze spuszczonymi
oczyma, w dziwnej drêtwoœci...

TRAKTAT O MANEKINACH Dokoñczenie Któregoœ z nastêpnych wieczorów ojciec
mój w te s³owa ci¹gn¹³ dalej sw¹ prelekcjê:--Nie o tych
nieporozumieniach ucieleœnionych, nie o tych smutnych parodiach, moje
panie, owocach prostackiej i wulgarnej niepowœci¹gliwoœci--chcia³em
mówiæ zapowiadaj¹c m¹ rzecz o manekinach. Mia³em na myœli coœ innego. Tu
ojciec mój zacz¹³ budowaæ przed naszymi oczyma obraz tej wymarzonej
przez niego „generaiio aequivoca”, jakiegoœ pokolenia istot na wpó³
tylko organicznych, jakiejœ pseudowegetacji i pseudofauny, rezultatów
fantastycznej fermentacji materii. By³y to twory podobne z pozoru do
istot ¿ywych, do krêgowców, skorupiaków, cz³onkonogów, lecz pozór ten
myli³. By³y to w istocie istoty amorfne, bez wewnêtrznej struktury,
p³ody imitatywnej tendencji materii, która obdarzona pamiêci¹, powtarza
z przyzwyczajenia raz przyjête kszta³ty. Skala morfologii, której
podlega materia, jest w ogóle ograniczona i pewien zasób form powtarza
siê wci¹¿ na ró¿nych kondygnacjach bytu. Istoty te--ruchliwe, wra¿liwe
na bodŸce, a jednak dalekie od prawdziwego ¿ycia--mo¿na by³o otrzymaæ
zawieszaj¹c pewne skomplikowane koloidy w roztworach soli kuchennej.
Koloidy te po kilku dniach formowa³y siê, organizowa³y w pewne
zagêszczenia substancji przypominaj¹cej ni¿sze formy fauny. U istot tak
powsta³ych mo¿na by³o stwierdziæ proces oddychania, przemianê materii,
ale analiza chemiczna nie wykazywa³a w nich nawet œladu po³¹czeñ
bia³kowych ani w ogóle zwi¹zków wêgla. Wszelako prymitywne te formy by³y
niczym w porównaniu z bogactwem kszta³tów i wspania³oœci pseudofauny i
flory, która pojawia siê niekiedy w pewnych œciœle okreœlonych
œrodowiskach. Œrodowiskami tymi s¹ stare mieszkania, przesycone
emanacjami wielu ¿ywotów i zdarzeñ--zu¿yte atmosfery, bogate w
specyficzne ingrediencje marzeñ ludzkich--rumowiska, obfituj¹ce w humus
wspomnieñ, têsknot, ja³owej nudy. Na takiej glebie owa pseudowegetacja
kie³kowa³a szybko i powierzchownie, paso¿ytowa³a obficie i efemerycznie,
pêdzi³a krótkotrwa³e generacje, które rozkwita³y raptownie i œwietnie,
a¿eby wnet zgasn¹æ i zwiêdn¹æ. Tapety musz¹ byæ w takich mieszkaniach
ju¿ bardzo zu¿yte i znudzone nieustann¹ wêdrówk¹ po wszystkich
kadencjach rytmów; nic dziwnego, ¿e schodz¹ na manowce dalekich,
ryzykownych rojeñ. Rdzeñ mebli, ich substancja musi ju¿ byæ rozluŸniona,
zdegenerowana i podleg³a wystêpnym pokusom: wtedy na tej chorej,
zmêczonej i zdzicza³ej glebie wykwita, jak piêkna wysypka, nalot
fantastyczny, kolorowa, bujaj¹ca pleœñ.--Wiedz¹ panie--mówi³ ojciec
mój--¿e w starych mieszkaniach bywaj¹ pokoje, o których siê zapomina.
Nie odwiedzane miesi¹cami, wiêdn¹ w opuszczeniu miêdzy starymi murami i
zdarza siê, ¿e zasklepiaj¹ siê w sobie, zarastaj¹ ceg³¹ i, raz na zawsze
stracone dla naszej pamiêci, powoli trac¹ te¿ sw¹ egzystencjê. Drzwi,
prowadz¹ce do nich z jakiegoœ podestu tylnych schodów, mog¹ byæ tak
dhigo przeoczane przez domowników, a¿ wrastaj¹, wchodz¹ w œcianê, która
zaciera ich œlad w fantastycznym rysunku pêkniêæ i rys.--Wszed³em raz--
mówi³ ojciec mój--wczesnym rankiem na schy³ku zimy, po wielu miesi¹cach
nieobecnoœci, do takiego na wpó³ zapomnianego traktu i zdumiony by³em
wygl¹dem tych pokojów. Z wszystkich szpar w pod³odze, z wszystkich
gzymsów i framug wystrzela³y cienkie pêdy i nape³nia³y szare powietrze
migotliw¹ koronk¹ filigranowego listowia, a¿urow¹ gêstwin¹ jakiejœ
cieplarni, pe³nej szeptów, lœnieñ, ko³ysañ, jakiejœ fa³szywej i b³ogiej
wiosny. Dooko³a ³ó¿ka, pod wieloramienn¹ lamp¹, wzd³u¿ szaf chwia³y siê
kêpy delikatnych drzew, rozpryskiwa³y w górze w œwietliste korony, w
fontanny koronkowego listowia, bij¹ce a¿ pod malowane niebo sufitu
rozpylonym chlorofilem. W przyspieszonym procesie kwitnienia kie³kowa³y
w tym listowiu ogromne, bia³e i ró¿owe kwiaty, p¹czkowa³y w oczach,
buja³y od œrodka ró¿owym mi¹¿szem i przelewa³y siê przez brzegi, gubi¹c
p³atki i rozpadaj¹c si&

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Koloidy te po kilku dniach formowa³y siê, organizowa³y w pewne
zagêszczenia substancji przypominaj¹cej ni¿sze formy fauny. U istot tak
powsta³ych mo¿na by³o stwierdziæ proces oddychania, przemianê materii,
ale analiza chemiczna nie wykazywa³a w nich nawet œladu po³¹czeñ
bia³kowych ani w ogóle zwi¹zków wêgla. Wszelako prymitywne te formy by³y
niczym w porównaniu z bogactwem kszta³tów i wspania³oœci pseudofauny i
flory, która pojawia siê niekiedy w pewnych œciœle okreœlonych
œrodowiskach. Œrodowiskami tymi s¹ stare mieszkania, przesycone
emanacjami wielu ¿ywotów i zdarzeñ--zu¿yte atmosfery, bogate w
specyficzne ingrediencje marzeñ ludzkich--rumowiska, obfituj¹ce w humus
wspomnieñ, têsknot, ja³owej nudy. Na takiej glebie owa pseudowegetacja
kie³kowa³a szybko i powierzchownie, paso¿ytowa³a obficie i efemerycznie,
pêdzi³a krótkotrwa³e generacje, które rozkwita³y raptownie i œwietnie,
a¿eby wnet zgasn¹æ i zwiêdn¹æ. Tapety musz¹ byæ w takich mieszkaniach
ju¿ bardzo zu¿yte i znudzone nieustann¹ wêdrówk¹ po wszystkich
kadencjach rytmów; nic dziwnego, ¿e schodz¹ na manowce dalekich,
ryzykownych rojeñ. Rdzeñ mebli, ich substancja musi ju¿ byæ rozluŸniona,
zdegenerowana i podleg³a wystêpnym pokusom: wtedy na tej chorej,
zmêczonej i zdzicza³ej glebie wykwita, jak piêkna wysypka, nalot
fantastyczny, kolorowa, bujaj¹ca pleœñ.--Wiedz¹ panie--mówi³ ojciec
mój--¿e w starych mieszkaniach bywaj¹ pokoje, o których siê zapomina.
Nie odwiedzane miesi¹cami, wiêdn¹ w opuszczeniu miêdzy starymi murami i
zdarza siê, ¿e zasklepiaj¹ siê w sobie, zarastaj¹ ceg³¹ i, raz na zawsze
stracone dla naszej pamiêci, powoli trac¹ te¿ sw¹ egzystencjê. Drzwi,
prowadz¹ce do nich z jakiegoœ podestu tylnych schodów, mog¹ byæ tak
dhigo przeoczane przez domowników, a¿ wrastaj¹, wchodz¹ w œcianê, która
zaciera ich œlad w fantastycznym rysunku pêkniêæ i rys.--Wszed³em raz--
mówi³ ojciec mój--wczesnym rankiem na schy³ku zimy, po wielu miesi¹cach
nieobecnoœci, do takiego na wpó³ zapomnianego traktu i zdumiony by³em
wygl¹dem tych pokojów. Z wszystkich szpar w pod³odze, z wszystkich
gzymsów i framug wystrzela³y cienkie pêdy i nape³nia³y szare powietrze
migotliw¹ koronk¹ filigranowego listowia, a¿urow¹ gêstwin¹ jakiejœ
cieplarni, pe³nej szeptów, lœnieñ, ko³ysañ, jakiejœ fa³szywej i b³ogiej
wiosny. Dooko³a ³ó¿ka, pod wieloramienn¹ lamp¹, wzd³u¿ szaf chwia³y siê
kêpy delikatnych drzew, rozpryskiwa³y w górze w œwietliste korony, w
fontanny koronkowego listowia, bij¹ce a¿ pod malowane niebo sufitu
rozpylonym chlorofilem. W przyspieszonym procesie kwitnienia kie³kowa³y
w tym listowiu ogromne, bia³e i ró¿owe kwiaty, p¹czkowa³y w oczach,
buja³y od œrodka ró¿owym mi¹¿szem i przelewa³y siê przez brzegi, gubi¹c
p³atki i rozpadaj¹c siê w prêdkim przekwitaniu.--By³em szczêœliwy--
mówi³ mój ojciec--z tego niespodzianego rozkwitu, który nape³ni³
powietrze migotliwym szelestem, ³agodnym szumem, przesypuj¹cym siê jak
kolorowe confetti przez cienkie rózgi ga³¹zek. Widzia³em, jak z drgania
powietrza, z fermentacji zbyt bogatej aury wydziela siê i materializuje
to pospieszne kwitnienie, przelewanie siê i rozpadanie fantastycznych
oleandrów, które nape³ni³y pokój rzadk¹, leniw¹ œnie¿yc¹ wielkich,
ró¿owych kiœci kwietnych.--Nim zapad³ wieczór--koñczy³ ojciec--nie
by³o ju¿ œladu tego œwietnego rozkwitu. Ca³a z³udna ta fatamorgana by³a
tylko mistyfikacj¹, wypadkiem dziwnej symulacji materii, która podszywa
siê pod pozór ¿ycia. Ojciec mój by³ dnia tego dziwnie o¿ywiony,
spojrzenia jego, chytre, ironiczne spojrzenia, tryska³y werw¹ i humorem.
Potem, nagle powa¿niej¹c, znów rozpatrywa³ nieskoñczon¹ skalê form i
odcieni, jakie przybiera³a wielokszta³tna materia. Fascynowa³y go formy
graniczne, w¹tpliwe i problematyczne, jak ektoplazma somnambulików,
pseudomateria, emanacja kataleptyczna mózgu, która w pewnych wypadkach
rozrasta³a siê z ust uœpionego na ca³y stó³, nape³nia³a ca³y pokój, jako
bujaj¹ca, rzadka tkanka, astralne ciasto, na pograniczu cia³a i ducha.--
Kto wie--mówi³--ile jest cierpi¹cych, okaleczonych, fragmentarycznych
postaci ¿ycia, jak sztucznie sklecone, gwoŸdziami na gwa³t zbite ¿ycie
szaf i sto³ów, ukrzy¿owanego drzewa, cichych mêczenników okrutnej
pomys³owoœci ludzkiej. Straszliwe transplantacje obcych i nienawidz¹cych
siê ras drzewa, skucie ich w jedn¹ nieszczêœliw¹ osobowoœæ. Ile starej,
m¹drej mêki jest w bejcowanych s³ojach, ¿y³ach i fladrach naszych
starych, zaufanych szaf. Kto rozpozna w nich stare, zheblowane,
wypolerowane do niepoznaki rysy, uœmiechy, spojrzenia! Twarz mego ojca,
gdy to mówi³, rozesz³a siê zamyœlon¹ lineatur¹ zmarszczek, sta³a siê
podobna do sêków i s³ojów starej deski, z której zheblowano wszystkie
wspomnienia. Przez chwilê myœleliœmy, ¿e ojciec popadnie w stan
drêtwoty, który nawiedza³ go czasem, ale ockn¹³ siê nagle, opamiêta³ i
tak ci¹gn¹³ dalej:--Dawne, mistyczne plemiona balsamowa³y swych
umar³ych. W œciany ich mieszkañ by³y wprawione, wmurowane cia³a, twarze:
w salonie sta³ ojciec--wypchany, wygarbowana ¿ona-nieboszczka by³a
dywanem pod sto³em. Zna³em pewnego kapitana, który mia³ w swej kajucie
lampê-meluzynê, zrobion¹ przez malajskich balsamistów z jego
zamordowanej kochanki. Na g³owie mia³a ogromne rogi jelenie. W ciszy
kajuty g³owa ta, rozpiêta miêdzy ga³êziami rogów u stropu, powoli
otwiera³a rzêsy oczu; na rozchylonych ustach lœni³a b³onka œliny,
pêkaj¹ca od cichego szeptu. G³owonogi, ¿ó³wie i ogromne kraby,
zawieszone na belkach sufitu jako kandelabry i paj¹ki, przebiera³y w tej
ciszy bez koñca nogami, sz³y i sz³y na miejscu... Twarz mojego ojca
przybra³a naraz wyraz troski i smutku, gdy myœli jego na drogach nie
wiedzieæ jakich asocjacji przesz³y do nowych przyk³adów:--Czy mam
przemilczeæ--mówi³ przyciszonym g³osem--¿e brat mój na skutek d³ugiej
i nieuleczalnej choroby zamieni³ siê stopniowo w zwój kiszek gumowych,
¿e biedna moja kuzynka dniem i noc¹ nosi³a go w poduszkach, nuc¹c
nieszczêœliwemu stworzeniu nieskoñczone ko³ysanki nocy zimowych? Czy
mo¿e byæ coœ smutniejszego ni¿ cz³owiek zamieniony w kiszkê hegarow¹? Co
za rozczarowanie

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Co
za rozczarowanie dla rodziców, co za dezorientacja dla ich uczuæ, co za
rozwianie wszystkich nadziei, wi¹zanych z obiecuj¹cym m³odzieñcem! A
jednak wierna mi³oœæ biednej kuzynki towarzyszy³a mu i w tej przemianie.
- Ach! nie mogê ju¿ d³u¿ej, nie mogê tego s³uchaæ!--jêknê³a Polda
przechylaj¹c siê na krzeœle.--Ucisz go, Adelo... Dziewczêta wsta³y,
Adela podesz³a do ojca i wyci¹gniêtym palcem uczyni³a ruch zaznaczaj¹cy
³askotanie. Ojciec stropi³ siê, zamilk³ i zacz¹³, pe³en przera¿enia,
cofaæ siê ty³em przed kiwaj¹cym siê palcem Adeli. Ta sz³a za nim ci¹gle,
gro¿¹c mu jadowicie palcem, i wypiera³a go krok za krokiem z pokoju.
Paulina ziewnê³a przeci¹gaj¹c siê. Obie z Pold¹, wsparte o siebie
ramionami, spojrza³y sobie w oczy z uœmiechem.

NEMROD Ca³y sierpieñ owego roku przebawi³em siê z ma³ym, kapitalnym
pieskiem, który pewnego dnia znalaz³ siê na pod³odze naszej kuchni,
niedo³ê¿ny i piszcz¹cy, pachn¹cy jeszcze mlekiem i niemowlêctwem, z nie
uformowanym, okr¹g³awym, dr¿¹cym ³ebkiem, z ³apkami jak u kreta
rozkraczonymi na boki i z najdelikatniejsz¹, miêciutk¹ sierœci¹. Od
pierwszego wejrzenia zdoby³a sobie ta kruszynka ¿ycia ca³y zachwyt, ca³y
entuzjazm ch³opiêcej duszy. Z jakiego nieba spad³ tak niespodzianie ten
ulubieniec bogów, milszy sercu od najpiêkniejszych zabawek? ¯e te¿
stare, zgo³a nieinteresuj¹ce pomywaczki wpadaj¹ niekiedy na tak œwietne
pomys³y i przynosz¹ z przedmieœcia--o ca³kiem wczesnej,
transcendentalnej porannej godzinie--takiego oto pieska do naszej
kuchni! Ach! by³o siê jeszcze--niestety--nieobecnym, nieurodzonym z
ciemnego ³ona snu, a ju¿ to szczêœcie ziœci³o siê, ju¿ czeka³o na nas,
niedo³ê¿nie le¿¹ce na ch³odnej pod³odze kuchni, nie docenione przez
Adelê i domowników. Dlaczego nie obudzono mnie wczeœniej! Talerzyk mleka
na pod³odze œwiadczy³ o macierzyñskich impulsach Adeli, œwiadczy³
niestety tak¿e i o chwilach przesz³oœci, dla mnie na zawsze straconej, o
rozkoszach przybranego macierzyñstwa, w których nie bra³em udzia³u. Ale
przede mn¹ le¿a³a jeszcze ca³a przysz³oœæ.
Jaki¿ bezmiar doœwiadczeñ,
eksperymentów, odkryæ otwiera³ siê teraz! Sekret ¿ycia, jego
najistotniejsza tajemnica sprowadzona do tej prostszej, porêczniejszej i
zabawkowej formy ods³ania³a siê tu nienasyconej ciekawoœci. By³o to
nadwyraz interesuj¹ce, mieæ na w³asnoœæ tak¹ odrobinkê ¿ycia, tak¹
cz¹steczkê wieczystej tajemnicy, w postaci tak zabawnej i nowej,
budz¹cej nieskoñczon¹ ciekawoœæ i respekt sekretny sw¹ obcoœci¹,
niespodzian¹ transpozycj¹ tego samego w¹tku ¿ycia, który i w nas by³, na
formê od naszej odmienn¹, zwierzêc¹. Zwierzêta! cel nienasyconej
ciekawoœci, egzemplifikacje zagadki ¿ycia, jakby stworzone po to, by
cz³owiekowi pokazaæ cz³owieka, rozk³adaj¹c jego bogactwo i komplikacjê
na tysi¹c kalejdoskopowych mo¿liwoœci, ka¿d¹ doprowadzon¹ do jakiegoœ
paradoksalnego krañca, do jakiejœ wybuja³oœci pe³nej charakteru.
Nieobci¹¿one splotem egzotycznych interesów, m¹c¹cych stosunki
miêdzyludzkie, otwiera³o siê serce pe³ne sympatii dla obcych emanacji
wiecznego ¿ycia, pe³ne mi³osnej wspó³pracuj¹cej ciekawoœci, która by³a
zamaskowanym g³osem samopoznania. Piesek by³ aksamitny, ciep³y i
pulsuj¹cy ma³ym, pospiesznym sercem. Mia³ dwa miêkkie p³atki uszu,
niebieskawe, mêtne oczka, ró¿owy pyszczek, do którego mo¿na by³o w³o¿yæ
palec bez ¿adnego niebezpieczeñstwa, ³apki delikatne i niewinne, z
wzruszaj¹c¹, ró¿ow¹ brodaweczk¹ z ty³u, nad stopami przednich nóg.
W³azi³ nimi do miski z mlekiem, ¿ar³oczny i niecierpliwy, ch³epc¹cy
napój ró¿owym jêzyczkiem, a¿eby po nasyceniu siê podnieœæ ¿a³oœnie ma³¹
mordkê z kropl¹ mleka na brodzie i wycofaæ siê niedo³ê¿nie z k¹pieli
mlecznej. Chód jego by³ niezgrabnym toczeniem siê, bokiem na ukos w
niezdecydowanym kierunku, po linii trochê pijanej i chwiejnej. Dominant¹
jego nastroju by³a jakaœ nieokreœlona i zasadnicza ¿a³oœæ, sieroctwo i
bezradnoœæ--niezdolnoœæ do zape³nienia czymœ pustki ¿ycia pomiêdzy
sensacjami posi³ków. Objawia³o siê to bezplanowoœci¹ i niekonsekwencj¹
ruchów, irracjonalnymi napadami nostalgii z ¿a³osnym skomleniem i
niemo¿noœci¹ znalezienia sobie miejsca. Nawet jeszcze w g³êbi snu, w
którym potrzebê oparcia siê i przytulenia zaspokajaæ musia³ u¿ywaj¹c do
tego w³asnej swej osoby, zwiniêtej w k³êbek dr¿¹cy--towarzyszy³o mu
poczucie osamotnienia i bezdomnoœci. Ach, ¿ycie--m³ode i w¹t³e ¿ycie,
wypuszczone z zaufanej ciemnoœci, z przytulnego ciep³a ³ona
macierzystego w wielki i obcy, œwietlany œwiat, jak¿e kurczy siê ono i
cofa, jak wzdraga siê zaakceptowaæ tê imprezê, któr¹ mu proponuj¹--
pe³ne awersji i zniechêcenia! Lecz zwolna ma³y Nemrod (otrzyma³ by³ to
dumne i wojownicze imiê zaczyna smakowaæ w ¿yciu. Wy³¹czne opanowanie
obrazem macierzystej prajedni ustêpuje urokowi wieloœci. Œwiat zaczyna
nañ nastawiaæ pu³apki: nieznany a czaruj¹cy smak ró¿nych pokarmów,
czworobok porannego s³oñca na pod³odze, na którym tak dobrze jest
po³o¿yæ siê, ruchy w³asnych cz³onków, w³asne ³apki, ogonek, figlarnie
wyzywaj¹cy do zabawy z samym sob¹, pieszczoty rêki ludzkiej, pod którymi
zwolna dojrzewa pewna swawolnoœæ, weso³oœæ rozpieraj¹ca cia³o i rodz¹ca
potrzebê zgo³a nowych, gwa³townych i ryzykownych ruchów--wszystko to
przekupuje, przekonywa i zachêca do przyjêcia, do pogodzenia siê z
eksperymentem ¿ycia. I jeszcze jedno. Nemrod zaczyna rozumieæ, ¿e to, co
mu siê tu podsuwa, mimo pozorów nowoœci jest w gruncie rzeczy czymœ, co
ju¿ by³o--by³o wiele razy--nieskoñczenie wiele razy. Jego cia³o
poznaje sytuacje, wra¿enia i przedmioty. W gruncie rzeczy to wszystko
nie dziwi go zbytnio. W obliczu ka¿dej nowej sytuacji daje nura w swoj¹
pamiêæ, w g³êbok¹ pamiêæ cia³a, i szuka omackiem, gor¹czkowo--i bywa,
¿e znajduje w sobie odpowiedni¹ reakcjê ju¿ gotow¹: m&sup

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ULICA KROKODYLI Mój ojciec przechowywa³ w dolnej szufladzie swego
g³êbokiego biurka star¹ i piêkn¹ mapê naszego miasta. By³ to ca³y
wolumen in folio pergaminowych kart, które pierwotnie spojone skrawkami
p³ótna, tworzy³y ogromn¹ mapê œcienn¹ w kszta³cie panoramy z ptasiej
perspektywy. Zawieszona na œcianie, zajmowa³a niemal przestrzeñ ca³ego
pokoju i otwiera³a daleki widok na ca³¹ dolinê Tyœmienicy, wij¹cej siê
falisto bladoz³ot¹ wstêg¹, na ca³e pojezierze szeroko rozlanych moczarów
i stawów, na pofa³dowane przedgórza, ci¹gn¹ce siê ku po³udniowi, naprzód
z rzadka, potem coraz t³umniejszymi pasmami, szachownic¹ okr¹g³awych
wzgórzy, coraz mniejszych i coraz bledszych, w miarê jak odchodzi³y ku
z³otawej i dymnej mgle horyzontu. Z tej zwiêd³ej dali peryferii
wynurza³o siê miasto i ros³o ku przodowi, naprzód jeszcze w nie
zró¿nicowanych kompleksach, w zwartych blokach i masach domów,
poprzecinanych g³êbokimi parowami ulic, by bli¿ej jeszcze wyodrêbniæ siê
w pojedyncze kamienice, sztychowane z ostr¹ wyrazistoœci¹ widoków
ogl¹danych przez lunetê. Na tych bli¿szych planach wydoby³ sztycharz
ca³y zawik³any i wieloraki zgie³k ulic i zau³ków, ostr¹ wyrazistoœæ
gzymsów, architrawów, archiwolt i pilastrów, œwiec¹cych w póŸnym i
ciemnym z³ocie pochmurnego popo³udnia, które pogr¹¿a wszystkie za³omy i
framugi w g³êbokiej sepii cienia. Bry³y i pryzmy tego cienia wcina³y
siê, jak plastry ciemnego miodu, w w¹wozy ulic, zatapia³y w swej
ciep³ej, soczystej masie tu ca³¹ po³owê ulicy, tam wy³om miêdzy domami,
dramatyzowa³y i orkiestrowa³y ponur¹ romantyk¹ cieni tê wielorak¹
polifoniê architektoniczn¹. Na tym planie, wykonanym w stylu barokowych
prospektów, okolica Ulicy Krokodylej œwieci³a pust¹ biel¹, jak¹ na
kartach geograficznych zwyk³o siê oznaczaæ okolice podbiegunowe, krainy
niezbadane i niepewnej egzystencji. Tylko linie kilku ulic wrysowane tam
by³y czarnymi kreskami i opatrzone nazwami w prostym, nieozdobnym
piœmie, w odró¿nieniu od szlachetnej antykwy innych napisów. Widocznie
kartograf wzbrania³ siê uznaæ przynale¿noœæ tej dzielnicy do zespo³u
miasta i zastrze¿enie swe wyrazi³ w tym odrêbnym i postponuj¹cym
wykonaniu. Aby zrozumieæ tê rezerwê, musimy ju¿ teraz zwróciæ uwagê na
dwuznaczny i w¹tpliwy charakter tej dzielnicy, tak bardzo odbiegaj¹cy od
zasadniczego tonu ca³ego miasta. By³ to dystrykt przemys³owo-handlowy z
podkreœlonym jaskrawo charakterem trzeŸwej u¿ytkowoœci. Duch czasu,
mechanizm ekonomiki, nie oszczêdzi³ i naszego miasta i zapuœci³ korzenie
na skrawku jego peryferii, gdzie rozwin¹³ siê w paso¿ytnicz¹ dzielnicê.
Kiedy w starym mieœcie panowa³ wci¹¿ jeszcze nocny, pok¹tny handel,
pe³en solennej ceremonialnoœci, w tej nowej dzielnicy rozwinê³y siê od
razu nowoczesne, trzeŸwe formy komercjalizmu. Pseudoamerykanizm,
zaszczepiony na starym, zmursza³ym gruncie miasta, wystrzeli³ tu bujn¹,
lecz pust¹ i bezbarwn¹ wegetacj¹ tandetnej, lichej pretensjonalnoœci.
Widzia³o siê tam tanie, marnie budowane kamienice o karykaturalnych
fasadach, oblepione monstrualnymi sztukateriami z popêkanego gipsu.
Stare, krzywe domki podmiejskie otrzyma³y szybko sklecone portale, które
dopiero bli¿sze przyjrzenie demaskowa³o jako nêdzne imitacje
wielkomiejskich urz¹dzeñ. Wadliwe, mêtne i brudne szyby, ³ami¹ce w
falistych refleksach ciemne odbicie ulicy, nie heblowane drzewo portali,
szara atmosfera ja³owych tych wnêtrzy, osiadaj¹cych pajêczyn¹ i k³akami
kurzu na wysokich pó³kach i wzd³u¿ odartych i krusz¹cych siê œcian,
wyciska³y tu, na sklepach, piêtno dzikiego Klondike'u. Tak ci¹gnê³y siê
jeden za drugim, magazyny krawców, konfekcje, sk³ady porcelany,
drogerie, zak³ady fryzjerskie. Szare ich, wielkie szyby wystawowe nosi³y
ukoœnie lub w pó³kolu biegn¹ce napisy ze z³oconych plastycznych liter:
CONFISERIE, MANUCURE, KING OF ENGLAND. Rdzenni mieszkañcy miasta
trzymali siê z dala od tej okolicy, zamieszkiwanej przez szumowiny,
przez gmin, przez kreatury bez charakteru, bez gêstoœci, przez istn¹
lichotê moraln¹, tê tandetn¹ odmianê cz³owieka, która rodzi siê w takich
efemerycznych œrodowiskach. Ale w dniach upadku, w godzinach niskiej
pokusy zdarza³o siê, ¿e ten lub ów z mieszkañców miasta zab³¹kiwa³ siê
na wpó³ przypadkiem w tê w¹tpliw¹ dzielnicê. Najlepsi nie byli czasem
wolni od pokusy dobrowolnej degradacji, zniwelowania granic i
hierarchii, p³awienia siê w tym p³ytkim b³ocie wspólnoty, ³atwej
intymnoœci, brudnego zmieszania. Dzielnica ta by³a eldoradem takich
dezerterów moralnych, takich zbiegów spod sztandaru godnoœci w³asnej.
Wszystko zdawa³o siê tam podejrzane i dwuznaczne, wszystko zaprasza³o
sekretnym mrugniêciem, cynicznie artyku³owanym gestem, wyraŸnie
przymru¿onym perskim okiem--do nieczystych nadziei, wszystko wyzwala³o
z pêt nisk¹ naturê. Ma³o kto, nie uprzedzony, spostrzega³ dziwn¹
osobliwoϾ tej dzielnicy: brak barw, jak gdyby w tym tandetnym, w
poœpiechu wyros³ym mieœcie nie mo¿na by³o sobie pozwoliæ na luksus
kolorów. Wszystko tam by³o szare jak na jednobarwnych fotografiach, jak
w ilustrowanych prospektach. Podobieñstwo to wychodzi³o poza zwyk³¹
metaforê, gdy¿ chwilami, wêdruj¹c po tej czêœci miasta, mia³o siê w
istocie wra¿enie, ¿e wertuje siê w jakimœ prospekcie, w nudnych
rubrykach komercjalnych og³oszeñ, wœród których zagnieŸdzi³y siê
paso¿ytniczo podejrzane anonse, dra¿liwe notatki, w¹tpliwe ilustracje; i
wêdrówki te by³y równie ja³owe i bez rezultatu jak ekscytacje fantazji,
pêdzonej przez szpalty i kolumny pornograficznych druków. Wchodzi³o siê
do jakiegoœ krawca, ¿eby zamówiæ ubranie--ubranie o taniej elegancji,
tak charakterystycznej dla tej dzielnicy. Lokal by³ wielki i pusty,
bardzo wysoki i bezbarwny. Ogromne wielopiêtrowe pó³ki wznosz¹ siê jedne
nad drugimi w nie okreœlon¹ wysokoœæ tej hali. Kondygnacje pustych pó³ek
wyprowadzaj¹ wzrok w górê a¿ pod sufit, który mo¿e byæ niebem--lichym,
bezbarwnym, odrapanym niebem tej dzielnicy. Natomiast dalsze magazyny,
które widaæ przez otwarte drzwi, pe³ne s¹ a¿ pod sufit pude³ i kartonów,
piêtrz¹cych siê ogromn¹ kartotek¹, która rozpada siê w górze, pod
zagmatwanym niebem strychu w kubaturê pustki, w ja³owy budulec nicoœci.
Przez wielkie szare okna, kratkowane wielokrotnie jak arkusze papi

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WICHURA Tej d³ugiej i pustej zimy obrodzi³a ciemnoœæ w naszym mieœcie
ogromnym, stokrotnym urodzajem. Zbyt d³ugo snadŸ nie sprz¹tano na
strychach i w rupieciarniach, st³aczano garnki na garnkach i flaszki na
flaszkach, pozwalano narastaæ bez koñca pustym bateriom butelek. Tam, w
tych spalonych, wielkobelkowych lasach strychów i dachów ciemnoœæ
zaczê³a siê wyradzaæ i dziko fermentowaæ. Tam zaczê³y siê te czarne
sejmy garnków, te wiecowania gadatliwe i puste, te be³kotliwe
flaszkowania, bulgoty butli i baniek. A¿ pewnej nocy wezbra³y pod
gontowymi przestworami falangi garnków i flaszek i pop³ynê³y wielkim
st³oczonym ludem na miasto. Strychy, wystrychniête ze strychów,
rozprzestrzenia³y siê jedne z drugich i wystrzela³y czarnymi szpalerami,
a przez przestronne ich echa przebiega³y kawalkady tramów i belek,
lansady drewnianych koz³ów, klêkaj¹cych na jod³owe kolana, a¿eby
wypad³szy na wolnoœæ, nape³niæ przestwory nocy galopem krokwi i
zgie³kiem p³atwi i bantów. Wtedy to wyla³y siê te czarne rzeki, wêdrówki
beczek i konwi, i p³ynê³y przez noce. Czarne ich, po³yskliwe, gwarne
zbiegowiska oblega³y miasto. Nocami mrowi³ siê ten ciemny zgie³k naczyñ
i napiera³ jak armie rozgadanych ryb, niepowstrzymany najazd pyskuj¹cych
skopców i bredz¹cych cebrów. Dudni¹c dnami, piêtrzy³y siê wiadra, beczki
i konwie, dynda³y siê gliniane st¹gwie zdunów, stare kapeluchy i
cylindry dandysów gramoli³y siê jedna na drugie, rosn¹c w niebo
kolumnami, które siê rozpada³y. I wszystkie ko³ata³y niezgrabnie ko³kami
drewnianych jêzyków, me³³y nieudolnie w drewnianych gêbach be³kot kl¹tw
i obelg, bluŸni¹c b³otem na ca³ej przestrzeni nocy. A¿ dobluŸni³y siê,
doklê³y swego. Przywo³ane rechotem naczyñ, rozplotkowanym od brzegu do
brzegu, nadesz³y wreszcie karawany, nadci¹gnê³y potê¿ne tabory wichru i
stanê³y nad noc¹. Ogromne obozowisko, czarny ruchomy amfiteatr zstêpowaæ
zacz¹³ w potê¿nych krêgach ku miastu. I wybuch³a ciemnoœæ ogromn¹
wzburzon¹ wichur¹ i szala³a przez trzy dni i trzy noce...--Nie
pójdziesz dziœ do szko³y--rzek³a rano matka--jest straszna wichura na
dworze.--W pokoju unosi³ siê delikatny welon dymu, pachn¹cy ¿ywic¹. Piec
wy³ i gwizda³, jak gdyby uwi¹zana w nim by³a ca³a sfora psów czy
demonów. Wielki bohomaz, wymalowany na jego pêkatym brzuchu, wykrzywia³
siê kolorowym grymasem i fantastycznia³ wzdêtymi policzkami. Pobieg³em
boso do okna. Niebo wydmuchane by³o wzd³u¿ i wszerz wiatrami.
Srebrzystobia³e i przestronne, porysowane by³o w linie si³, natê¿one do
pêkniêcia, w srogie bruzdy, jakby zastyg³e ¿y³y cyny i o³owiu.
Podzielone na pola energetyczne i dr¿¹ce od napiêæ, pe³ne by³o utajonej
dynamiki. Rysowa³y siê w nim diagramy wichury, która sama niewidoczna i
nieuchwytna, ³adowa³a krajobraz potêg¹. Nie widzia³o siê jej. Poznawa³o
siê j¹ po domach, po dachach, w które wje¿d¿a³a jej furia. Jeden po
drugim strychy zdawa³y siê rosn¹æ i wybuchaæ szaleñstwem, gdy wstêpowa³a
w nie jej si³a. Oga³aca³a place, zostawia³a za sob¹ na ulicach bia³¹
pustkê, zamiata³a ca³e po³acie rynku do czysta. Ledwie tu i ówdzie gi¹³
siê pod ni¹ i trzepota³, uczepiony wêg³a domu, samotny cz³owiek. Ca³y
plac rynkowy zdawa³ siê wybrzuszaæ i lœniæ pust¹ ³ysin¹ pod jej
potê¿nymi przelotami. Na niebie wydmucha³ wiatr zimne i martwe kolory,
grynszpanowe, ¿ó³te i liliowe smugi, dalekie sklepienia i arkady swego
labiryntu. Dachy sta³y pod tymi niebami czarne i krzywe, pe³ne
niecierpliwoœci i oczekiwania. Te, w które wst¹pi³ wicher, wstawa³y w
natchnieniu, przerasta³y s¹siednie domy i prorokowa³y pod rozwichrzonym
niebem. Potem opada³y i gas³y nie mog¹c d³u¿ej zatrzymaæ potê¿nego tchu,
który lecia³ dalej i nape³nia³ ca³y przestwór zgie³kiem i przera¿eniem.
I znów inne domy wstawa³y z krzykiem, w paroksyzmie jasnowidzenia, i
zwiastowa³y. Ogromne buki ko³o koœcio³a sta³y z wniesionymi rêkami, jak
œwiadkowie wstrz¹saj¹cych objawieñ, i krzycza³y, krzycza³y. Dalej, za
dachami rynku, widzia³em dalekie mury ogniowe, nagie œciany szczytowe
przedmieœcia. Wspina³y siê jeden nad drugi i ros³y, zesztywnia³e z
przera¿enia i os³upia³e. Daleki, zimny, czerwony odblask zabarwia³ je
póŸnymi kolorami. Nie jedliœmy tego dnia obiadu, bo ogieñ w kuchni
wraca³ k³êbami dymu do izby. W pokojach by³o zimno i pachnia³o wiatrem.
Oko³o drugiej po po³udniu wybuch³ na przedmieœciu po¿ar i rozszerza³ siê
gwa³townie. Matka z Adel¹ zaczê³y pakowaæ poœciel, futra i kosztownoœci.
Nadesz³a noc. Wicher wzmóg³ siê na sile i gwa³townoœci, rozrós³ siê
niepomiernie i obj¹³ ca³y przestwór. Ju¿ teraz nie nawiedza³ domów i
dachów, ale wybudowa³ nad miastem wielopiêtrowy, wielokrotny przestwór,
czarny labirynt, rosn¹cy w nieskoñczonych kondygnacjach. Z tego
labiryntu wystrzela³ ca³ymi galeriami pokojów, wyprowadza³ piorunem
skrzyd³a i trakty, toczy³ z hukiem d³ugie amfilady, a potem dawa³ siê
zapadaæ tym wyimaginowanym piêtrom, sklepieniom i kazamatom i wzbija³
siê jeszcze wy¿ej, kszta³tuj¹c sam bezforemny bezmiar swym natchnieniem.
Pokój dr¿a³ z lekka, obrazy na œcianach brzêcza³y. Szyby lœni³y siê
t³ustym odblaskiem lampy. Firanki na oknie wisia³y wzdête i pe³ne
tchnienia tej burzliwej nocy. Przypomnieliœmy sobie, ¿e ojca od rana nie
widziano. Wczesnym rankiem, domyœlaliœmy siê, musia³ udaæ siê do sklepu,
gdzie go zaskóczy³a wichura, odcinaj¹c mu powrót.--Ca³y dzieñ nic nie
jad³--biada³a matka. Starszy subiekt Teodor podj¹³ siê wyprawiæ w noc i
wichurê, ¿eby zanieœæ mu posi³ek. Brat mój przy³¹czy³ siê do wyprawy.
Okutani w wielkie niedŸwiedzie futra, obci¹¿yli kieszenie ¿elazkami i
moŸdzierzami, balastem, który mia³ zapobiec porwaniu ich przez wichurê.
Ostro¿nie otworzono drzwi prowadz¹ce w noc. Zaledwie subiekt i brat mój
z wzdêtymi p³aszczami wkroczyli jedn¹ nog¹ w ciemnoœæ, noc ich po³knê³a
zaraz na progu domu. Wicher zmy³ momentalnie œlad ich wyjœcia. Nie widaæ
by³o przez okno nawet latarki, któr¹ ze sob¹ zabrali. Poch³on¹wszy ich,
wicher na chwilê przyci

pytania pomocnicze

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hm...nie wiem doktorze,czy nie skapitulowac.prowadzisz eksperyment ale....na
czym?

czytam, wgryzam sie.... ale.....nie umiem odpoiedziec na pytanie
co chcesz przekazac tymi opowiadankami ?
nie rozumiem i juz zaczynam tupac.

prosze po podpowiedzi.., bo bardzo lubie wiedziec

he he ;)))

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moze chodzi o pieniadze?
slawe?
zadowolenie z zycia?
.....
masz jakies popozycje?

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moge miec

nasuwa mi sie tu kilka skojarzen tego typu:

piesek - emocjonalnosc, preludium do...macierzynstwa ( kurcze, a czemu ja to
napisalem ? )
wplyw Adeli na ojca ( dotkniecie palcem )- kontrola, slabosc?
ojciec - paulina -polda -adela (slabosc,wstyd,radosc,akceptacja ?)

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THE DISCOURSE ON PAINTING.

Perspective, as bearing on drawing, is divided into three principal
sections; of which the first treats of the diminution in the size of
bodies at different distances. The second part is that which treats
of the diminution in colour in these objects. The third [deals with]
the diminished distinctness of the forms and outlines displayed by
the objects at various distances.

www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext04/8ldvc10.txt

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d08ranoc

19.

OF THE MISTAKES MADE BY THOSE WHO PRACTISE WITHOUT KNOWLEDGE.

Those who are in love with practice without knowledge are like the
sailor who gets into a ship without rudder or compass and who never
can be certain whether he is going. Practice must always be founded
on sound theory, and to this Perspective is the guide and the
gateway; and without this nothing can be done well in the matter of
drawing.

20.

The painter who draws merely by practice and by eye, without any
reason, is like a mirror which copies every thing placed in front of
it without being conscious of their existence.

The function of the eye (21-23).

21.

INTRODUCTION TO PERSPECTIVE:--THAT IS OF THE FUNCTION OF THE EYE.

Behold here O reader! a thing concerning which we cannot trust our
forefathers, the ancients, who tried to define what the Soul and
Life are--which are beyond proof, whereas those things, which can at
any time be clearly known and proved by experience, remained for
many ages unknown or falsely understood. The eye, whose function we
so certainly know by experience, has, down to my own time, been
defined by an infinite number of authors as one thing; but I find,
by experience, that it is quite another. [Footnote 13: Compare the
note to No. 70.]

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Kod Leonardo da Vinici

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The Abocular Hypothesis, Or “Drawing the Blind”


. . . there is no self-portrait without confession. The author of the self-
portrait does not show himself, . . . does not lead one to knowledge, he admits
a fault and asks for forgiveness. . . . At the moment when the self-portraitist
fends off the temptations of sight and calls for this conversion from the light
to the light, from the outward realm to the realm within, it is a theory of the
blind that unfolds.

--Jacques Derrida, Memoires of the Blind (117)



Derridathemovie profoundly plays with the slippery issues of light, of
enlightenment, of lightness, of cinematic spot-lighting. And it plays with the
occlusion of en-lightenment, the dynamics of seeing and not seeing, saying and
not saying, of the “telling” of and by Derrida. The layers and laminations of
which the film is comprised slip across, under, and around one another in a
textual and semiotic dance of light, at once coy and confrontive, uneasy and
familiar, blinding us with insight and with lack of light. As a film, it is a
remarkable achievement, the first of a new kind of cinematic pensum. Like
deconstruction, Derridathemovie (as I will call it here, since though it is
many things it is not, acknowledges that it is not, and refuses to be, Derrida)
constructs, with great care that is simultaneously disguised as a kind of
improvisation, the interrogation out of which Derrida’s own textual questions
emanate. Derrida’s “own” question, who or what is writing?, transmutes in the
film into the Nietzschean question, who is asking this question and of what
might any adequate response consist? And, by extension, in what medium?



What would be new and enlightening about a deconstructed film? a film on
deconstruction? or on Derrida? How would such a project orchestrate with a
larger notion of textuality or texturality, image and text? How to explore
across the Derridean pensum without the conceit of accounting for it? In a
world of grammatology, how is one to locate a/the voice or, indeed, the eye?



How must an enlightenment au sujet de Derrida be structured? How much? How
spontaneous must it—such a portrait—be to “capture” the “subject” adequately?
Of what would this adequacy consist? Can such a portrait be captured only “on
the run”? Or is the subject “himself” always on the run? Derrida’s work over
the last four decades has so radically changed the nature, not merely the
interpretation, of textuality, and thus of semiosis in general, precisely
around the issue of what might be called “textual spontaneity” (différance, re-
iteration, grammatological debt, etc.) that any such portraiture is ipso facto
subject to a new sort of radical scrutiny. And Derrida is not only responsible
for this, but energetically complicit in its implementation.



Fortunately, so is Derridathemovie. In the film’s “Echo and Narcissus” section,
Amy Kofman’s serene and thoughtful voice-over—and it is a most enigmatic and
unenlightening—disembodied—voice, as though attempting not to disturb the
limpid surface of the [cinematic] pond into which we gaze, gently intones a
passage from what a superimposed text tells us is an “unpublished interview”—
already an enigma of insight—in which Derrida says that “it’s not easy to
improvise; it’s all prescribed. So I believe in improvisation.” Derrida’s
deceptively soothing, inner (woman’s) voice then goes on to say that “to speak
is not to see; in speech one is blind.” I am repeatedly particularly struck by
this segment of the film precisely because of its pointing to what I find to be
the film’s suspended central tension, the dynamic incommensurability of both
seeing and not seeing, saying and not saying, a play of text and image or, said
in another way, of revelation and concealment, all within the context of other
central issues of confession.



“In speech one is blind,” Derrida says. And since both words and images speak
so elusively and so eloquently in the film that this assertion is persistently
radically foregrounded. Within the context of this play of occlusion and
confession, a provocative way to look at the impossible question of seeing and
saying, saying and seeing, raised by the film is through another of Derrida’s
works which is also about seeing and saying: Mémoires d’aveugle, though this is
not one of the nine works directly cited in the film. Memoires too deals with
autoportraiture, as does Derridathemovie. At the heart of Mémoires d’aveugle,
whose subtitle is “The Self-Portrait and Other Ruins,” is an enigmatic
proposition Derrida calls the “abocular hypothesis,” which literally frames
that work, as Derrida thinks it through in depth in both Mémoires’s
introductory and concluding sections. My hypothesis here is that a thinking
through of Derridathemovie in light of this “abocular hypothesis” can enhance
an appreciation of the readily-apparent triumphs of the film.



The ab-ocular hypothesis, then, as applied to Derridathemovie.



What does Derrida mean, in Memoires, by this curious word and phrase, “the
abocular hypothesis,” which seems at once so specific and so inaccessible, so
clear and yet so vague? A quick pre-mémoire or introduction:

abocular = (Latin) ab (out of, from) + oculis (the eye)

Thus, and immediately, the “abocular” is constructed on an in-built
incommensurability, in that “out of or from the eye” can mean either

a) emanating from within the eye, or

b) away or separate, distant or discrete from, the eye, created from within
or received from without by the eye—a perfect (im)balance of the conundrum of
autoportraiture . . .

In either case, Derrida is at play with blindness; indeed he points out at the
beginning of Mémoires that “ab-oculis” is in fact the root, in French, of
aveugle, blind. The work’s title, Mémoires d’aveugle, is itself a blind: not
quite accurately translated into its published form in English as “memoires of
the blind,” but also not quite by the more literal and odder “memoires of
blind” nor by the equally accurate but equally ungrammatical “memoires of blind
man.” The enigmatic blindness of the title itself reflects upon all of those
memoires of the blind not mentioned by Derrida here—is the blind man Narcissus,
with his particular version of reflective blindness? or so many others, from
the blind Homer to Tiresias/Oedipus to Gloucester/Lear to Beckett’s Hamm/Clov
to . . . But in fact Memoires is in fact at least at first glance a book not
only about blindness but no less about drawing, and therefore about portraits
or visual mémoires. In Derrida’s text, which is the accompanying text or
memoire for an exhibition of images or portraits of blindness and the blind,
selected by Derrida and mounted in the Napoléon Hall of the Louvre in 1990-91,
the abocular hypothesis is a provisional interpretation of drawing-as-such, and
of the blind-as-such. In Mémoires, “to draw” begins with its most literal
meaning, to drawing as dessiner, the drawing of images; “dr

emanating from within the eye

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forum.gazeta.pl/forum/72,2.html?f=13&w=16576919&a=16587557
abocular = (Latin) ab (out of, from) + oculis (the eye)

Thus, and immediately, the “abocular” is constructed on an in-built
incommensurability, in that “out of or from the eye” can mean either

a) emanating from within the eye, or

b) away or separate, distant or discrete from, the eye, created from within
or received from without by the eye—a perfect (im)balance of the conundrum of
autoportraiture . . .

In either case, Derrida is at play with blindness; indeed he points out at the
beginning of Mémoires that “ab-oculis” is in fact the root, in French, of
aveugle, blind. The work’s title, Mémoires d’aveugle, is itself a blind: not
quite accurately translated into its published form in English as “memoires of
the blind,” but also not quite by the more literal and odder “memoires of
blind” nor by the equally accurate but equally ungrammatical “memoires of blind
man.” The enigmatic blindness of the title itself reflects upon all of those
memoires of the blind not mentioned by Derrida here—is the blind man Narcissus,
with his particular version of reflective blindness? or so many others, from
the blind Homer to Tiresias/Oedipus to Gloucester/Lear to Beckett’s Hamm/Clov
to . . . But in fact Memoires is in fact at least at first glance a book not
only about blindness but no less about drawing, and therefore about portraits
or visual mémoires. In Derrida’s text, which is the accompanying text or
memoire for an exhibition of images or portraits of blindness and the blind,
selected by Derrida and mounted in the Napoléon Hall of the Louvre in 1990-91,
the abocular hypothesis is a provisional interpretation of drawing-as-such, and
of the blind-as-such.
In Mémoires, “to draw” begins with its most literal meaning, to drawing as
dessiner, the drawing of images; “drawing the blind” is a question of producing
images of the sightless. But of course (this is Derrida!) one would be
neglectful at best in forgetting that other “to draw,” tirer, to draw or pull;
in this sense, “drawing the blind” takes on imolications even more appropriate
to Derridathemovie, revealing itself as a doubly re-doubled slippage of drawing
the blind that is at once, and simultaneously, both an act of privacy, drawing
the blind over someone or something as in covering or concealing oneself and
protecting one’s privacy, and also drawing the blind as dis-covering oneself as
in a revelation or confession, drawing the blind aside.

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Jacques Derrida (July 15, 1930 – October 8, 2004) was an Algerian-born French
philosopher of Jewish descent, considered the first to
develop "deconstruction". As Derrida explains in his "Letter to a Japanese
Friend" the word "deconstruction" is his attempt both to translate and re-
appropriate for his own ends the Heideggerian terms 'Destruktion' and 'Abbau'
via a word from the French language, the varied senses of which seemed
consistent with his requirements. Particularly through his long-time
association with the literary critic Paul de Man, he had a significant effect
on literary theory, (though the reception of deconstruction in literary
criticism is not universally agreed to be consonant with Derrida's work).
Deconstruction is related to vast tracts of the Western philosophical
tradition, as well as its margins: discourses known in France as the "human
sciences" such as linguistics and anthropology which are distinct but abutting
academic disciplines, with philosophical foundations both conceptual and
historical, which continue to use philosophy as their reserve, sharing with it
problems and prospects. His work is often associated with post-structuralism
and postmodernism (though the latter association needn't be fully credited,
insofar Jean-François Lyotard is the closest relation between deconstruction
and postmodernism, proposing philosophical senses of the latter, which Derrida
used primarily in lengthy dialogues which admit no easy conjunction between
their work

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Philosophical Qabala

The Hebrew alphabet can be divided into nine groups of three letter-numbers
each. Each group starts with one of the nine archetypes (numbers 1-9), followed
by extensions of that archetype represented as the number times 10, then 100:



Aleph (1) / Yod (10) / Qof (100)
Bayt (2) / Khaf (20) / Raysh (200)
Ghimel (3) / Lammed (30) / Sheen (300)



Dallet (4) / Mem (40) / Tav (400)
Hay (5) / Noun (50) / final Khaf (500)
Vav (6) / Sammekh (60) / final Mem (600)



Zayn (7) / Ayn (70) / final Noun (700)
Hayt (8) / Phay (80) / final Phay (800)
Tayt (9) / Tsadde (90) / final Tsadde (900)



Philosophical Qabala consists of nine basic archetypes, represented by the
first nine numbers. These archetypes are the building blocks of the Qabalistic
cosmology, or concepts of creation and the Universe. They serve to represent
symbolically much greater philosophies, thus the reading of them can be
difficult. This primer will serve only to scratch the surface of the Infinity
contained within the letter-numbers.

Within each grouping, each letter progresses from one to the next, each letter
building on or further explaining the letter before it. Each letter's place in
its group must be taken into account when rendering philosophical readings.
Also, in this way, does each group progress from one to the next.

Aleph/Yod/Qof describes Infinity as the life-death cycle. Aleph is the abstract
concept of all that is and is not; God exists and does not exist at one and the
same time. Yod is the projection of this concept into continuity; the cycle
itself; a circle in the sacred sense. Qof is the concept of Aleph grounded in
reality: It is the life-death cycle in practice; the seasons; generations.

Bayt/Khaf/Raysh is the concept of containers

MonarchMo

[drf]

www.underthesun.cc/Baum/MonarchMo/

PHASE 00000

[Gość: e7707]

CASCADES OF BEHAVIORAL PHASE TRANSITIONS

bw-www.ie.u-ryukyu.ac.jp/~wada/design02/errorcnt.vhd
www.bengalpeerless.com/avishikta.htm
supe7codeS INTRODUCTION AND STATE OF ART

members.fortunecity.es/rednovohcop/00001c.html
))

[Gość: Tez wplyw Alfreda]

www.opoka.org.pl/biblioteka/I/IK/zwolinski-slowo-04.html
hmm..ciekawe

[Gość: zupaKO9rzy6oska]

A Behavior?
B On the main sequence or cascade of behaviors?Yes or No
C Frequency on the real list of behavors, including rare behaviors?
D Probable main precessor?
E Probable main succesor?
F Fluctuations detected?Yes or No
G Type?
A B C D E F G
00000 Y 0.1604 00001 00001 Y START
00001 Y 0.0755 00000 00000 Y CCWCW
00010 Y 0.1132 0000x 00000 N EDGE1
00100 N 0.0566 00000 00000 Y WANDG
00110 Y 0.0755 00010 01110 N ODOR
01010 N 0.0660 11010 00000 N TRAP1
01110 Y 0.1509 11110 11110 Y IN
10000 N 0.0189 10XX0 0000X N WANDG
10010 Y 0.0660 11010 11110 N OUT
10100 N 0.0094 10110 10000 N WANDG
10110 N 0.0283 11110 10010 N TRAP
11010 Y 0.0945 X1110 10010 N IN
11110 N 0.0849 11010 000X0 Y ODOR

Alfred Korzybski opublikował w 1933 r. pracę Science and Sanity, która
zapoczątkowała semantykę ogólną. Rozwijana przez niego semantyka jest też
opisem, krytyką języka i rodzajem psychoanalizy — propozycją terapii schorzeń
powodowanych przez słowa. Główne wnioski prowadzą do spostrzeżenia, że język
jest narzędziem selekcji rzeczywistości oraz narzędziem jej deformacji.
Człowiek miesza bezpośredni obraz rzeczywistości z własnymi domniemaniami,
dotyczącymi tej rzeczywistości. Posługujący się językiem w celach perswazyjnych
mogą jego cechy wykorzystać, np. nakłaniać do zapomnienia, że nazwy to nie
rzeczy, a żadna charakterystyka nie wyczerpuje tego, co ma opisać258.
....zLODOWOCIALA POLSKA ...

zagrozenia w zbyt doslownym pojmowaniu

[Gość: hmmm....]

"Na zagrożenia związane ze zbyt dosłownym pojmowaniem symboli językowych
zwracał również uwagę Alfred Korzybski, postulując konieczność stworzenia
semantyki niearystotelesowskiej. O tym, jak niebezpieczne mogą być czysto
werbalne rozważania, zwane przez Hegla metodą dialektyczną, przekonuje nas
historia. Właśnie idee tego filozofa zostały wykorzystane przez totalitarne
systemy: komunistyczny i faszystowski"

W sumie odnosi sie to nie tylko do historii komunizmu i faszyzmu.
Spojrz obecnie na sekty.Jak one pojmuja Stary czy Nowy Testament ?

czytac miedzy wierszami ?

[Gość: a jednak :]

jednak mam racje co do sekt
"Odpowiednie dac rzeczy slowo" ( ale tez odpowiednio je pojac ( starac sie
pojac zgodnie z intencja autora )
Jesli oprzec sie na Science and Sanity niewlasciwe odczytanie danego slowa
moze wywolac zaburzenia emocjonalne. Rozumowanie nawet oparte na prawidlowym
pojeciu znaczen wyrazow w wielu przypadkach moze okazac sie bledne. A z kolei
bledne rozumowanie...moze stac sie przyczyna owych zaburzen.
No coz internet sprzyja nieodpowiedniemu czytaniu pojmowaniu slow. Tzn.czesto
sa one odczytywane niezgodnie z intencja wypowiadajacego je.
Hmmm...zatem czytac doslownie czy szperac miedzy wierszami ? W przypadku
internetu o tyle to trudne, ze zmysly dostaja tylko slowa a nie przekaz
pozawerbalny,ktory daje kilkadziesiat procent wyobrazenia o tym, co mowi dana
osoba i o niej samej

czy7ac miedzy li7erami ?

[drf]

...szukajac emo7ywnego in7encjonalnego kodu ?
subLUbliminalne...sygnaly?
...moze...
wyo8RRazam wiec isnieje..
.....

faculty.washington.edu/smcohen/320/cave.htm

[Gość: PROJEKCJA]

jasne ze mozna
pytanie po co ?
dla odkrycia chyba wlasnych projekcji....
potrzeb,pragnien itd
doktorze... czesciej mieszy wierszami odczytasz wlasne projekcje ( warto
przeczytac dokladna definicje, bo to arcyciekawy temat) niz rzeczywiste
intencje osoby piszacej
czytac i interpretowac moze postronny obserwator.a nie osoba zaangazowana w
jedna czy druga strone

[Gość: projekcja cd]

Twoje wyobrazam wiec istnieje - oddaje istote projekcji w tym przypadku

Gwiazda .... wielu....dni....

[Gość: Voila]

projekcja


1. W psychoanalizie: jeden z mechanizmów obronnych Ego, polegający na
przypisywaniu innym ludziom własnych negatywnych uczuć, cech lub motywów
postępowania, które zostały wyparte do podświadomości, ponieważ budziły lęk
bądź też z innych względów nie mogły być przez jednostkę zaakceptowane; wg
założeń psychoanalizy treści wyparte ze świadomości funkcjonują dalej w
podświadomych warstwach osobowości; w przypadku projekcji ujawniają się one w
postaci nadmiernego uwrażliwienia na dostrzeganie nie akceptowanych u siebie
cech w zachowaniu innych osób, prowadząc do nieadekwatnej interpretacji tych
zachowań.
2. W innych teoriach psychodynamicznych: proces nieświadomego przypisywania
własnych przekonań, wartości lub innych procesów subiektywnych innym. Użycie
to, typowe dla podejścia Melanie Klein, ma inną konotację. Proces jest tutaj
postrzegany jako normalny aspekt rozwoju psychologicznego i nie musi
odzwierciedlać skłonności nerwicowych.
3. Postrzeganie zdarzeń i bodźców z otoczenia (zwłaszcza tych
niejednoznacznych) pod kątem własnych oczekiwań, potrzeb, dążeń itd. Znaczenie
to jest całkowicie neutralne w odniesieniu do patologicznego aspektu projekcji.
(...)
4. Przypisywanie innym własnych błędów i wad. Takie znaczenie terminu na ogół
przyjmuje się w mowie potocznej. Nie jest ono prawidłowe pod względem
specjalistycznym, ponieważ zostaje zawężone do błędów i wad będących tylko
jednym z elementów znaczenia specjalistycznego.

Reber A. (2000). Słownik psychologii (s. 553). Warszawa: Wydawnictwo Naukowe
SCHOLAR.
Szewczuk W. (1985). Słownik psychologiczny (s. 228). Warszawa: Wiedza
Powszechna.

hi hi hi - polecana wszystkim tutejszym pacjentom lektura.......

HYDROLOGIKA

[Gość: HydraUlicznik]

www.hydro.tuwien.ac.at/
svmmvmbonvm.org/jehosu/
macarlo.net/novaera/author.htm
macarlo.net/novaera/howiam.htm
safranek-hydraulika.wz.cz/
Hydraulik
ist die Lehre der Flüssigkeitsströmungen durch Rohre, Gerinne und Kanälen
(angewandte Hydromechanik).

)angewandte Hymeandromechanik ATOYOTA

[zupagrzybowa]

www.adrianbruce.com/Symmetry/religion/religon.html
www.adrianbruce.com/Symmetry/rugs/flrrug.html
mathworld.wolfram.com/Hypersphere.html

www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/maths/shape/symmetryrev3.shtml
Two figures are congruent if there is an isometry taking one to the other.
A translation is a shift and is specified by a direction and distance.
A rotation is, well, a rotation and is specified by its center and an angle.
A reflection is specified by a line of reflection, a.k.a a mirror.
The product, or composition, of two isometries is the result of applying one
and then the other in order.
One more isometry will be important, a glide reflection, a special product of a
reflection and a translation along the line of reflection. This produces
a "footprint" pattern.

))))

comp.uark.edu/~strauss/symmetry.unit/

comp.uark.edu/~strauss/symmetry.unit/sym.1.2.html

comp.uark.edu/~strauss/symmetry.unit/sym.1.3.5.html
comp.uark.edu/~strauss/k/mobius.html

mathforum.org/geometry/rugs/carpets/patterns.html

...........................................................

rotation, translation, reflection, glide reflection

Symmetries preserve distances, angles, sizes, and shapes.


For example, rotation by 90 degrees about a fixed point is an example of a
plane symmetry.

Another basic type of symmetry is a reflection. The reflection of a figure in
the plane about a line moves its reflected image to where it would appear if
you viewed it using a mirror placed on the line. Another way to make a
reflection is to fold a piece of paper and trace the figure onto the other side
of the fold.

A third type of symmetry is translation. Translating an object means moving it
without rotating or reflecting it. You can describe a translation by stating
how far it moves an object, and in what direction.

The fourth (and last) type of symmetry is a glide reflection. A glide
reflection combines a reflection with a translation along the direction of the
mirror line.

The Four Types of Symmetry in the Plane

"KTO PRZYSZEDL NA SWIAT,TEN ODEJSC ZEN MUSI...

[Gość: 6X5piR]

Król Lear według Cieplaka jest majętnym, porywczym ojcem, który z niewiadomych
pobudek wydziedzicza jedną z córek. To przywódca nie znoszący sprzeciwu, gracz
i manipulator, któremu dopiero obłęd przywraca prawdziwą jasność umysłu.

Reżyser skupia się właśnie na ludzkim wymiarze tekstu Shakespeare'a, śledząc
raczej przemianę duchową Leara (Zbigniew Zapasiewicz), rozpad rodziny, niż ich
polityczne i historyczne skutki.
"Dla mnie to jest ojciec chrzestny, przywódca klanu, szef rodzinnego interesu
zwanego królestwem" - opowiada o granej przez siebie postaci Zapasiewicz.-
"Lear popada w szaleństwo, obłęd, który rozumiem jako rodzaj oczyszczenia,
dojścia do świadomości, zobaczenia wartości wyższych, uspokojenia, uzyskania
wiedzy, że życie nie składa się z samych manipulacji, bo jest czymś niepojętym,
niezrozumiałym." - mówił w rozmowie z Jackiem Cieślakiem ("Rzeczpospolita" 11
kwietnia 2001).
To Lear jest świadom, że epoka, której jest przedstawicielem, nieodwołalnie
odchodzi.
"Lear Zapasiewicza - pisał po premierze na łamach "Gazety Wyborczej" recenzent
teatralny pisma, Roman Pawłowski - nie walczy z niewdzięczną rodziną, ale z
chorobą i śmiercią. Zdrada córek, moralne rozprzężenie, bratobójcza wojna,
szaleństwo - wszystko to kolejne etapy umierania Leara i jego królestwa.
Dlatego, inaczej niż w sztuce, to Lear ma ostatnie słowo. Kiedy umiera, razem z
jego życiem gaśnie światło na scenie. Król Lear z Powszechnego jest straszliwie
niemodny. W czasach kiedy młodość stała się obowiązkową religią, a starość i
choroba - ukrywaną dewiacją, kiedy wmawia się nam, że jesteśmy wiecznie młodzi
i nieśmiertelni, kiedy śmierć stała się elementem masowej rozrywki, a jej
prawdziwe oblicze ukryte jest za drzwiami hospicjów i szpitali, Piotr Cieplak*
eksponuje brzydotę starzenia się i umierania. Nie znajdziecie w tym 'Learze'
szybkiej akcji ani skrajnych emocji. Nie zachwyci was widowisko ani efekty
specjalne. Warto go zobaczyć z jednego powodu: dla kawałka trudnej prawdy,
której na co dzień do siebie nie dopuszczamy." - dodawał Pawłowski.
..........................................................
...TRZEBA DOROSNAC DO TEGO.TO WSZYSTKO. "

Krol Lear

Dziennikarka z poznańskiego radia nie była jedyną, która mówiąc o roli Leara,
używała słów takich jak zwieńczenie, ukoronowanie, szczyt. Po dwóch dniach nikt
już nie mówił inaczej. Po dwóch dniach Lear stał się nie tylko szczytem,
ukoronowaniem i zwieńczeniem, lecz także rolą magiczną,
symboliczną, „wymarzoną” i jedyną. Rolą-fetyszem. Rolą-absolutem. Heroiczną
grą. Grą o najwyższą stawkę. W poniedziałkowym Teatrze TV, w dniu własnego
pogrzebu, Tadeusz jako żydowski aktor, Icyk Sager, wyjaśniał Jerzemu Treli jako
Stalinowi, że Lear „to dla aktora znakomita rola na zakończenie kariery”. Ale
Lear Sagera był Learem z innego teatru, tego sprzed kilkudziesięciu lat! Z
Moskwy. Z czasów żydowskiego spisku lekarzy, aktorów, reżyserów, dyrektorów
teatrów, antyfaszystów, członków JOINT. To nie był Lear – to był aktor grający
Leara. W konkretnych okolicznościach, w historycznym (choć pewnie
ponadczasowym) kostiumie. Aktor-błazen, aktor-kapłan, aktor-człowiek, aktor-
Żyd. Siedzący, stojący, klęczący przed drugim aktorem, błaznem, kapłanem,
człowiekiem. Gruzinem, nie Żydem. (Może więcej imion trzeba by tu napisać
dużymi literami? Człowiek to przecież brzmi dumnie, czy chodzi o Żyda, czy o
Gruzina. Błazen to imię postaci tragedii, tak samo jak Lear... Ale wtedy trzeba
by nietaktownie i arogancko zestawić pisanego dużą literą Błazna z pisanym małą
literą kapłanem? Tak, tak właśnie trzeba by zrobić.) To nie była rola Leara! To
była rola aktora, który w Związku Radzieckim grał Leara. Kiedyś. Dawno temu.



Nie wiem, czy ludzie oglądający tamten poniedziałkowy Teatr TV nie utożsamiali
ze sobą mimo woli kilku Learów, całkowicie odmiennych – Learów z różnych epok i
różnych zamysłów, z różnych zakamarków świadomości i różnych życiowych
katastrof. Nie wiem, czy zdawali sobie sprawę, że nie był to jeszcze ten
mityczny Lear, wieńczący aktorską drogę Tadeusza Łomnickiego. I na dobrą sprawę
nie wiem, czy istnieje powód, żeby to dziś roztrząsać. Był aktor. Nie ma
aktora. Pozostała taśma z nagraniem widowiska pt. Stalin, widowiska, które jego
reżyser, Kazimierz Kutz, i nie tylko on, nazwie „artystycznym testamentem”
Tadeusza Łomnickiego, widowiska, które swą premierę miało w dniu pogrzebu
aktora i które od tego czasu będzie mogło być przedstawiane widzom po
wielokroć, w nieskończoność, póki będzie istniała telewizja, póki będzie
istniał świat.

www.tchu.com.pl/lear/lear_fragmenty02.htm

WIELOKROTNIE ?

[Gość: ()]

Dungeons I,II,III Omnibus Reissue
The Black Tower
The Dark Abyss
The Valley of Thunder
The Lake of Fire
The Hidden City
The Final Battle

World of Tiers
Maker of Universes, The
Gates of Creation, The
A Private Cosmos
Behind the Walls of Terra
Lavalite World, The

Riverworld
Riverworld and Other Stories
To Your Scattered Bodies Go
Fabulous Riverboat, The
Dark Design, The
Magic Labyrinth, The
Gods of Riverworld

Exorcism Trilogy
Image of the Beast, The
Blown

Dayworld
Dayworld
Dayworld Rebel

Other
A Feast Unknown
Adventures of the Peerless Peer, The
Flesh.
Lord Tyger
Wanderer, The

www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/authors/Philip_Jose_Farmer.htm
www.scifan.com/writers/ff/FarmerPhilip.asp

you're resurrected again at a random point....

[drf]

www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0345419693/ref=sib_dp_ln/104-2144812-7718346#reader-page

The Dark Design is the third book in the epic Riverworld saga, in which almost
all of humanity has been resurrected on a strange planet along the shores of a
river 22 million miles long. But why have humans been given another chance at
life, and who is behind it all? That's what Sir Richard Francis Burton and Sam
Clemens set out to discover in two earlier novels, one by riding the "suicide
express" (if you die on Riverworld, you're resurrected again at a random point
along the river) and the other steaming on the greatest riverboat ever seen.
Now Milton Firebrass, Clemens's former enemy and now his No. 1 lieutenant, is
planning to use the dwindling iron supply on the Riverworld to create a great
airship, which can fly to the North Polar Sea far more quickly than any boat
can travel. There he hopes to learn the secret of the mysterious tower thought
to house the beings who created this planet.
Jill Gulbirra does not care as much about the mission as she wants the chance
to captain the great airship, which in all likelihood will be the last airship
ever constructed by humankind. But in landing the coveted role, she faces stiff
competition--especially from the greatest swordsman of all time, Cyrano de
Bergerac, who turns out to be a natural pilot. But even if Jill can win the
command of the airship and even if the ship can reach the river's headwaters,
there is no guarantee it can get through the mountain wall that surrounds the
tower. And it's likely that one or more agents of the Ethicals--the creators of
Riverworld--are on board the airship, plotting its downfall. Worse still,
somewhere along the way the airship is sure to encounter the Rex Grandissimus,
the steamboat stolen by Sam's archnemesis, King John Lackland. --Craig E.
Engler

From the Inside Flap
Years have passed on Riverworld. Entire nations have risen, and savage wars
have been fought--all since the dead of Earth found themselves resurrected in
their magnificent new homeworld. Yet the truth about the Ethicals, the powerful
engineers of this mysterious "afterlife," remains unknown. But a curious cross-
section of humanity is determined to change that situation . . . at any cost.

Intrepid explorer Sir Richard Francis Burton leads the most remarkable voyage
of discovery he has ever undertaken. Hot on his heels are Samuel Clemens, King
John of England, and Cyrano de Bergerac. Spurred by the promise of ultimate
answers, they chart a course across the vast polar sea--and toward the awesome
tower that looms above it. But getting there will be more than half the battle.
For death on Riverworld has become chillingly final . . .

From the Back Cover

The Dark Design
"Its publication is an event with a capital E!"
--Parade of Books

"Charts a territory somewhere between Gulliver's Travels and The Lord of the
Rings."
--Time


Product Description:

Years have passed on Riverworld. Entire nations have risen, and savage wars
have been fought--all since the dead of Earth found themselves resurrected in
their magnificent new homeworld. Yet the truth about the Ethicals, the powerful
engineers of this mysterious "afterlife," remains unknown. But a curious cross-
section of humanity is determined to change that situation . . . at any cost.

Intrepid explorer Sir Richard Francis Burton leads the most remarkable voyage
of discovery he has ever undertaken. Hot on his heels are Samuel Clemens, King
John of England, and Cyrano de Bergerac. Spurred by the promise of ultimate
answers, they chart a course across the vast polar sea--and toward the awesome
tower that looms above it. But getting there will be more than half the battle.
For death on Riverworld has become chillingly final . . .

www.pjfarmer.com/

[Gość: jejjju]

ale sie ostatnio narobilem bleeeeee......
ale tez naczytalem
choinka czas zatem na randke
bynajmniej nie mowie o choinkowym randkowaniu, bo umre do tego czasu

w kazdym razie mialem urodziny.cuszzzz za koszmarrrr .....

az STRACH bierze....

[Gość: .):(.]

firezone.w.interia.pl/strach.html
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falluja
Wiele osób twierdzi, że strach należy zwalczać, odsuwać na bok. Według mnie
należy go zostawić tam, gdzie mogę go spotkać. Nawet objąć.

www.nethut.pl/artykul/71
STRACH I PANICZNY LĘK. Mity a rzeczywistość

strachprzed.blox.pl/html
Strach mit silu





Meditace: Zeptej se strachu na jmeno



Nasledujici meditace/ritual je urcena k prozkoumani odporu a strachu z prijmuti
nasi vnitrni zenske sily,plne hloubky,magie a praveke moudrosti. Neni divu,
pokud nas zmrazi na miste strach, v situaci kdy je treba postavit se v plne
sile tvari v tvar vyzve. Casto nas nase vlastni osobni i prastara kolektivni
historie uci, ze jsme za svoji odvahu musely draze platit. Ale verim, ze dnes
neni jine cesty k leceni sebe i sveta nez sestoupeni do podsveti a poznani a
naplnovani vlastniho potencialu. Toto cviceni muze byt krokem k proniknuti za
prvni z bran sebepoznani, prisne strezenou nasimi vnitrnimi demony... Da se
delat o samote nebo za podpory skupiny.



Prozkoumej svuj strach



Vytvorte si posvatny prostor a a doprostred kruhu dejte svicku a misu se slanou
vodou. Divejte se do plamene svicky a pritom vstupte do lehkeho transu.
Postupne se zeptejte tyto nasledujici otazky:



Citis nekde ve svem tele strach, ze budes nazvana carodejnici?

Kde to citis? Jakou ma ten strach barvu? Jak je velky? Pozadej ho, at ti rekne,
jak se jmenuje.



Citis ve svem tele strach z intimity a uprimnosti v kruhu skupiny? Kde v tele
to citis? Jakou ma barvu? Jak je velky? At ti rekne sve jmeno.



Citis ve svem tele strach z vlastnich paranormalnich a intuitivnich schopnosti?

Kde je to ve tvem tele? Jakou to ma barvu? Jak je to velke? Pozadej ho, at ti
rekne, jak se jmenuje.



Citis v tele strach, ze na tebe druzi zautoci a pomsti se ti?

Kde je to v tele? Jakou ma ten strach barvu? Jak je velky? At ti rekne, jak se
jmenuje.



Kdyz jste se zeptaly vsechny otazky, dovolte strachu, aby se vyjadril skrze
nejake zvuky. Uvolnete energii, ktera se nahromadila v prubehu cviceni, do misy
se slanou vodou skrze hlasy, ktery se promeni ve vyti, stenani, sprosta slova -
cokoli prijde. Kdyz to vyvrcholi a zklidni se, obejmete se navzajem, projevte
si sounalezitost. Idealni je skupinova masaz zad, kde v kruhu kazda z vas lehce
masiruje zada te pred sebou.



Pripomente si navzajem, ze at zivot prinese cokoli, nemusite tomu celit o
samote. Pripomente jedna druhe, ze priroda a svet duchu jsou plne spojencu a
uceni a sil, ktere nam pomohou. Vzpomente si, ze nekdy se nejvice bojime toho,
po cem nejvice touzime - byt silni, intimni a v kontaktu se svoji intuici.



Kdyz jste skoncily, pozehnejte jidlo a piti. Navzajem si pomozte, servirujte
jedna druhe jidlo na talir, nabidnete si navzajem chutna sousta. Krmte se. Pri
jidle a piti si trochu povidejte o tom, co jste pri cviceni zjistily. Zadna z
nas se nemusi strachu postavit tvari v tvar sama.



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Pro strach židovský
Psáno v roce 1869
Jan Neruda
(více o autorovi=)))
12.6.2004
Kdo by neznal Nerudovy fejetony! Učili jsme se o nich ve škole. Jenže musíme
přiznat, že Nerudovi se to tenkrát psalo. Doba byla mnohem svobodnější. Nemusel
si dávat pozor na jazyk jako my dnes. Slovo antisemitismus ještě neexistovalo,
stejně jako neexistovali sionisté, a holocaust byl vzdálen téměř sto let.
Pojďme se potěšit tímto starým textem, který ani po 135 létech neztratil na své
aktuálnosti. (Editor)


I.

Evropskou společností lidskou zašplouchla nyní nová vlna myšlenková, palčivě
náruživá. Nesmíme ji nechat odšplouchnout kolem sebe, abychom nezkusili loď
svou po ní pošinout dál, nás se ta otázka nová týká víc než jiných, odpovídají-
li jiní k ní jen z hlediště společenského či uměleckého, my máme k ní také
odpověď politickou a národní. Míníme starou otázku židovskou, již nyní nově
povznesl velký skladatel a ještě větší Němec a liberalista Richard Wagner.

Nejedná se o to, mají-li či nemají Židé být emancipováni. Jsou již, a kde
nejsou ještě zcela, budou co nejdřív, nikdo nezadrží proud osvěty lidské, k
jasnosti se probírající - tím je otázka rozluštěna. 1) Nejedná se víc o
emancipaci Židů, nýbrž o emancipaci od Židů, o to, abychom se vybavili z
výstředností druhé a nestali se z tyranů 2) otroky. Z tohoto vybavování se
nesmí nikdo vyčíst snad nenávist k Židům, jakož také ti, kdož historicky a
psychologicky skumným okem pohlížejí na posavadní snahu celého vzdělaného
světa, přející emancipaci Židů, netvrdí, že by přání to bylo vyrostlo právě z
lásky k Židům. Wagnerův spis Das Judentum in der Musik mluví na jednom místě
o "neuvědomělém pocitu, jakýž se v lidu jeví co nejvnitřnější nechuť k židovské
bytnosti", a na druhém místě praví: "Vyjímečné postavení Židů volalo k
spravedlnosti naší, jakmile v nás samých vzbudil se pud po vlastní společenské
svobodě. Když jsme bojovali pro emancipaci Židů, byli jsme vlastně spíš
bojovníky pro princip, než pro daný případ?" "při všem mluvení a rozepisování
se pro emancipaci Židů cítili jsme přece vždy, jakmile jsme opravdu a činně se
Židy se setkali, jenom odpuzování". Nechť je cokoliv pravdy ve výroku
Wagnerově, co věc citu je to přec jen výrok osobní, každý nechť na sobě
zpytuje, mnoho-li ve výroku tom je pro jeho osobu pravdy. Avšak spravedlivý,
nalézaje třeba vrchovatou míru protivnosti a to odůvodněné, nesmí a nesmí
zapomenout, že tak protivnými, jak jsou, učinilo je utrpení. 3)

Co se mé osobnosti dotýče, k nenávisti k Židům nemohu se právě tak přiznat,
jako se musím přiznat k politickému i národnímu, ale mužnému nepřátelství k
nim. "A puncto" dovedu udat, kdy nepřátelství to počalo, bylo to, když jsem
úplně poznal nesmiřitelně jízlivý, hluboký jich a činný antagonismus proti naší
národnosti české a veškerým naším snahám národním a politickým. Jakmile jsem
poznání toho došel, stal jsem se, přiznávám se, nesmírně chud ve vnitřku svém,
byl jsem oloupen o celý svět ideálů. 4) Odkázav víru nejen v součinnost a
vzájemnou lásku trpících, nýbrž i víru v nepodmíněnou všeobecnou humanitu a
svobodomyslnost v říš poezie, ucítil jsem ledový chlad nepřátelského rozpočtu.

Snad, ba nejspíš, odpoví mně některý žid úšklebkem svým pověstným; k vůli tomu,
co ještě později říci chci, přec musím upřímně vyslovit své politování, že jsem
ztratil ideálního toho svého názoru o židovstvu. Od dětinstva mělo židovstvo
pro mne jen poezii. Pouliční žid, odpočívající s těžkým břemenem svým u
nárožního kamene, byl mně malému chlapci předmětem živé soustrasti. Poctivý,
krásný jistý čin, jehož jsem byl co dítě svědkem, nechal mne spatřovat v
židovstvu ideál poctivosti všestranné. Na školách gymnasijních čítal jsem Židy
k nejlepším svým přátelům, rval se za ně ve škole, studoval s nimi ve
světničkách a po dumně šerých půdách pražského gheta, kde vše a vše se mně
zdálo být poetické, a když jsem po prvé slyšel kolegu jednoho, který
co "nationale" své před celou školou místo obvyklého, stydlavého "israelita" s
unášející pýchou pronesl: "Ich bin ein Jude!", přiznávám se, teprv jsem se
naučil být rozhodně pyšný na národnost svou, tenkrát hlupcům jen k posměchu
sloužící, a hlásit se k ní ostentativně pro život celý. Ostatně-kdož z nás
mladíků ideálnějších nebyl by tenkrát smýšlel podobně, kdož by byl z nás
nespáchal "ebrejských elegii", jimiž vanuly vzdechy babelských vrb či vzdechy
lidu posud hněteného, či nepsal "hymnu na starý národ proroků" a na
nejkrvavější oběť surovosti středověké! Židovstvo, "živá ta, věčná hádanka
lidských dějin", měla pro nás kouzlo neodolatelné-hádanka se nám rozlušťuje,
ústa, na kteráž jsme tiskli políbení nejsvětějšího bratrství, skřivila se v
nejprotivnější úšklebek. Kouzlo minulo, poezii jsme obmezili na dobu biblickou
a na dobu šerého středověku 5) - dnes žijeme v nahé pravdě, v politickém
nepřátelství s národem nám ve všem a úplně cizím. V jich politickém
nepřátelství nemožno nám vidět, že by bylo následkem dřívějších jich utrpení -
cit tedy nemá zde pranic více co dělat.

Ruka naše více se nevztáhne, místo srdce vložil by se do ní úšklebek. Vidíme
jej na vás již napřed, jak jej viděl otec Vavřinec vašeho Mosenthala na svých
vnoučatech. Vaše tepny nebijí, jen počítají, vaše srdce je sobeckou cizotou
vypáleno na uhel a ten - dle slov jednoho z vašich nejnovějších pěvců -
nehřeje, jen třísní.

II.

Dvě jsou věci, na které při otázce židovské vždy zase připadnouti musíme: za
prvé, že jsou Židé zcela svým, určitě vysloveným národem, za druhé, že jsou nám
Čechům národem zcela cizím. Nechť oni sami mluví hlavně v Německu a nejvíc ve
Vídni a v Praze cokoliv na př. o svém "němectví", Němci jsou přece právě tak
málo, jak jinde zas Francouzi, všude jsou v přední řadě Židy. Mnohdy ovšem
přiznávají se v zemích, v kterých právě bydlejí, živě a činně k té či oné
straně politické (jejich němectví má také u nás čistě jen ráz politický), k
národnosti cizí nepřiznává se ve vnitřku svém z nich žádný, třeba neznal z
národního svého jazyka ani slova. Je to právě národ zcela zvláštní, polyglotní,
vzdor své roztroušenosti a různojazyčnosti přece uvědoměle sjednocený, 6)
mající neumořitelné uvědomění národní a jednu velkou národní, mesiášskou svou
naději, národ i v tom ohledu "vyvolený", aby byl kuriositou v ethnografické
sbírce tohoto světa.

Židem je každý z nich především, i ten, kdož je indiferentním, nebo jak sami
sobě se zálibou říkají "historickým" jen (sic!) Židem - zkuste slabou stránku i
nejlhostejnějšího, uvidíte! Statistika počítá Židy všude zvlášť, ani u nás jich
nepřipočítává k Němcům, má k tomu velmi dobré důvody. Nikdy se
neřekne "židovský Němec", "židovský Polák", nýbrž jen "polský Žid", "ruský
Žid" - "českých Židů" skoro ani není. Angličtí a francouzští Židé vždy se
pozdraví co kmenovci, mezi polským a ruským není pražádného nepřátelství
národního, rusko - polského.

Velmi jasně vidíme z historie, proč se Židé nerozplynuli v národech
ostatních."Mojžíš 7) dal lidu, aby jej ohradil pro všechny časy, nové zákony,
se zákony ostatních smrtelníků naprosto se nesnášející; vše je jim nečisto, co
nám svato, vše jim dovoleno, co se nám protiví," pozoroval již Říman Tacitus.
Oni byli vyvoleným, pro všechen ostatní svět vzorným národem, jejich
náboženství nebylo jen náboženstvím přiměřeným zcela jim, nýbrž jedině pro cely
svět pravé a vzorné, Jehovah sama sebe obmezil na národ jeden, národnost a
náboženství bylo totožné u nich. Pokud podrželi náboženství, byla zachována i
národnost, v jinémť se národnost jich mravně nezakládala. A nevyhynou-li ze
světa náboženství všechna, nerozplyne se dřív židovský národ. Tak rozumím
Ahasveru, "věčný Žid" v tom ohledně zní: "Věčný je Žid!". Ovšem, přijde doba,
kdy i Ahasver si ulehne tam, kde budou pochovány všecky náboženské náhledy
o "věčnosti".

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What's the story with the "Protocols of the Elders of Zion"?
30-Jun-2000


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Dear Straight Dope:

I'd like to know about the history of that infamous forgery "The Protocols of
the Learned Elders of Zion." Who wrote it, and more importantly (to me
anyways), why is it that so many people, even today, refer to it as fact? That
Nazis and their bretheren are knuckleheads is no big surprise, but it seems a
lot of otherwise even minded people believe the text is legitimate. Any ideas? -
-DG, Cambridge, Mass

SDSTAFF David replies:

I don't know that we can really answer why so many believe it, other than to
say some people have beliefs that are simply immune to facts--for example,
Holocaust deniers. To a rabid anti-Semite it makes no difference that the
Protocols have been debunked countless times. I question whether somebody who
believes in the Protocols is "otherwise even minded"--simple minded is more
like it. The thing is so far out there it defies belief.

The Protocols are the classic statement of the old notion of an international
Jewish conspiracy. They purport to be the text of discussions showing how Jews
planned to take over the world and enslave non-Jews. They've long been an
excuse to persecute Jews and have been promoted by many famous and powerful
people, including some in the U.S.

In 1920, Henry Ford started a newspaper for the purpose of attacking Jews and
communists. His paper, the Dearborn Independent, "printed every conceivable
staple of contemporary anti-Semitism, including the Protocols of the Learned
Elders of Zion" (A Legacy of Hate: Anti-Semitism in America, by Ernest Volkman,
p. 33).

A U.S. Congressman, Hamilton Fish of New York, once used his office to
distribute copies of the Protocols. Accused of anti-Semitism, he responded, "It
doesn't bother me any. There's been too much Jewism going around anyway." He
was defeated in his 1944 re-election bid (A Legacy of Hate, p. 42).

Where did the Protocols come from? Binjamin Segel's book (translated and edited
by Richard S. Levy), A Lie and a Libel: The History of the ''Protocols of the
Elders of Zion'' begins with a likely timeline. According to Segel, the
Protocols were most likely fabricated in Paris between 1897 and 1899 under the
supervision of the head of the Russian secret police abroad, Pyotr Ivanovich
Rachkovsky. The intent was "to strengthen the czar Nicholas II's position by
exposing his opponents as allies with those who were part of a massive
conspiracy to take over the world" (Skeptic's Dictionary,
http://skepdic.com/protocols.html.)

The first known publication of the Protocols was August 26-September 3, 1903,
when they appeared in abbreviated form in the Russian language paper Znamia
("The Banner"). In 1905, Sergei Nilus published the "full" version as an
appendix to his book Velikoe v Malom ("The Great in the Small"). In 1906,
another version was published by G. Butmi in his book Vragi Roda
Chelovecheskago ("Enemies of the Human Race").

In 1917, Nilus, who had already published the Protocols two more times,
produced yet another edition, this time attributing them to Theodor Herzl (1860-
1904), the founder of modern political Zionism, i.e., Jewish nationalism.

In 1919, anti-communist Russians distributed copies of the Protocols to members
of the U.S. cabinet, judiciary, and intelligence agencies. Henry Ford's edition
appeared in 1920, as I said, and the document received attention in the British
press as well. Thirty-three editions are known to have appeared by 1933.

In 1921, a reporter for the Times of London, Philip Graves, found that the
Protocols had been plagiarized. As it turned out, there were two sources:
Dialogue between Machiavelli and Montesquieu in Hell, an 1864 satire of the
French ruler Napoleon III by Parisian lawyer Maurice Joly, and Biarritz, an
1868 novel by German anti-Semite Hermann Goedsche.

Goedsche is credited with developing the whole “Jewish plan of world conquest”
idea. Biarritz features a chapter, “In the Jewish Cemetery of Prague,” in which
the princes of the twelve tribes of Israel gather at the cemetery to report the
progress of their world takeover schemes. As Segel said in A Lie and a
Libel, “The plot bore such a striking resemblance to the one developed in the
Protocols that any reasonable person must conclude that either both were
written by the same man or one was plagiarized from the other” (emphasis in
original).

Segel continues: “Thus the world-conquering plans of the Elders of Zion came
out of Goedsche’s trashy novel. But the Elders’ political dogmas and schemes,
as well as the moral principles that were their foundation, came almost word
for word from the speeches of Machiavelli in Joly’s petty satire on Napoleon
III.”

Graves debunked the Protocols in the Times, the first in a long series of
refutations. Among others, a South African court ruled them a forgery and a
Swiss court declared them a fraud.

Faced with the facts, some early promoters of the Protocols repented. Henry
Ford published the Protocols along with his other anti-Semitic articles in a
book entitled The International Jew: The World's Foremost Problem. But in 1927,
he publicly retracted and apologized for the book, claiming his assistants had
duped him.

But Ford was the exception. Others continued to publish the Protocols in other
countries long after they'd been debunked.

A few even managed to explain away the evidence of plagiarism. Segel relates
that Lord Alfred Douglas, an anti-Semitic leader in London, said that Joly was
actually a Jew originally named Moses Joel, who interwove the real Jewish plan
for world conquest into his satire. This meant that showing the Protocols were
extremely similar to his satire proved nothing--of course they were, because
they both were talking about the same real event!

The truth is, the Protocols were a useful weapon against the Jews, and those
who propagated them in all likelihood didn't care if they were true or not. In
1933, excerpts were read at the Romanian parliament by Fascists as a reason to
expel Jews from the country. Hitler cited them in Mein Kampf and again when
castigating the Jews as warmongers in 1939. Franco cited the Protocols in his
denunciations of the Jews as well.

You'd think the Protocols might have been put to rest after World War II and
the Holocaust, but no. Communists in the Soviet Union used the Protocols to
stir up anti-Jewish sentiment, and they continued to be circulated around the
world. Segel's timeline continues all the way up to 1994 (his book was
published in 1995), when an Australian edition was produced by Christian
fundamentalists.

Web users can still find people promoting this hoax as if it were real. For
example, a site called "Radio Islam" (http://abbc.com/islam/english/toread/pr-
zion.htm) talks about the Jewish conspiracy against the Muslims, citing the
Protocols as "evidence."

Refutations of the Protocols have also continued. A Russian court in 1993 ruled
the Protocols an anti-Semitic forgery. (See http://www.nizkor.org /ftp.cgi?
documents/protocols/protocols.001.) But judicial rulings don't faze the
believers--to them it just shows how the Jews have taken over the courts.

The Protocols are part of a centuries-old tradition of antisemitism. Dr. Daniel
Keren, in an essay on the topic (http://www.nizkor.org /ftp.cgi?
documents/protocols/protocols.zion), notes that the hoax "draws on popular
antisemitic notions which have their roots in medieval Europe from the time of
the Crusades. The libels that the Jews used blood of Christian children for the
Feast of Passover, poisoned the wells and spread the plague we

The Poison Spreads...

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www.antipasministries.com/oldnews/origmyth.html
THE STUPIDITY OF IT ALL
It is beyond belief that thoughtful men could possible accept such drivel! To
those possessing even a modicum of knowledge concerning the "Enlightenment" and
the French Revolution, such a tale represents absurdity and factual inaccuracy
on such a vast scale that it hardly merits attention, let alone serious
refutation.

Diderot, Voltaire, Holbach and the other founders of the "Enlightenment" -
whose writings in large part produced not only the French Revolution, but the
American Revolution as well - were anything but "lovers of the Jews." Voltaire,
perhaps the leading figure of the French Enlightenment, was often heard to say
that all men were worthy of freedom and the benefits of the Enlightenment
except the Jews!! Why? - because "... the Jews were not of the same species as
the rest of mankind!" This is hardly a statement which could reasonably be
attributed to the supposed leader of the Jewish Conspiracy in France. Indeed,
in it one can hear the demonic footsteps of the coming Holocaust echoing up
through the corridors of history to lodge themselves finally in the hellish
darkness of Hitler's Germany. Similar statements are easily attributable to
many of the other leaders of the Enlightenment. But then such facts have never
dissuaded anti-Semites before, and they could hardly be thought able to do so
today.

motlc.wiesenthal.com/text/x27/xr2775.html
The Poison Spreads.

When opponents of the Russian Revolution fled to the West, they brought the
Protocols with them. Among those who reached Germany were Pyotr Nikolayevich
Shabelsk - Bork and Fyodor Viktorovich Vinberg, who published the full text of
the Protocols in the third edition of their yearbook, Luch Sveta (A Ray of
Light; Berlin, 1920). One year earlier, a German - language edition of the
Protocols, Die Geheimnisse der Weisen von Zion (The Secrets of the Elders of
Zion), had been published by Ludwig Muller (alias Muller von Hausen) under the
pseudonym Gottfried zur Beck. Soon the Nazis began to make use of the
Protocols. Between 1919 and 1923 their ideologist, Alfred Rosenberg, also a
Russian emigre, wrote five pamphlets about the conspiracy. Until the collapse
of the Third Reich, Julius Streicher's newspaper, Der Sturmer, and the Nazi
party newspaper, the Volkischer Beobachter, often cited the Protocols; a Nazi
party edition was published in 1933.
In the 1920s the Protocols made their first appearance in the United States,
where a number of newspapers publicized their essence, linking the Jewish
conspiracy to Bolshevism. Among them was Henry Ford's paper, The Dearborn
Independent, which published a series of articles based on the Protocols in the
summer of 1920 and then issued them in book form as The International Jews: The
World's Foremost Problem, in 500,000 copies. In June 1927 Ford disclaimed
responsibility for the articles and tried to take the book out of circulation,
but in the meantime it had been translated into six languages.

MEDRCY SYJONU UJAWNIENI !!!

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All the Schemes That Are Fit To Print
The Exciting History of a Conspiracy and Its Protocols

The original Cabal in Prague Cemetery gave rise to few protocols - only 24, in
fact - but the Elders of Zion have diligently added to that list over the
years. Here are some examples of past protocols, each devilishly designed to
confound the gentiles:

1866: Protocol XCI, the Size of Currency Protocol, makes the US five-cent
piece, or nickel, thicker and broader than the more valuable dime. Mass
confusion ensues, and many people under-pay charwomen, thereby fomenting
Bolshevism among the scrubbing classes. An addendum to this protocol leads, in
the 1970s, to the creation of the Susan B. Anthony dollar, sized the same as a
quarter. Mass panic follows as many people unknowingly over-pay for their
newspapers and leave extravagant tips. The unclaimed tip revenue alone results
in a massive $970 loss for the IRS, a deficit erstwhile CIA director George
Bush, Sr., can only recoup through the sale of chemical weapons to Saddam
Hussein. The International Jewish Conspiracy brokers the transfer of what is
later revealed to have been 30,000 liquid tons of ginger ale. The real
chemicals are diverted to make the orange color used in cheese-flavored snacks.

1891: The Tiny French Elevator Protocol means dozens of French claustrophobics
are forced to take the stairs, resulting in many hours of lost work time.
Leaving for their offices early in order to compensate, these poor gentiles are
forced to drink less coffee, resulting in a 0.000000385% fall in coffee exports
from both Africa and South America, and a general feeling of sluggishness, or
else to drink faster, causing hypertension. Possibly related to the growth of
the divorce rate in northern Europe. American tourists, shocked at the
stinginess of French elevators, begin planning holidays in the Poconos.

1895: The Sound and Light Protocol calls for the invention of moving pictures.
Auguste and Louis Lumierewitz change their names and go undercover to plant the
seeds of globalized bad taste. A visionary plan. Mass panic ensues but is
quickly replaced by inertia. Jewish grain dealers around the world diligently
unload tons of otherwise worthless kernels of dried corn devoid of flavor.
International Jewish Conspiracy members celebrate at the home of a man named
Oscar.

1920: The Eighteenth Amendment Protocol is enacted by the puppet Congress of
the United States and becomes more widely known as Prohibition. At least
fourteen people die at the mere idea of the ban; seizing their chance, the
Elders of Zion institute the Mafia, create the Canadian border, and invent
bootleg liquor. Meanwhile, unprecedented incidents of sober driving incite car
manufacturers to build increasingly fast vehicles. Coupled with crippling
traffic, these potential speeds will one day lead to a phenomenon known to the
gentiles as Road Rage, but to International Jewish Conspiracy members by its
more accurate and menacing name, Goy Rage.

1942: Protocol CVII – the so-called Barbra Streisand Protocol - leads to the
birth of Barbra Streisand. Mass panic ensues. The US, Belgium, France,
Uzbekistan, Spain and Madagascar sever diplomatic ties with the Conspiracy.
Reconciliation requires several years of difficult negociations and, in strict
accordance with IJC tradition, performance of the ancient Ritual of the Armed
Invation of Grenada, executed in 1983 to confirm ratification.

1950: Media manipulation under the Shlong Directive (sub-section D-6 of the
infamous Protocol CLXI) creates an explosion of stories about the virility of
black males. The American Heritage Foundation fights back with the ill-
fated “Size Doesn’t Matter” Initiative; no one buys it. Their next counter
offensive, “The Motion of the Ocean,” meets with greater success but is finally
dismissed by most observers as “too little, too late."


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Arafat pro-Nazi scum !!!

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Arafat, the Nazi symphatizer

By Joseph Farah, WorldNetDaily, August 14, 2002



Yasser Arafat is a murderer of Christians, Jews, Israelis and Americans -
including U.S. diplomats, tourists, innocent women and children. Yasser Arafat
is an unrepentant terrorist - the modern-day inventor of Arab terrorism, an
inspiration for Osama bin Laden and others. Yasser Arafat is an exploiter of
his own people, keeping them in squalor and perpetuating their hatreds while
padding his own Swiss bank accounts.

You might think that track record would be enough for Arafat to be targeted for
termination or at least relegated to political obscurity once and for all as
America and its allies wage an international war against terrorism.

For some reason, it has not been enough. Arafat is continually resurrected
politically by Americans, Europeans and Israelis. So let me offer one more bit
of Arafat's sociopathic history for consideration.

Arafat is a Nazi sympathizer.

In an interview last week, published in Al Sharq al Awsat, a London Arabic
daily, reprinted in the Palestinian daily Al Quds, Aug. 2, and translated by
Palestinian Media Watch, Arafat called the Arab leader and Nazi ally, Hajj Amin
al-Husseini, "our hero." He drew an analogy between himself and al-Husseini who
survived as a leader despite world pressure against him because of his Nazi
ties.

"We are not Afghanistan," said Arafat in the interview. "We are a mighty
people. Were they able to replace our hero Hajj Amin al-Husseini? There were a
number of attempts to get rid of Hajj Amin, whom they considered an ally of the
Nazis. But even so, he lived in Cairo, and participated in the 1948 war, and I
was one of his troops."

Arafat seldom tells the truth, but, in this case, his facts are correct. Hajj
Amin al-Husseini was the grand mufti of Jerusalem leading up to World War II.
He supported the Nazis. He met with Adolph Hitler. He was a strong proponent of
the Nazi program for mass murder of the Jews.
In fact, Arafat's hero became a German agent, and the British tried repeatedly
to arrest him as a spy.

Perhaps the mufti's "greatest achievement" was the recruitment of tens of
thousands of Muslims in Bosnia-Herzegovina and Albania to the German SS. His
Arab Legions later participated in the massacres of thousands of partisan
Serbs, Jews and Gypsies.

On March 1, 1944, Arafat's hero was in Berlin making a dramatic radio
broadcast: "Arabs! Rise as one and fight for your sacred rights. Kill the Jews
wherever you find them. This pleases God, history and religion. This saves your
honor."

The Nazi mufti visited numerous death camps and encouraged Hitler to extend
the "Final Solution" to the Jews of North Africa and Palestine. In fact, his
only condition for recruiting the Arab Legions in the Balkans was a promise
from Hitler to wipe out the Jews of the Middle East after the war.

In 1945, Yugoslavia sought to indict the mufti as a war criminal for his role
in the massacres. He escaped from French detention in 1946. He then traveled to
Egypt where he lived until 1974.

The grand mufti was not just Arafat's "hero," as he says. Arafat was, in fact,
so close to al-Husseini that the young terrorist called him "uncle." Arafat's
real name is Rahman Abdul Rauf el-Qudwa al-Husseini, though his actual blood
relationship with al-Husseini is in question. His entire career was sponsored
by the dreaded Nazi mufti. He was, indeed, Arafat's mentor, his inspiration for
40 years of terror, murder, hatred and international duplicity.

The world's people are too forgetful. This history is well-documented. Now
Arafat, in his own words, has reminded us once again about the bloody ties
between his movement and the Nazi monsters. He even reminds his own people of
why the mufti was scandalized. He knows his own people have no ill feelings
toward the Nazis. He knows his movement and the Nazis still share a common
goal - the death of all Jews. He knows this history can't haunt him among his
constituency.

But why do decent people, freedom-loving people, Christians and Jews, Americans
and Europeans, even Israelis, allow Arafat to escape accountability for his
words and his deeds?

Let this be Arafat's final political epitaph: He was a terrorist. He was a
murderer. He was a liar. He was pro-Nazi scum.

www.likud.nl/extr219.html

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THE PHILOSOPHY OF HUMOR
AND THE HUMOR OF PHILOSOPHY
by Ralph Dumain

As the philosophy of humor is the only topic I take seriously these days, I
could not resist buying the humor issue of Philosophy Now, the very first issue
I have bought or read. I was excited to see a confirmation of the possibility
that my personal obsession could be in tune with the zeitgeist, though my
expectations were not high, as I have never been satisfied with the
philosophical treatments of the subject I have read. A characteristic example
is John Allen Paulos' Mathematics and Humor. While examining the mathematical
structure of jokes has its merits, the treatment of humor and the type of humor
that is adduced for such treatment tends to be rather shallow and formalistic.
Paulos refers to Wittgenstein as Madigan does, i.e. that a philosophical work
consisting of jokes could be written, and Paulos went on to write another book,
of that sort, I Think, Therefore I Laugh. Your humor issue, much like Paulos,
engages both the philosophy of humor and the humor of philosophy. However, the
tendency here too is to flatten out the potential depth of both topics by
drawing parallels between them that focus upon logical, semantic, and epistemic
puzzles and paradoxes. Such is Madigan's and Rickman's approach. Could this be
because of the dominance of analytical philosophy over other traditions in the
English-speaking world? I fear that when I finally get my hands on William
Irwin's Seinfeld and Philosophy, I'm likely to find the same sort of thing. Not
that there's anything wrong with that, but it's a shame to see a great
opportunity wasted.

The only article that approaches a serious philosophy of humor is Garcia's "The
Secret of Seinfeld's Humor." Garcia is on the right track when he argues that
humor highlights the significance of the insignificant, thus drawing attention
to the minutiae, mores, arbitrariness, and absurdities of cultures and human
behavior. However, Garcia did not go the whole distance. The real secret of
Seinfeld's appeal is the severely simplified and restricted moral universe in
which the characters dwell and their relentless one-dimensionality. Seinfeld
and his friends, unlike even the shallowest of real people, can never
experience real tragedy: their psychic lives are entirely reduced to the
superficial mechanics with which they negotiate their interpersonal
interactions.

So much for the philosophy of humor; now what about the humor of philosophy?
What would it mean to make philosophy humorous? My approach is to examine irony
as a philosophical method. The figures that most interest me are Friedrich
Schlegel, Kierkegaard, and Adorno, though one would have to add Nietzsche to
this list. Irony comes to the fore when communication is suspect and philosophy
becomes an object of distrust. Adorno's philosophy of non-identity dwells in a
different universe from the technocratic smugness of analytical philosophy,
whose social role is to suppress the actualization of philosophical self-
consciousness of society as a whole.

www.autodidactproject.org/my/philhum2.html
www.philosophersnet.com/games/taboo.htm
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Postulate 1: Knowledge is power

Postulate 2: Time is money

As every engineer knows: Power=Work/Time

Since: Knowledge=Power

and: Time=Money

by substitution we have: Knowledge=Work/Money

Solving for Money, we get: Money=Work/Knowledge

Thus, as Knowledge approaches zero, Money approaches infinity, regardless of
the amount of work done.

CONCLUSION: The less you know, the more you make.

www.goatism.org/misc.htm#taoist%20heresy
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The Jean-Paul Sartre Cookbook
by Marty Smith, Portland OR
forwarded by Alastair Sutherland ([e-mail])

from Free Agent March 1987 (a Portland Oregon alternative newspaper),
Republished in the Utne Reader Nov./Dec. 1993

We have been lucky to discover several previously lost diaries of French
philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre stuck in between the cushions of our office sofa.
These diaries reveal a young Sartre obsessed not with the void, but with food.
Apparently Sartre, before discovering philosophy, had hoped to write "a
cookbook that will put to rest all notions of flavor forever." The diaries are
excerpted here for your perusal.


October 3
Spoke with Camus today about my cookbook. Though he has never actually eaten,
he gave me much encouragement. I rushed home immediately to begin work. How
excited I am! I have begun my formula for a Denver omelet.

October 4
Still working on the omelet. There have been stumbling blocks. I keep creating
omelets one after another, like soldiers marching into the sea, but each one
seems empty, hollow, like stone. I want to create an omelet that expresses the
meaninglessness of existence, and instead they taste like cheese. I look at
them on the plate, but they do not look back. Tried eating them with the lights
off. It did not help. Malraux suggested paprika.

October 6
I have realized that the traditional omelet form (eggs and cheese) is
bourgeois. Today I tried making one out of cigarette, some coffee, and four
tiny stones. I fed it to Malraux, who puked. I am encouraged, but my journey is
still long.

October 10
I find myself trying ever more radical interpretations of traditional dishes,
in an effort to somehow express the void I feel so acutely. Today I tried this
recipe:

Tuna Casserole
Ingredients: 1 large casserole dish

Place the casserole dish in a cold oven. Place a chair facing the oven and sit
in it forever. Think about how hungry you are. When night falls, do not turn on
the light.

While a void is expressed in this recipe, I am struck by its inapplicability to
the bourgeois lifestyle. How can the eater recognize that the food denied him
is a tuna casserole and not some other dish? I am becoming more and more
frustated.


October 25
I have been forced to abandon the project of producing an entire cookbook.
Rather, I now seek a single recipe which will, by itself, embody the plight of
man in a world ruled by an unfeeling God, as well as providing the eater with
at least one ingredient from each of the four basic food groups. To this end, I
purchased six hundred pounds of foodstuffs from the corner grocery and locked
myself in the kitchen, refusing to admit anyone. After several weeks of work, I
produced a recipe calling for two eggs, half a cup of flour, four tons of beef,
and a leek. While this is a start, I am afraid I still have much work ahead.

November 15
Today I made a Black Forest cake out of five pounds of cherries and a live
beaver, challenging the very definition of the word cake. I was very pleased.
Malraux said he admired it greatly, but could not stay for dessert. Still, I
feel that this may be my most profound achievement yet, and have resolved to
enter it in the Betty Crocker Bake-Off.

November 30
Today was the day of the Bake-Off. Alas, things did not go as I had hoped.
During the judging, the beaver became agitated and bit Betty Crocker on the
wrist. The beaver's powerful jaws are capable of felling blue spruce in less
than ten minutes and proved, needless to say, more than a match for the tender
limbs of America's favorite homemaker. I only got third place. Moreover, I am
now the subject of a rather nasty lawsuit.

December 1
I have been gaining twenty-five pounds a week for two months, and I am now
experiencing light tides. It is stupid to be so fat. My pain and ultimate
solitude are still as authentic as they were when I was thin, but seem to
impress girls far less. From now on, I will live on cigarettes and black
coffee.


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"us against the world"
"traditional european antisemitism"
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plato.stanford.edu/entries/buridan/
Catholics on Buridan's Ass www.newadvent.org/cathen/03078a.htm

www.quantonics.com/Hughes_on_Buridan_Review.html

What is Absurd?:

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What is Absurd?:

On page 13 of his Introduction, Hughes tells us (in Hughes' words, Buridan
thinks,

www.quantonics.com/What_Is_Absurd.html
"One commonly held view in Buridan's day was that a proposition is true if and
only if 'as it (the proposition) signifies, so it is' (sicut significat, ita
est). Buridan, however, insists emphatically that no such account of the truth-
conditions of propositions will hold water if 'signification' is understood as
he understands it, or in any approximately analogous way...[briefly]...Since,
according to him, signification is a relation between a linguistic expression
and the things it signifies, 'as it signifies, so it is' will have to be taken
to mean that the things signified by the proposition actually exist. But
now...suppose that what is intended by 'signification' is signification within
the mind. Then 'as it signifies, so it is' will have to mean that the concept
that the proposition expresses does actually exist in the mind of the speaker.
This, however, gives the absurd result that every spoken proposition is true,
since every spoken proposition expresses a corresponding concept (in this case
a mental proposition) that exists in the mind of the speaker."
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warunkach szkodliwych dla zdrowia. A nowe literki widziales?

Tom France czytam pszez ciebie i Buridana:

users.compaqnet.be/cn111132/Voltaire/volpreci.htm

...Chance is a word empty of sense; nothing can exist without a cause. The
world is arranged according to mathematical laws; it is therefore arranged by
an intelligence. It is not an intelligent being such as I am, who directed the
formation of this world, for I cannot form a mite; therefore this world is the
work of a prodigiously superior intelligence.
...

All that exists appears to exist necessarily, since it exists. For if to-day
there is a reason for the existence of things, there was one yesterday, there
was one in all time; and this cause must always have had its effect, without
which it would have been during eternity a useless cause.

But how shall things have always existed, being visibly under the hand of the
prime author? This power therefore must always have acted; in the same way,
nearly, that there is no sun without light, so there is no movement without a
being that passes from one point of space to another point.

There is therefore a potent and intelligent being who has always acted; and if
this being had never acted, of what use would his existence have been to him?

...

To say that this eternal Being, this omnipotent God, has from all time
necessarily filled the universe with His productions, is not to deprive Him of
His liberty; on the contrary, for liberty is only the power of acting. God has
always acted to the full; therefore God has always made use of the fullness of
His liberty.

The liberty that is called liberty of indifference is a phrase without idea, an
absurdity; for it would be determination without reason; it would be an effect
without a cause. Therefore, God cannot have this so-called liberty which is a
contradiction in terms. He has therefore always acted through this same
necessity which makes His existence.

It is therefore impossible for the world to be without God, it is impossible
for God to be without the world.

This world is filled with beings who succeed each other, therefore God has
always produced beings who succeed each other.


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METAMORPHOSIS, METEMPSYCHOSIS
Is it not very natural that all the metamorphoses with which the world is
covered should have made people imagine in the Orient, where everything has
been imagined, that our souls passed from one body to another? An almost
imperceptible speck becomes a worm, this worm becomes a butterfly; an acorn
transforms itself into an oak; an egg into a bird; water becomes cloud and
thunder; wood is changed into fire and ash; everything in nature appears, in
fine, metamorphosed. Soon people attributed to souls, which were regarded as
light figures, what they saw in more gross bodies. The idea of metempsychosis
is perhaps the most ancient dogma of the known universe, and it still reigns in
a large part of India and China.

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Das Phänomen der kollektiven Bewegung ist von großem allgemeinen Interesse, was
einen Anstieg der Forschungstätigkeiten auf diesem Gebiet in den letzten Jahren
zur Folge hatte. Gerade bei biologischen und sozialen Systemen, welche sich
fast ausschließlich fernab vom Gleichgewicht befinden, lassen sich oft
kohärente Bewegungen von Gruppen verschiedener Spezies beobachten, gedacht sei
hier nur an Schwärme von Vögeln, Fischen oder auch Mikroorganismen. Spezies wie
diese und die meisten anderen Spezies auch sind in der Lage, Energie aus der
Umgebung aufzunehmen und diese wiederum in interne Freiheitsgrade umzuwandeln.
Die so aufgenommene Energie ermöglicht es den Individuen, sich mit konstanter
Geschwindigkeit zu bewegen, da jegliche Dissipation kompensiert werden kann.
Genau dieser Umstand läßt sich in den o.g. Systemen beobachten: gerichtete,
permanente Bewegung. Aus diesem Grunde ist das Konzept der Aktiven
wechselwirkenden Brown'schen Teilchen Gegenstand detaillierterer
Untersuchungen, welche in dieser Arbeit betrachten werden.

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scher Teilchen werden verschiedene Wechselwirkungsszenarien betrachtet und die
Grundbewegungszustände solcher wechselwirkenden Teilchen extrahiert.

Im Rahmen einer Doktorarbeit entstanden, richtet sich dieses Buch an Leser mit
Vorwissen in statistischer Physik, nichtlinearer Dynamik und physikalischer
Kinetik.

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Jacques Derrida
Niemand ist unschuldig
Wie denken Sie über die Terroranschläge vom 11. September?

Derrida: Die Anschläge konfrontieren uns erneut und in grausamster Weise mit
der Problematik der Globalisierung, aber auch mit dem überkommenen Begriff des
Krieges. Was ist das für ein Krieg, der keinem Nationalstaat erklärt wird,
keinem identifizierbaren Gegner? Ein "Krieg", der von enormen Kapitalbewegungen
begleitet wurde - man weiß mittlerweile, dass es unmittelbar vor den Anschlägen
große Spekulationsgewinne an der Börse gab. All das zwingt uns, die
Globalisierung neu zu denken, den Kapitalismus und den Krieg.

Wie haben Sie selbst diese Anschläge erfahren? Was bedeutet diese Katastrophe
für Sie?

Derrida: Wie jedermann war ich völlig bestürzt. Außerdem fühle ich mich New
York sehr verbunden, ich habe mich oft und gern dort aufgehalten. Ich empfinde
tiefes Mitleid mit den Opfern. Aber dieses Mitleid darf einen nicht blind
machen für die Verantwortlichkeiten.

Wer sind in Ihren Augen die Verantwortlichen?

Derrida: Natürlich in erster Linie die Attentäter und ihre Hintermänner.
Verantwortlich ist aber auch eine bestimmte, seit langem betriebene
amerikanische und europäische Politik gegenüber diesem Teil der Welt.

Welche Verantwortung, welche Aufgabe hat jetzt der Philosoph?

Derrida: Es ist die allgemeine Verantwortung des politischen Staatsbürgers.
Aber er hat auch die Aufgabe, die Begriffe zu überprüfen, von denen ich
gesprochen habe. Er darf nicht nachlassen in seiner kritischen Befragung, auch
wenn er sich seinem Empfinden nach auf Seiten der Opfer, der unschuldig
Getroffenen befindet.
Ich glaube, dass alle Menschen des Westens gegenwärtig direkt oder indirekt
Opfer sind dessen, was geschehen ist - und gleichzeitig nicht unschuldig. Ich
bin weit davon entfernt, Partei zu ergreifen für diejenigen, die diese
barbarischen Anschläge verübt haben. Ich frage mich nur, ob jemand wie Osama
bin Laden, wenn er es denn war - denn das ist ein Name, eine Metonymie - nicht
auf derselben Seite steht wie das, was er bekämpft. Er ist Großkapitalist, er
ist Teil eines Netzes von Macht- und Geldströmen.

Wie soll man ihn oder dieses Netz bekämpfen? Mit Militärschlägen?

Derrida: Es mag sein, dass es solcher Schläge, also einer militärischen und
polizeilichen Antwort bedarf. Aber eine solche Antwort wird nicht ausreichen,
wenn nicht eine veränderte Politik dem Terror den Boden entzieht. Sonst kann
man sicher sein, dass bald wieder alles von neuem beginnt. Man muss den
Angreifern das Terrain in der öffentlichen Meinung entziehen. Und dazu muss man
die amerikanische und europäische Politik gegenüber den arabischen oder
moslemischen Ländern ändern.

Worin besteht der Zusammenhang zu der "Politik des Traums", von der Sie in
Ihrer Dankesrede sprechen? Träumt nicht die gesamte westliche Welt zurzeit
einzig und allein den Traum von der Sicherheit?

Derrida: Wohlgemerkt, "Politik des Traums", das ist keine Politik von Träumern
oder für Träumer. Der Traum, von dem ich spreche, ist der Traum des Denkens,
nicht das gegenwärtige kollektive Phantasma von Sicherheit, Patriotismus oder
Rache. Mit diesem Albtraum muss man brechen, ihm muss man eine Politik des
Aufweckens entgegensetzen. Aus diesem Traum müssen wir erwachen.

Können wir denn in der jetzigen Situation überhaupt auf Sicherheit verzichten?

Derrida: Keineswegs. Es wäre vollständig unverantwortlich zu sagen, man sollte
auf die Sicherheit verzichten. Ich glaube an die Notwendigkeit der Polizei, an
die Notwendigkeit der Armee. Ich glaube an die Notwendigkeit des Gebrauchs von
Gewalt im Dienst der Gerechtigkeit. Ich sage nicht: Legen wir die Waffen weg.
Aber das allein ist nicht wirksam und reicht nicht aus, weder für die
Sicherheit noch für die Gerechtigkeit. Ein Krieg, wie er jetzt vorbereitet
wird, kann nicht allein die Antwort sein. Der Traum wäre zu sagen: Erfinden wir
etwas anderes.

Was könnte das sein?

Derrida: Das lässt sich nicht in einem Wort zusammenfassen. Das ist Sache nicht
allein des Militärs und der Polizei, sondern aller Bürger, in Amerika wie in
Europa, und ich habe keine Lektionen zu erteilen, was zu tun wäre.

Sind die "Politiken der Freundschaft", von denen Sie in einem Ihrer jüngsten
Bücher sprechen, heute noch möglich? Wenn ja, wie?

Derrida: Die Freundschaft, die ich meine, ist ebenso unmöglich wie der Traum,
von dem ich in meiner Dankesrede spreche. Eine Unmöglichkeit, die nicht das
Gegenteil, das Negative des Möglichen ist. Man muss dieses Unmögliche tun, man
muss das Unmögliche denken und tun. Wenn nur das geschähe, was möglich ist,
geschähe gar nichts mehr. Wenn ich nur das täte, was ich tun kann, würde ich
gar nichts tun.

Aber sind nicht die Ereignisse vom 11. September aus demselben
Unvorhersehbaren, demselben Unmöglichen entsprungen?

Derrida: Nein, es handelte sich um einen Ausbruch von Hass, der trotz aller
Entsetzlichkeit der Dimension nicht unvorhersehbar war. Das hat alle Welt
überrascht, aber vollkommen unvorhersehbar war der Ausbruch nicht. Der
Widerstand in der arabischen Welt wuchs seit langem.
Das Netzwerk des Terrors wurde ebenfallls seit langem militärisch und
finanziell immer enger geknüpft. Zwei oder drei Tage vorher wurde an der Börse
spekuliert. Das war nicht absolut unvorhersehbar. Es war ein Programm, eine
Verkettung von Elementen, die bereits möglich waren.

Interview: Ulrich Raulff

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Among casualties, soldiers and officers who counter-attacked Palestinian
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Old Hebron and Kiryat Arba Jewish residents ordered to shutter and darken
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Last month, Israeli forces withdrew from Hebron under ex-defense minister Ben
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Earlier Friday, al Aqsa Brigades of Arafat`s Fatah announced in Jerusalem
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China transfers power to new generation of leaders. Next President after Jiang
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towns of Ma’an and Kerak for three days and battling local Islamic zealots,
are closing in on their quarry: the assassins who shot dead the senior
American diplomat, Lawrence Foley, on his doorstep in Amman on October 28, and
their dispatchers. The wanted men include Iraqi military intelligence agents
and Palestinian members of the Arab Liberation Front, whose leader, Abul
Abbas, has his headquarters in Baghdad.

The diplomat, a senior USAID administrator, was shot dead by a professional
marksman who fired 8 bullets from a silenced weapon.

Jordanian intelligence and CIA officers in Amman have homed in on two likely
paths of inquiry: One is al Qaeda, which maintains secret cells...
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Year of the (Dark) Horse: Hu Jintao

From a DEBKA-Net-Weekly Special Profile

November 14, 2002, 5:51 PM (GMT+02:00)





Thursday, November 14, Chinese President Jiang Zemin and five other leaders
resigned their posts in a well-choreographed transfer of power to the “fourth
generation” of leaders, as the Chinese Communist party Congress drew to a
close in Beijing. Prime Minister Zhu Rongji and Party Number Two Li Peng also
stepped down, while vice president Hu Jantao stepped forward into the
limelight as the new ruler of the most populous country on earth.

Friday, November 15, the new Central Committee will hold its first session to
choose the new Politburo and the select group that will act as China’s next
supreme governing council.

On February 22, DEBKA-Net-Weekly No. 50, carried a profile of China’s next
ruler, who appears to have sprung from the more obscure recesses of Chinese
government. Not quite, as we see from a summary of that article hereunder.

Would-be reformer or faceless apparatchik?

The enigmatic profile of China’s next ruler, 59-year old Vice-President Hu
Jintao will be examined...
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US Forces Tighten Military Noose on SE Iraq as UN Countdown Begins

DEBKAfile Exclusive Military Analysis – Part I

November 9, 2002, 7:31 PM (GMT+02:00)





Friday, November 8, while international attention was fixed on the UN Security
Council vote by 15 to nothing in favor of the US-UK-Ireland ultimatum to Iraq
to disarm, US aircraft dropped hundreds of thousands of leaflets over Iraqi
troop concentrations that are building up in southwest Iraq, calling on them
not to fire on US and British forces. The leaflets fluttered down over a 250-
mile strip running close to the Iranian border from the big Iraqi land and air
base at Al Kut, 135 miles southeast of Baghdad in the north, to the Shatt al
Arb port city of Basra, Iraq’s only outlet to the Persian Gulf, in the south.

In Baghdad’s first comment on the UN vote Saturday, November 9, Iraqi foreign
minister Naji Sabri praised the UN Security Council for thwarting US plans to
attack Iraq, clearly disregarding events on the ground. He promised a detailed
response would be forthcoming within days.

DEBKAfile’s military sources report the American leaflets targeted two major
Iraqi military...
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Arafat’s Road Map: More Killing

DEBKAfile Special Analysis

November 11, 2002, 1:34 PM (GMT+02:00)


Mattan Ochayon, 5, shot dead with his mother and brother


The terrorists Yasser Arafat’s Fatah admitted sending to Kibbutz Metzer on the
Israel-West Bank border carried out their killing rampage on Sunday, November
10, concurrently with the Fatah-Hamas conference taking place in Cairo under
the European Union’s aegis.

Far from being mutually contradictory, the two events fit neatly together.

Sunday night, two or more Palestinians burst into an avowedly pacifist rural
kibbutz, shot dead its secretary Yitzhak Dori, 44, and a visitor from Moshav
Eliachin, Tirza Damari, 42. They then burst into a home and murdered Revital
Ochayon and the two small sons, Matan 5 and Noam, 4, she sheltered with her
body, before disappearing into the night. They struck hours after the Israeli
military pullback from the Palestinian city of Jenin.

In Cairo, “External Hamas”, and Arafat’s Fatah representatives were charged by
their European sponsors with discussing ways and means of ending terrorist and
suicide attacks in Israel.

The Hamas is represented by its...
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Obraz działalności żydowskiego podziemia gospodarczego byłby niepełny,
gdybyśmy nie wspomnieli choć pokrótce o działalności tzw., hien licytacyjnych,
żerujących na cudzym nieszczęściu.
W samej Warszawie funkcjonowało parę takich szajek. Ich przedstawiciele
pełnili stałe dyżury w sądach, snuli się za komornikami, podpłacali urzędników
sądowych byle dowiedzieć się szczegółów licytacji wcześniej niż inni. Szajki
licytacyjne dysponowały niemal nieograniczoną gotówką, co świadczy, że stał za
nimi jakiś większy i dyspozycyjny kapitał. Szajki nie konkurowały ze sobą,
kiedy któraś włączała się do licytacji, pozostałe już nie wchodziły jej w
drogę, co oczywiście przekreślało wszelki sens sprzedaży drogą licytacji,
prawdopodobnie było to uzgadniane w gminie żydowskiej (chazaka). Natomiast ćma
wynajętych naganiaczy-licytatorow, działała bezwzględnie wobec innych,
chrześcijańskich konkurentów. Bywały nieraz przypadki ciężkiego pobicia i
okalecznia w czasie prób przedarcia się na licytację kogoś nieprzewidzianego.
Swego czasu wstrząsnął Warszawą proces byłego komornika Barylskiego, skazanego
za zmowę z „zawodowymi licytantami” Herszem Wolfrydem i Moszkiem
Kenigsweinem. Bandzie udowodniono inscenizację jednej licytacji, a ile im
uszło na sucho? Wejście do posesji, gdzie odbywała się licytacja ruchomości
zablokował tłum złożony ze stu wynajętych naganiaczy. Przepuszczono tylko
komornika Barylskiego i nieszczęsną właścicielkę ruchomości. Licytacja miała
przebieg błyskawiczny, za sumę 133 złotych Hersz Wolfryd kupił zbiór cennej
porcelany, platery, perskie dywany i inne drogie tkaniny, meble, kolekcję
starych sreber i zbiór złotych monet wartości stu tysięcy złotych.
Natychmiast po licytacji, na tym samym podwórku posesji wypłacono wszystkim
stu podnajętym licytatorom honorarium za „rajwoch” i zawiązano spółkę do
sprzedaży zlicytowanych rzeczy.

X
DOBRA Hrabiego POTOCKIEGO
ZA DZIESIĄTĄ CZĘŚĆ WARTOŚCI
Kogo jak kogo, ale Ksawerego Pruszyńskiego publicysty znanego z filosemickich
sentymentów, doprawdy trudno posądzić nie tylko o antysemityzm, ale nawet o
jakąś choćby śladową niechęć do Żydów. Tymczasem w wileńskim „Słowie” (nr. 202
z 1934r), znajdujemy publikację jego pióra, którą dzisiaj zakwalifikowanoby
jako objaw antysemityzmu. Czytając tę publikację, wprost wierzyć się nie
chce, że nie została napisana na przykład wczoraj, po jakimś kolejnym
przetargu prywatyzacyjnym urządzonym przez Ministra Lewandowskiego i jego
następców. Przytaczamy obszerne jej fragmenty:
DOBRA MAGNACKIE KUPILI OBCY ZA DARMO
Jutro w Lidzie odbywa się w sądzie znamienna dla obecnych stosunków rozprawa.
Mianowicie przejdzie przed forum sądowym historia „transakcji licytacyjnej” z
czerwca br., kiedy to jeden z większych majątków magnackich w tych stronach
przeszedł za bezcen w ręce obce.
Dobra te to lwie hr. Tomasza Zamojskiego, składające się z majętności
położonych w gminach iwiejskiej i sobotnickiej powiatu lidzkiego oraz
ługomowieckiej i baksztańskiej powiatu wołożyńskiego. Poszły one na
zaspokojenie pretensji firmy „Fides Treuhand Vereinigung” w Zurychu
(Szwajcaria)
CHAIM NACHIMOWSKI
i DAWID SZERESZEWSKI
Do licytacji stanęły dwie firmy, mianowicie „Heller Horacy Tow. Przem. Handl.
Sp. Akc.,” w Warszawie, Mazowiecka 7, pełnomocnik Chaim Nachimowski, i „Dom
Bankowy D.M Szereszewski” w Warszawie, Żelazna Brama 1. Po bardzo krótkim
przetargu dobra ziemskie lwie nabyła firma „Heller Horacy Tow. Przem. Handl.,”
w Warszawie, Mazowiecka 7 za sumę
425 000 złotych, czyli po cenie 56,6 za hektar (… Należy zaznaczyć, że według
oficjalnego szacunku dobra te, sprzedane za 425 000 złotych, posiadają wartość
4 milionów złotych.
W dzisiejszych ciężkich czasach licytacja pozwoliła właścicielom firmy Heller
na wcale niezły business.(…
Na licytację wystawiono obszar 7.493 ha, przeważnie przestrzeni zalesionych,
ze 160 budynkami gospodarczymi i mieszkalnymi, i gospodarstwem przemysłowym,
składającym się z młyna walcowego, elektrowni dostarczającej energię do
oświetlenia i siły w gospodarstwie rolnym i przemyśle, i dla oświetlenia
przyległego miasteczka lwie i dwugatrowego tartaku.
Słowem jeden z najkulturalniejszych, najbardziej postępowych majątków w tych
stronach (…
Przyczyny zadłużenia tego wielkiego warsztatu rolnego są też symptomatyczne.
Wszystkie długi majątku, to były długi zaciągnięte bądź na jego odbudowanie po
wojnie, bądź na jego uprzemysłowienie – po reformie rolnej. (…
Kto na tym stracił, kto zyskał?
Dawny właściciel – to jedno. Liczni drobni wierzyciele hipoteczni, którzy
dzięki licytacji grosza nie zobaczą – to drugie. Kto zyskał? Anonimowe „Heller
Horacy, Towarzystwo Przemysłowo Handlowe, Warszawa”.
Heller Horacy nie będzie orał. Heller Horacy – to aferzyści. Kupią i
sprzedadzą. Przyszli, odeszli. (…
Tyle Pruszyński o tej jawnie złodziejskiej transakcji. Jaki rząd pozwalał na
takie niszczenie gospodarki rolnej i to w tak wysokiej kulturze. Gdzie jest
prawo państwa, które ma bronić swoich obywateli i stać na straży przynajmniej
własnych interesów, jeśli już nie interesów swoich obywateli? – Chciałoby się
wołać czytając ten tekst.
A czy nam współczesnym czegoś to nie przypomina?
Jeszcze większe majątki przechodzą w obce ręce za jeszcze mniejsze sumy. Jaka
jest przyszłość przed narodem, który na to pozwala?
XI
Seria najbardziej niezwykłych AFER
Z pewnością autorem serii najbardziej niezwykłych afer i to nie tylko w
polskiej skali, bo działał w Polsce, we Francji, Monako, USA – był Hersz
Wiesenfield, znany pod nazwiskiem hrabiego Mieczysława Henryka Łąkopolańskiego.
Łąkopolański, to oczywiście dosłowne tłumaczenie poprzedniego nazwiska:
Wiesenfeld (Wiese-łąka, Feld-pole).
O pochodzeniu tego człowieka trudno cokolwiek powiedzieć pewnego. Musiał się
urodzić około roku 1900, bo w roku 1920 długo i umiejętnie uchylał się od
służby wojskowej, aż nagle zorientował się, że wojna może być świetną
platformą startową do powojennych geszeftów. Nagle więc pojawiła się – nie –
gdzieś pod Wyszkowem czy Radzyminem – ale na salonach warszawskich, jako
przystojny kapral żandarmerii, w nienagannie skrojonym mundurze, który zdobi
jakieś nieznaczące odznaczenie bojowe.
Po wojnie bryluje już jako hrabia Łąkopolański pieczętując się herbem
Polańskich, jako że nie sposób było znaleźć herbu rodziny Łąkopolańskich. Poza
tym przybyło mu i orderów „za wojnę z bolszewikami”.
Jego karierę wielkiego aferzysty rozpoczął premier Prystor, który opublikował
po powrocie z Wilna, pełen zachwytu artykuł o doskonale prosperującej fabryce
włókien drzewnych (!) To zwróciło uwagę aferzysty na ten zakład.

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Luxembourg Flirts with Dark Side

Aug. 14, 2002— The Luxembourg Jewish Conspiracy (LUXJEWCON) has asked the
International Jewish Conspiracy to consider a proposal for making the small
Western European country a member of the Axis of Evil. Speaking for LUXJEWCON,
spokesman Jean-Pierre "Woody" Spelman said, "We are concerned about the
nation's low profile." The proposal is under consideration by the Malevolence
Committee and will be reviewed by the Elders of Zion late next month.

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Meta-philosophy
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Meta-philosophy is the philosophical study of the methods and aims proper to
philosophy. It is, as it were, the "philosophy of philosophy".

The paradigmatic questions of meta-philosophy are questions concerning the
nature of philosophical problems (or, as some would prefer, puzzles), and the
proper methods for setting about to answer them. Another set of related
questions, particularly important to ancient philosophers, dealt with the value
of philosophy and philosophical knowledge, and the closely related problem of
the relationship between philosophical criticism and ordinary life. Other
questions, which are perhaps of somewhat more concern to scientifically-minded
modern philosophers, are concerned with the relationship between philosophy and
the natural sciences, and the question of whether philosophy can make progress
in the same sense as the special sciences.


How is meta-philosophy possible?
Philosophers are notorious for being able to make the most commonplace topic
collapse into a self-referential hall of mirrors, and the existence of "meta-
philosophy" may seem the clearest confirmation imaginable. It may seem that the
whole affair cannot help but fall into a massive exercise in circular
reasoning; after all, what method could you use to philosophize about
philosophical method? If you don't have a method, what can you use to find one?
And if you do have one, why go looking? It seems that meta-philosophical
questions can hardly be asked unless they are already answered.
Nevertheless, while it certainly seems weird for philosophy to turn its own
methods upon itself, it's far from clear what other methods might be
appropriate for addressing such questions. After all, if philosophy of language
is a valid study, then it seems that one of the things that it can validly
study is the nature of philosophical language, and if epistemology (the theory
of knowledge) is a valid study, then it seems that one of the things it can
validly study is philosophical knowledge. The lesson here, then, may not be so
much that philosophy cannot address questions of philosophical method, but
rather that questions of the methods and nature of philosophy must be (as it
were) explored from the inside, rather than discovered from some impossible
outside perspective. A philosopher who does meta-philosophy, then, is not
taking some special standpoint from outside of philosophy to look in and
determine what philosophy is; rather, she is doing exactly what she does in all
other sorts of philosophy. If this is the case, then there is a certain
flattening of meta-philosophy back into the mainstream of philosophical
inquiry. As Ludwig Wittgenstein was fond pointing out, by way of analogy, when
you learn spelling, one of the words you learn to spell is "SPELLING." But we
don't speak of "spelling of the second-order."

It may not be surprising, then, to find that many seminal works of philosophy
end up in meta-philosophical reflection as a central part of doing philosophy
in what seem to be entirely different fields. Although Ludwig Wittgenstein's
Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus and Philosophical Investigations are works
directly concerning logic, the philosophy of language, and the philosophy of
mind, the nature of philosophical puzzles and philosophical understanding is
central to all of the discussions; Wittgenstein frequently diagnoses
philosophical errors as involving confusions about the nature of philosophical
inquiry. Nor is this a new feature in the philosophical world: the tradition
goes back to no less a philosopher than Plato, whose dialogues are directly
concerned with ethics, but constantly raise questions of philosophical method
(most explicitly addressed in the Meno), the value and proper aims of
philosophy (in the Apology, Gorgias, Protagoras, etc.), and the proper
relationship between philosophical criticism and everyday life (a theme running
throughout all his works, but explored most famously in the Republic).

See also: progress (philosophy), philosophy of mathematics, core ontology

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By journeying through the glass mountain they had reached a delightful valley
that was shaped like the hollow of a great cup, with another rugged mountain
showing on the other side of it, and soft and pretty green hills at the ends.
It was all laid out into lovely lawns and gardens, with pebble paths leading
through them and groves of beautiful and stately trees dotting the landscape
here and there. There were orchards, too, bearing luscious fruits that are all
unknown in our world. Alluring brooks of crystal water flowed sparkling between
their flower-strewn banks, while scattered over the valley were dozens of the
quaintest and most picturesque cottages our travelers had ever beheld. None of
them were in clusters, such as villages or towns, but each had ample grounds of
its own, with orchards and gardens surrounding it.

As the new arrivals gazed upon this exquisite scene they were enraptured by its
beauties and the fragrance that permeated the soft air, which they breathed so
gratefully after the confined atmosphere of the tunnel. Several minutes were
consumed in silent admiration before they noticed two very singular and unusual
facts about this valley. One was that it was lighted from some unseen source;
for no sun or moon was in the arched blue sky, although every object was
flooded with a clear and perfect light. The second and even more singular fact
was the absence of any inhabitant of this splendid place. From their elevated
position they could overlook the entire valley, but not a single moving object
could they see. All appeared mysteriously deserted.

The mountain on this side was not glass, but made of a stone similar to
granite. With some difficulty and danger Jim drew the buggy over the loose
rocks until he reached the green lawns below, where the paths and orchards and
gardens began. The nearest cottage was still some distance away.

"Isn`t it fine?" cried Dorothy, in a joyous voice, as she sprang out of the
buggy and let Eureka run frolicking over the velvety grass.

"Yes, indeed!" answered Zeb. "We were lucky to get away from those dreadful
vegetable people."

"It wouldn`t be so bad," remarked the Wizard, gazing around him, "if we were
obliged to live here always. We couldn`t find a prettier place, I`m sure."

He took the piglets from his pocket and let them run on the grass, and Jim
tasted a mouthful of the green blades and declared he was very contented in his
new surroundings.

"We can`t walk in the air here, though," called Eureka, who had tried it and
failed; but the others were satisfied to walk on the ground, and the Wizard
said they must be nearer the surface of the earth then they had been in the
Mangaboo country, for everything was more homelike and natural.

"But where are the people?" asked Dorothy.

The little man shook his bald head.

"Can`t imagine, my dear," he replied.

They heard the sudden twittering of a bird, but could not find the creature
anywhere. Slowly they walked along the path toward the nearest cottage, the
piglets racing and gambolling beside them and Jim pausing at every step for
another mouthful of grass.

Presently they came to a low plant which had broad, spreading leaves, in the
center of which grew a single fruit about as large as a peach. The fruit was so
daintily colored and so fragrant, and looked so appetizing and delicious that
Dorothy stopped and exclaimed:

"What is it, do you s`pose?"

The piglets had smelled the fruit quickly, and before the girl could reach out
her hand to pluck it every one of the nine tiny ones had rushed in and
commenced to devour it with great eagerness.

"It`s good, anyway," said Zeb, "or those little rascals wouldn`t have gobbled
it up so greedily."

"Where are they?" asked Dorothy, in astonishment.

They all looked around, but the piglets had disappeared.

"Dear me!" cried the Wizard; "they must have run away. But I didn`t see them
go; did you?"

"No!" replied the boy and the girl, together.

"Here,--piggy, piggy, piggy!" called their master, anxiously.


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Five Ways to Make Your Body Speak

by Lenny Laskowski

Dr. Ralph C. Smeadly, the founder of Toastmasters International,
wrote, "The speaker who stands and talks at ease is the one who can be heard
without weariness. If his posture and gestures are so graceful and
unobtrusive, that no one notices them, he may be counted as truly successful."
When your actions are wedded to your words, the impact of your speech will be
strengthened. If your platform behavior includes mannerisms unrelated to your
spoken message, those actions will call attention to themselves and away from
your speech. Below I have provided 5 ways you can rid yoursel of your
distracting mannerisms. 1. Rid Yourself of Distracting Mannerisms Eliminate
vocal and visual impediments. Some common faults of inexperienced or in-
effective speakers are: · Gripping or leaning on the lectern · Finger tapping
· Lip biting or licking · Toying with coins or jewelry · Frowning · Adjusting
hair or clothing · Head wagging These have two things in common: · They are
physical manifestations of simple nervousness. · They are performed
unconsciously. When you make a verbal mistake, you can easily correct it,
because you can hear your own words, but you can't see yourself, so most
distracting mannerisms go uncorrected. You can't eliminate them unless you
know they exist. Videotape yourself. The first step in eliminating any
superfluous behavior is to obtain an accurate perception of your body's image.
This should include: · Posture · Gestures · Body movement · Facial expressions
· Eye contact The next step is to free yourself of physical behaviors that do
not add to your speech. This can be accomplished by simply becoming aware of
your problem areas. After you have videotaped yourself speaking, review the
tape several times and make a list of all the distracting mannerisms you
notice. First review. Review your tape the first time without looking for
mannerisms. Just listen to the presentation as if you were hearing it for the
first time and evaluate the overall impact you experience from watching the
tape. Second review. Review your tape a second time (with the volume turned
down) and look for visual distractions. Take notes on what you observe. Third
review. During this review, have the picture turned off and listen only to
your voice. Many people have never even heard a taping of their own voice
before. Become accustomed to listening to your voice. Get to know it as others
hear it. Note what you like and what you don't like. Pay attention to the
speed, the volume, and the tone of your voice. Fourth review. Once you have
made lists both of your distracting mannerisms and your more positive points,
you are ready to have one or two family members watch the tape with you. Get
their initial impression. Ask them to be honest. Once you have completed these
reviews, go over the list of all the distracting mannerisms you saw and heard.
The next time you are having a conversation with someone you know well, try to
notice whether you use any of these distracting mannerisms even in casual
circumstances. Tackle each of your negative points one at a time. 2. Build
Self-confidence by Being Yourself The most important rule for making your body
communicate effectively is to be yourself. The emphasis should be on the
sharing of ideas, not on the performance. Strive to be as genuine and natural
as you are when you speak to family members and friends. Large vs. small
audiences. Many people say, "I'm okay in a small group, but when I get in
front of a larger group I freeze." The only difference between speaking to a
small informal group and to a sizable audience is the number of listeners. To
compensate for this, you need only to amplify your natural behavior. Be
authentically yourself, but amplify your movements and expressions just enough
so that the audience can see them. 3. Let Your Body Mirror Your Feelings If
you are interested in your subject, truly believe what you are saying, and
want to share your message with others, your physical movements will come from
within you and will be appropriate to what you are saying. By involving
yourself in your message, you'll be natural and spontaneous without having to
consciously think about what you are doing or saying. For many of us, this
isn't as easy as it sounds because it requires us to drop the mask that
shields the "real self" in public. To become an effective speaker, it is
essential that you get rid of your mask and share your true feelings with your
audience. Your audience wants to know how you feel about your subject. If you
want to convince others, you must convey your convictions. Speak from the
heart and to the soul. 4. Build Self-confidence Through Preparation Nothing
influences a speaker's mental attitude more than the knowledge that he or she
is thoroughly prepared. This knowledge leads to self-confidence, which is a
vital ingredient of effective public speaking. How many of us have ever
experienced a situation in which we had not prepared well for a presentation?
How did we come across? On the other hand, think of those presentations that
did go well. These are the ones that we had properly prepared for. 5. Use Your
Everyday Speaking Situations Whenever you speak to people, make an extra
effort to notice how you speak. Observe, too, whether the facial expressions
of your listeners indicate they do or do not understand what you are saying.
Before calling to request something on the phone, plan and practice what you
are going to say. Even this is essentially a short presentation. Another
exercise is to prepare a 90-second presentation about yourself. Describe who
you are and what you do. Record your presentation and review it using the four
steps described above. Since you are talking about yourself, you don't need to
research the topic; however, you do need to prepare what you are going to say
and how you are going to say it. Plan everything including your gestures and
walking patterns. Facial Expressions Leave that deadpan expression to poker
players. A speaker realizes that appropriate facial expressions are an
important part of effective communication. In fact, facial expressions are
often the key determinant of the meaning behind the message. People watch a
speaker's face during a presentation. When you speak, your face-more clearly
than any other part of your body-communicates to others your attitudes,
feelings, and emotions. Remove expressions that don't belong on your face.
Inappropriate expressions include distracting mannerisms or unconscious
expressions not rooted in your feelings, attitudes and emotions. In much the
same way that some speakers perform random, distracting gestures and body
movements, nervous speakers often release excess energy and tension by
unconsciously moving their facial muscles (e.g., licking lips, tightening the
jaw). One type of unconscious facial movement which is less apt to be read
clearly by an audience is involuntary frowning. This type of frowning occurs
when a speaker attempts to deliver a memorized speech. There are no rules
governing the use of specific expressions. If you relax your inhibitions and
allow yourself to respond naturally to your thoughts, attitudes and emotions,
your facial expressions will be appropriate and will project sincerity,
conviction, and credibility. Eye Contact Eye contact is the cement that binds
together speakers and their audiences. When you speak, your eyes involve your
listeners in your presentation. There is no surer way to break a communication
bond between you and the audience than by failing to lo

[roomattic]

agora2 napisał:

> Dr. Ralph C. Smeadly, the founder of Toastmasters International,
> wrote, "The speaker who stands and talks at ease is the one who can be heard
> without weariness. If his posture and gestures are so graceful and
> unobtrusive, that no one notices them, he may be counted as truly
> successful."

forum.gazeta.pl/forum/72,2.html?f=13&w=13500578

[allah1]

www.israelnewsagency.com/

Sedna is the Inuit Goddess of the Sea

[Gość: *©*©*]

www.hvgb.net/~sedna/story.html

Nowootkryta planeta Sedna ...zwiazana jest z mitologia Inuicka ...
As the legend goes, Sedna was a beautiful Inuit girl who lived with her father.
She was very vain and thought she was too beautiful to marry just anyone. Time
and time again she turned down hunters who came to her camp wishing to marry
her. Finally one day her father said to her "Sedna, we have no food and we will
go hungry soon. You need a husband to take care of you, so the next hunter who
comes to ask your hand in marriage, you must marry him." Sedna ignored her
father and kept brushing her hair as she looked at her reflection in the water.
Soon her father saw another hunter approaching their camp. The man was dressed
elegantly in furs and appeared to be well-to-do even though his face was
hidden. Sedna's father spoke to the man. "If you wish to seek a wife I have a
beautiful daughter . She can cook and sew and I know she will make a good
wife." Under great protest, Sedna was placed aboard of the hunters kayak and
journeyed to her new home. Soon they arrived at an island. Sedna looked around.
She could see nothing. No sod hut, no tent, just bare rocks and a cliff. The
hunter stood before Sedna and as he pulled down his hood, he let out and evil
laugh. Sedna's husband was not a man as she had thought but a raven in
disguise. She screamed and tried to run, but the bird dragged her to a clearing
on the cliff. Sedna's new home was a few tufts of animal hair and feathers
strewn about on the hard, cold rock. The only food she had to eat was fish. Her
husband, the raven, brought raw fish to her after a day of flying off in search
of food.

Sedna was very unhappy and miserable. She cried and cried and called her
father's name. Through the howling arctic winds Sedna's father could hear his
daughter's cries. He felt guilty for what he had done as he knew she was sad.
Sedna's father decided it was time to rescue his daughter. He loaded up his
kayak and paddled for days through the frigid arctic waters to his Sedna's
home. When he arrived Sedna was standing on the shore. Sedna hugged her father
then quickly climbed into his kayak and paddled away. After many hours of
travel Sedna turned and saw a black speck far off into the distance. She felt
the fear well up inside of her for she knew the speck was her angry husband
flying in search of her.

The big black raven swooped down upon the kayak bobbing on the ocean. Sedna's
father took his paddle and struck at the raven but missed as the bird continued
to harass them. Finally the raven swooped down near the kayak and flapped his
wing upon the ocean. A vicious storm began to brew. The calm arctic ocean soon
became a raging torrent tossing the tiny kayak to and fro. Sedna's father
became very frightened. He grabbed Sedna and threw her over the side of the
kayak into the ocean. "Here, he screamed, here is your precious wife, please do
not hurt me, take her."
Sedna screamed and struggled as her body began go numb in the icy arctic
waters. She swam to the kayak and reached up, her fingers grasping the side of
the boat. Her father, terrified by the raging storm, thought only of himself as
he grabbed the paddle and began to pound against Sedna's fingers. Sedna
screamed for her father to stop but to no avail. Her frozen fingers cracked and
fell into the ocean. Affected by her ghastly husbands powers, Sedna's fingers
while sinking to the bottom, turned into seals. Sedna attempted again to swim
and cling to her father's kayak. Again he grabbed the paddle and began beating
at her hands. Again Sedna's hands, frozen by the arctic sea again cracked off.
The stumps began to drift to the bottom of the sea, this time turned into the
whales and other large mammals. Sedna could fight no more and began to sink
herself.

Sedna, tourmented and raging with anger for what had happened to her, did not
perish. She became, and still is today, the goddess of the sea. Sedna's
companions are the seals, and the whales that sit with her at the bottom on the
ocean. Her anger and fury against man is what drums up the violent seas and
storms . Hunters have a great respect for her. Legend has it that they must
treat her with respect. Shaman's from the world above must swim down to her to
comb her long black tangled hair. This calms Sedna down. Once this is done, she
releases her mammals to allow the Inuit to eat from the bounty of the sea. It
is for this reason in the north that after a hunter catches a seal he drops
water into the mouth of the mammal, a gesture to thank Sedna for her kindness
in allowing him to feed his family.

www.amiq.org/sedna.html
www.ancientpathway.com/godgoddess/sedna/sedna.html=====================================================================

Nasa finds new 'planet'
(Filed: 15/03/2004)


Nasa scientists believe they have discovered a new "planet" in the solar
system, after sightings by the Hubble and Spitzer Space Telescope.



The body - named Sedna after the Inuit goddess of the ocean - has been found
orbiting the sun in a region of space known as the Kuiper Belt, which is 6.2
billion miles from Earth.

The object is believed to be about 1,250 miles across, but astronomers have
said it may even be larger than the furthest known planet, Pluto, which is
1,406 miles across and was discovered in 1930.

The "discovery of the most distant object ever detected orbiting the Sun" was
made by Dr Michael Brown, associate professor of planetary astronomy at the
California Institute of Technology, in Pasadena, Nasa said.

Whether the new find can actually be called a planet is likely to be debated by
astro-physicists for months or even years to come.

Many bodies of rock and ice exist in the region and there is still some
argument over whether Pluto is a real "planet".

........................................

www.maarivintl.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=article&articleID=4587

GoDDeSs of the SeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaU

[Gość: i@d]

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#
#-----------------------------------------------------------------------------#

Date: Fri, 27 Feb 1998 23:50:52 -0800 (PST)
From: Jonadz <[e-mail]>
To: [e-mail]
Subject: TAB: "Color Me Once" (Violent Femmes)

`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
; COLOR ME ONCE ;
; Violent Femmes ;
; ;
`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'

Here's what I can offer to get you started. Lyrics are
more or less from Int'l Lyrics Server (lyrics.ch).
Time is 4/4.

INTRO:
e||------------------|----------------|----------------|-----------------||
B||------------------|----------------|----------------|-----------------||
G||o-----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------o||
D||o--3---2-2--0---0-|-3---2-2--0---0-|-3---2-2--0---0-|-3---2-2--0---0-o||
A||-------------\3---|-----------\3---|-1---------\3---|-----------\3----||
E||-[10]-------------|[5]-------------|[3]-------------|[0]--------------||
Bass follows with the notes tabbed on the E-string (so same tab for the
bass, but an octave higher)

Mute 7th fret Mute 5th fret Mute 7th fret
e||----|------------------||---|-----------------|---|------------------|
B||--R-|------------------||-R-|-----------------|-R-|------------------|
G||o-e-|-----------------o||-e-|-----------------|-e-|------------------|
D||o-s-|-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-o||-s-|-X-X-X-X-X-X-5p0-|-s-|-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X--|
A||--t-|------------------||-t-|-----------------|-t-|-8888777766665432-|<-+
E||----|------------------||---|-----------------|---|------------------|
|
2nd gtr, palm mute
----+

VERSE 1:
D5/A C5 D5/A There might be two gtrs here, but in
Color me once, color me twice any case, here's what I've got.
D5/A C5 D5/A
Everything gonna turn out nice
Gm
Everlasting love you gotta
F
Keep me from these false alarms
D5/A C5 D5/A
Sayin alarm, alarm, I seem so sad
D5/A C5 D5/A
Ring, ring, I see her I'm glad
Gm
Maybe, maybe
F
I'm the fire of her desire
D5/A C5 D5/A
Patience, patience said the man
D5/A C5 D5/A
Patience, patience, I can't understand
Gm
Patience like a man and a wife
F
I got patience on my neck like a coco that
D5/A C5 D5/A
I say Jack be nimble, Jack fall dead
D5/A C5 D5/A
Jack bend over and give Jilly head
Gm
Oh, you gotta help my body heal my soul

SOLO 1:
^ = bend
e|-------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------5---5-7-7^7-5-7---5-7-|
D|-0-2---3-2---0/5---5/7-7-7-7-7-5-7-7-8---8-------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------|
2nd gtr plays
some chords here.

e|--------------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------------------------------77777--------------------|
D|-5-7---8^7---5\3-3-5---7^5-3---77777---7777555533332222-|
A|---------------------------------------5555333311110000-|
E|--------------------------------------------------------|

VERSE 2:
D5/A C5 D5/A
Dead men working, a sinner, a saint
D5/A C5 D5/A
Mixing up a pail of paint
Gm
Painted the house black as night
F
But when the sun came up the house was white
D5/A etc,
Gotta go on, gotta go on
We gotta go on, you gotta go on
We gotta go on

SOLO 2:
Wait til I get a wah-pedal...

OUTRO:
Same as the intro, except for a final A|-X-|.

getsome.org/guitar/olga/main/v/violent_femmes/color_me_once.tab
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[patience]

Herbert J.C. Grierson, ed. (1886–1960). Metaphysical Lyrics & Poems of the 17th
C. 1921.
www.bartleby.com/105/2.html

John Donne

2. Song

GOE, and catche a falling starre,
Get with child a mandrake roote,
Tell me, where all past yeares are,
Or who cleft the Divels foot,
Teach me to heare Mermaides singing, 5
Or to keep off envies stinging,
And finde
What winde
Serves to advance an honest minde.

If thou beest borne to strange sights, 10
Things invisible to see,
Ride ten thousand daies and nights,
Till age snow white haires on thee,
Thou, when thou retorn'st, wilt tell mee
All strange wonders that befell thee, 15
And sweare
No where
Lives a woman true, and faire.

If thou findst one, let mee know,
Such a Pilgrimage were sweet; 20
Yet doe not, I would not goe,
Though at next doore wee might meet,
Though shee were true, when you met her,
And last, till you write your letter,
Yet shee 25
Will bee
False, ere I come, to two, or three.


)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

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[Gość: JeDi]

Jedi Order, The



A noble order of protectors unified by their belief and observance of the
Force, the Jedi hearken back to a more civilized, classical time in galactic
history. Their order is ancient, spanning over a thousand generations. As the
Galactic Republic throve and grew over the centuries, the Jedi came to serve it
as guardians of peace and justice.

Headquartered on Coruscant, the Jedi trained, studied, and planned from the
impressive Jedi Temple, a towering edifice rising high above the surrounding
structures on the city-planet. They are governed by a High Council of 12 Jedi --
most of them Jedi Masters

...............................WATTO ???

[Gość: !......!]

www.starwars.com/databank/character/watto/index.html

sily specjalne

[drf]

www.isayeret.com/
www.isayeret.com/main/ibanner.gif

Watto = Bimi

[allah1]

www.jews-for-allah.org/

...............................WAT-To

[drf]

photos.groups.yahoo.com/group/mathrix/vwp?.dir=/MatHrix&.dnm=WATTO.gif&.src=gr

jedi

[Gość: ©]

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The Coast of Oregon

[drf]

www.underthesun.cc/Baum/masterkey/masterkey15.html
When he had somewhat recovered, Rob sat up and looked around him. The elder
sailor was kneeling in earnest prayer, offering grateful thanks for his escape
from suffering and death. The younger one lay upon the ground sobbing and still
violently agitated by recollections of the frightful experiences he had
undergone. Although he did not show his feelings as plainly as the men, the boy
was none the less gratified at having been instrumental in saving the lives of
two fellow-beings.

The darkness was by this time rapidly enveloping them, so Rob asked his
companions to gather some brushwood and light a fire, which they quickly did.
The evening was cool for the time of year, and the heat from the fire was
cheering and grateful; so they all lay near the glowing embers and fell fast
asleep.

The sound of voices aroused Rob next morning, and on opening his eyes and
gazing around he saw several rudely dressed men approaching. The two
shipwrecked sailors were still sound asleep.

Rob stood up and waited for the strangers to draw near. They seemed to be
fishermen, and were much surprised at finding three people asleep upon the
bluff.

"Whar `n thunder `d ye come from?" asked the foremost fisherman, in a surprised
voice.

"From the sea," replied the boy. "My friends here are shipwrecked sailors from
the `Cynthia Jane.`"

"But how`d ye make out to climb the bluff?" inquired a second fisherman; "no
one ever did it afore, as we knows on."

"Oh, that is a long story," replied the boy, evasively.

The two sailors had awakened and now saluted the new-comers. Soon they were
exchanging a running fire of questions and answers.

"Where are we?" Rob heard the little sailor ask.

"Coast of Oregon," was the reply. "We`re about seven miles from Port Orford by
land an` about ten miles by sea."

"Do you live at Port Orford?" inquired the sailor.

"That`s what we do, friend; an` if your party wants to join us we`ll do our
best to make you comf`table, bein` as you`re shipwrecked an` need help."

Just then a loud laugh came from another group, where the elder sailor had been
trying to explain Rob`s method of flying through the air.

"Laugh all you want to," said the sailor, sullenly; "it`s true--ev`ry word of
it!"

"Mebbe you think it, friend," answered a big, good-natured fisherman; "but it`s
well known that shipwrecked folks go crazy sometimes, an` imagine strange
things. Your mind seems clear enough in other ways, so I advise you to try and
forget your dreams about flyin`."

Rob now stepped forward and shook hands with the sailors.

"I see you have found friends," he said to them, "so I will leave you and
continue my journey, as I`m in something of a hurry."

Both sailors began to thank him profusely for their rescue, but he cut them
short.

"That`s all right. Of course I couldn`t leave you on that island to starve to
death, and I`m glad I was able to bring you away with me."

"But you threatened to drop me into the sea," remarked the little sailor, in a
grieved voice.

"So I did," said Rob, laughing; "but I wouldn`t have done it for the world--not
even to have saved my own life. Good-by!"

He turned the indicator and mounted skyward, to the unbounded amazement of the
fishermen, who stared after him with round eyes and wide open mouths.

"This sight will prove to them that the sailors are not crazy," he thought, as
he turned to the south and sped away from the bluff. "I suppose those simple
fishermen will never forget this wonderful occurrence, and they`ll probably
make reg`lar heroes of the two men who have crossed the Pacific through the
air."

He followed the coast line, keeping but a short distance above the earth, and
after an hour`s swift flight reached the city of San Francisco.

His shoulders were sore and stiff from the heavy strain upon them of the
previous day, and he wished more than once that he had some of his mother`s
household liniment to rub them with. Yet so great was his delight at reaching
once more his native land that all discomforts were speedily forgotten.

Much as he would have enjoyed a day in the great metropolis of the Pacific
slope, Rob dared not delay longer than to take a general view of the place, to
note its handsome edifices and to wonder at the throng of Chinese inhabiting
one section of the town.

These things were much more plainly and quickly viewed by Rob from above than
by threading a way through the streets on foot; for he looked down upon the
city as a bird does, and covered miles with a single glance.

Having satisfied his curiosity without attempting to alight, he turned to the
southeast and followed the peninsula as far as Palo Alto, where he viewed the
magnificent buildings of the university. Changing his course to the east, he
soon reached Mount Hamilton, and, being attracted by the great tower of the
Lick Observatory, he hovered over it until he found he had attracted the
excited gaze of the inhabitants, who doubtless observed him very plainly
through the big telescope.

But so unreal and seemingly impossible was the sight witnessed by the learned
astronomers that they have never ventured to make the incident public, although
long after the boy had darted away into the east they argued together
concerning the marvelous and incomprehensible vision. Afterward they secretly
engrossed the circumstance upon their records, but resolved never to mention it
in public, lest their wisdom and veracity should be assailed by the skeptical.

Meantime Rob rose to a higher altitude, and sped swiftly across the great
continent. By noon he sighted Chicago, and after a brief inspection of the
place from the air determined to devote at least an hour to forming the
acquaintance of this most wonderful and cosmopolitan city.

IG-88 :)

[wild]

www.starwars.com/databank/droid/ig88/index_movie.html

[Gość: prawda]

narodem, który na to pozwala?
XI
Seria najbardziej niezwykłych AFER
Z pewnością autorem serii najbardziej niezwykłych afer i to nie tylko w
polskiej skali, bo działał w Polsce, we Francji, Monako, USA – był Hersz
Wiesenfield, znany pod nazwiskiem hrabiego Mieczysława Henryka Łąkopolańskiego.
Łąkopolański, to oczywiście dosłowne tłumaczenie poprzedniego nazwiska:
Wiesenfeld (Wiese-łąka, Feld-pole).
O pochodzeniu tego człowieka trudno cokolwiek powiedzieć pewnego. Musiał się
urodzić około roku 1900, bo w roku 1920 długo i umiejętnie uchylał się od
służby wojskowej, aż nagle zorientował się, że wojna może być świetną
platformą startową do powojennych geszeftów. Nagle więc pojawiła się – nie –
gdzieś pod Wyszkowem czy Radzyminem – ale na salonach warszawskich, jako
przystojny kapral żandarmerii, w nienagannie skrojonym mundurze, który zdobi
jakieś nieznaczące odznaczenie bojowe.
Po wojnie bryluje już jako hrabia Łąkopolański pieczętując się herbem
Polańskich, jako że nie sposób było znaleźć herbu rodziny Łąkopolańskich. Poza
tym przybyło mu i orderów „za wojnę z bolszewikami”.
Jego karierę wielkiego aferzysty rozpoczął premier Prystor, który opublikował
po powrocie z Wilna, pełen zachwytu artykuł o doskonale prosperującej fabryce
włókien drzewnych (!) To zwróciło uwagę aferzysty na ten zakład.
Wkrótce Łąkopolański spotyka (przypadkiem?) w Krynicy dyrektora tej fabryki a
zarazem jednego z głównych jej właścicieli. Zwraca się doń „ty”, jak do
starego znajomego. Wyskoczył właśnie z sześciodrzwiowego
luksusowego „hudsona”, jest w towarzystwie niesłychanie interesującej kobiety
o tak zwanej niepokojącej urodzie, której uroku a i tajemniczości dodaje
szerokie pasmo siwych włosów w kruczo-czarnej fryzurze…
Zaczepiony jest zaintrygowany, ale jeszcze nie kojarzy Łąkopolańskiego.
-Jak to, nie pamiętasz kaprala żandarmerii, który dał twojej kompanii worek
cukru. Chłopaki nie mieli co do kotła włożyć, sam mnie prosiłeś…!
Prawdopodobnie oszust doskonale się przygotował do odegrania tej sceny
umieszczając się w jakiejś autentycznej sytuacji, jaka dyrektorowi, wówczas w
czasie wojny kapitanowi się zdarzyła. Mogły się nie zgadzać jakieś tam
drobiazgi tylko. Czy to jednak ważne, gdy były frontowy ofiarodawca teraz,
jak widać dżentelmen dobrze sytuowany zaprasza do luksusowej restauracji „na
jednego”?
W czasie pogawędki przy kieliszku Łąkopolański od razu proponuje wejście do
wileńskiego interesu z dużym kapitałem. Mało kto by odmówił mając perspektywę
zwiększenia produkcji, a co za tym idzie również zysków.
Taki był początek, wkrótce świetnie prosperująca fabryka popadła w ruinę, ale
aferzysta wypłynął z ogromną forsą już gdzie indziej. Zmienia piękne kobiety i
drogie samochody jak inni zmieniają – no, powiedzmy – marynarki.
Czego się nie tknie, rujnuje ale wychodzi z coraz większymi pieniędzmi.
Wkrótce za ciasno mu w Polsce. Ocenia się, że polski skarb państwa na skutek
jego działalności aferowej poniósł około półtora miliona dolarów strat.
Wielokrotnie więcej musieli stracić prywatni przedsiębiorcy, którzy weszli z
Łąkopolańskim w jakiejkolwiek spółki czy interesy. Zawsze w luksusowym
samochodzie, zawsze z piękną kobietą. To jakby wyposażenie służbowe, to działa
na facetów naiwnych i marzących o pieniądzach i „luzie”. Poza tym we fraku
Łąkopolańskiego, to też strój służbowy, błyszczą miniaturki wysokich i
licznych orderów. Ten hochsztapler jest uosobnieniem uroku, sukcesu, bogactwa.
To też działa i pomaga w oszustwach.
I rzeczywiście musi dysponować dużymi pieniędzmi. Księstwu Monaco udzielił
pożyczki w wysokości dwóch milionów dolarów, za co wreszcie otrzymuje
upragniony tytuł hrabiowski. Odtąd jest już „regularnym” hrabią.
W sumie utalentowany oszust, hrabia Mieczysław Henryk Łąkopolański vel Hersze
Wiesenfeld, nigdy za swoje wyczyny nie stanął przed żadnym sądem… Ale musiała
go dosięgnąć jakaś zemsta, nie piszę sprawiedliwość, bo to byłoby nadużycie
tego terminu. Kolejny zrujnowany siegnął prawdopodobnie po inne środki. Hersze
Wiesenfeld zginął pod Nowym Jorkiem w dziwnym wypadku samochodowym. Pisano o
nim, że kierowcą był marnym, ale uwielbiał szybkość. Historia biznesu usiana
jest dziwnymi i tajemniczymi wypadkami samochodowymi. To był, być może jeden z
takich.
Oto zaledwie kilka przykładów z tysięcy przestępstw, jakie w Polsce
przedwojennej popełnili Żydzi. Brak miejsca na opis procederu handlu
dziewczętami, jaki prowadziło małżeństwo Helena Paula Berman false Streich i
jej mąż Hersze Berman false Siemienowicz. Obydwoje podawali się za właścicieli
modnego, dobrze prosperującego zakładu fryzjerskiego w Zakopanem, który
potrzebuje dobrze prezentujących się panienek jako fryzjerek. Penetrowali
krakowskie sierocińce. Ofiary były wywożone nie do Zakopanego, ale do domów
publicznych w Argentynie.
Może przy innej okazji wypadnie opisać działalność Feldsteina, pasera, który
organizował, finansował i zagarniał cały łup z włamań na zamówienie. Chodził
po muzeach wybierając dzieła sztuki do kradzieży. To on był autorem głośnej
kradzieży obrazów z Muzeum Krasińskich. Wyjątkowo ponuro ten Żyd zasłużył się
polskiej kulturze.
Brak też miejsca na opis dziejów słynnego warszawskiego „bochniarza” (pasera),
Szlomy Kocha, jak również sutenera, niesłychanej kreatury, Wolfa Tifenfelda
oraz słynnych kasiarzy Lejzora Flokstrumpfa, Moszka Taxira vel Abrahama
Wassermana – i setek innych tego rodzaju postaci warszawskiego świata
przestępczego.
XII
STO PROCENT PRZESTĘPSTW POLITYCZNYCH
Przestępstwa – oczywiście – popełniali inni: Polacy, Ukraińcy, Niemcy. Ale
cokolwiek by się nie powiedziało 77% przestępstw gospodarczych dokonywali
Żydzi stanowiący około 10% ludności kraju. A w przestępstwach politycznych
statystyka ta wyglądała jeszcze gorzej. Prawie 100% przestępstw politycznych
w przedwojennej Polsce było dziełem Żydów. To, prawdę powiedziawszy, wprost
wołało o podjęcie szczególnych kroków prewencyjnych wobec mniejszości
żydowskiej. Kroków takich nie podjęto, niech to świadczy o liberaliźmie i
demokracji II Rzeczypospolitej.
Gdzie jest taki film polski czy amerykański – obojętnie – gdzie Żyd byłby
włamywaczem, oszustem, aferzystą? Nie znamy takiego filmu, jeszcze go nie
nakręcono. Gdyby ktokolwiek zechciał taki film, czy serial telewizyjny
nakręcić, zostałby okrzyczany nie tylko antysemitą, ale zapewne rasistą i
faszystą. A krytyka – nawet gdyby był arcydziełem – dobitnie ukazałaby jego
nicość i marność artystyczną. O losie reżysera już nawet nie wspomnę.
Gdzie jest taka książka mówiąca prawdę o tym, jak setki tysięcy Żydów – nie
mówię wszyscy, ale naprawdę bardzo, bardzo wielu, wielokrotnie więcej niż inne
nacje – codziennie, wytrwale, z mrówczym uporem i zdecydowaniem podkopywało
podstawy sprawiedliwości, praworządności i pomyślności gospodarczej Polski?
Nie znam takiej książki, jakże byłaby barwna i czytałoby się ją doprawdy z
zapartym tchem. Ale takiej książki nie ma – szkoda wielka. Dlaczego nie
powstała? Bo marny doprawdy los czekałby jej autora. „Polska” krytyka
literacka stanęłaby na głowie aby pokazać mu jaką jest plugawą wywłoką.
Ta prawda więc, która mogłaby rzucić światło na epokę poprzedzającą holocaust,
została celowo skazana na zapomnienie. Niestety, nie wszyscy Żydzi polscy byli
tak szlachetni, jak to nam się dzisiaj pokazuje w amerykańskich filmach i
serialach. Owszem, być może tacy gdzieś byli, ale musiały to być wyjątki skoro
ludzka pamięć i kroniki nie przechowują aż takiego bogactwa żydowskiej
szlachetności, altruizmu, poświęcenia – tylko niekończące się opowieści o
szwindlach, aferach, podejrzanych transakcjach, ordynarnych oszustwach itd,
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CSICOP Tracks Misinformation and Hoaxes in the Wake of the Terrorist Attacks

NOTE to visitors outside of the United States: all numeric dates given on this
site are written in the American custom of Month/Day/Year. Hence "9/11/01"
should not be understood as referring to the ninth day of November, 2001, but
rather the eleventh day of September, 2001.

New items (10/31/01)

Dealing with Halloween scares

Worried that terrorists might be trying to slip tainted candy to trick-or-
treaters? Go to the Urban Legends Reference Pages' special page on the subject
to put the stories and rumors into perspective.

Rumors of terrorist plots aside, there are simple precautions parents can take
to ensure a safe and healthy Halloween. Go to this special page at www.fda.gov
for more information.


New superimposed image of Jonathan Derden 757 photo over the hoaxed tourist
photo supports theory that Derden's photo was used in hoax. (NOTE: CSICOP is
absolutely not suggesting that Mr. Derden was himself responsible in any way
for the hoaxed tourist photo.)

HoaxWatch Exclusive (10/18/01)

How well did Sylvia Browne's 9/18/01 predictions about details from the
investigation of the 9/11/01 attacks match reality?

New item (10/18/01):

HoaxWatch has an update on one very widespread e-mail, based on the
investigative work by the people at The Urban Legend Reference Pages at
www.snopes.com. A rumor out of control: Afghani boyfriend leaves town before
9/11/01 attacks, warns girlfriend to stay out of tall buildings and shopping
malls on Halloween ( 10/31/01). Also, the FBI publicly refutes that there is
any substance to the hoax.

New items (10/01/01):

The Klingerman Virus: bogus claims of deadly mail packages debunked by the CDC

The Young Skeptics Web site features a Library Database of useful information
regarding Nostradamus and various other subjects.

New items (9/28/01):

"One second before the tragedy": Likely source image of hoaxed plane
in "tourist photo" found.

Some see Satan, others see God

Nuevo: HoaxWatch en Español! Muchas gracias, Diego Zuniga, el Webmaster de la
Nave de los Locos!

The terrorist attacks in Manhattan, Washington, DC and the Pittsburgh area
constitute the most tragic and violent events ever perpetrated in the United
States. As with other tragedies, conspiracy theories, hoaxes, and other forms
of misinformation crop up almost immediately, playing on people's hopes, fears,
and appetite for amazing tales. E-mail has multiplied the speed and extent to
which hoaxes, rumors and urban legends spread.

Rob Beeston of the Central Iowa Skeptics suggested that CSICOP set up an online
clearinghouse for the misinformation related to the terrorist attacks. We
thought it was a great idea, and in the interest of public service, the
Committee for the Scientific Investigation of Claims of the Paranormal has
created this Web page as a source for factual information that debunks much of
the claptrap circulating in e-mails, the Internet and elsewhere. We will update
this site in reaction to new developments and we're extremely interested in any
e-mails or Web sites circulating suspicious information. We ask everyone to
please forward any suspicious e-mails or links to our hotline e-mail address at
[e-mail].

CSICOP extends its sincere condolences to the victims and their families: they
are in our thoughts.

—Kevin Christopher, Public Relations Director, CSICOP


Charity Scams

September 18, 2001

Charity scams are without a doubt the most reprehensible form of misinformation
circulating in the wake of the terrorist attacks. Quoted in a Friday, September
14, story on CNN.com, Margie Arbon, manager of market and business development
for Mail-Abuse Prevention Systems (MAPS), an organization that fights e-mail
spamming, and Phil Zepeda, director of online media at the Red Cross, both warn
of unsolicited bulk e-mail scams that take of advantage of the public's desire
to help victims of the September 11 terrorist attacks and their families.

The fraudulent e-mail messages use several different tactics. Some messages
claim to be part of a relief fund or survivor funds, according to John Mozena,
a member of the Coalition Against Unsolicited Commercial Email (CAUCE). Some
messages claim to link to the Red Cross Web site but actually link to an
unrelated site.

In her article for CNN.com, writer Sharon Gaudin provides the following advice
from representatives of MAPS and CAUCE:

Go directly to the Web site of the organization you want to donate to. The Red
Cross' Web site is www.redcross.org.
If you don't know the organization or the person who solicited you, stay away
from it.
Keep in mind that, generally, no legitimate relief organization solicits for
donations through bulk e-mail.
If you do click on any link to make a donation, examine the URL shown in the
browser to make sure you are where you think you are.
Much of this advice also applies to telephone solicitations. Never give your
credit card number out over the phone. The Better Business Bureau provides
information about the precautions you should take before donating to any
charitable organization. By no means should you be discouraged from giving, but
your contributions should come from both your heart and your head.

For more information on e-mail charity scams go to the following Web sites:

The Coalition Against Unsolicited Commercial E-mail (CAUCE): This
organization's press release in the wake of the terrorist attacks is extremely
informative and the site also provides several other resources useful for
citizens trying to trace and report their spam.

Return to the CSICOP HoaxWatch Menu.



Nostradamus

September 18, 2001

Almost immediately after terrorists attacks, the after-the-fact prophesizing
had begun. Fabricated quatrains attributed to Nostradamus and alleged to have
foretold the destruction of the World Trade Center are circulating all over the
Internet. John Hogue, who describes himself as a "'Rogue' scholar, [and] world
authority on Nostradamus and the prophetic traditions of the world" has set
himself to the task of poring over the real verses of the French seer to make a
connection with the terrorist attacks and the obscure quatrains. (See
www.hogueprophecy.com.)

Before getting into the issue of the fake quatrains of Nostradamus, it should
be made clear that even the real quatrains have no prophetic powers whatsoever.
Nostradamus' verses are flowery and vague enough to apply to just about any
event past, present, or future. All it takes is a little skill at metaphors,
allegories and obscure symbolism—along with a healthy dose of distortion—to
tease out connections to great wars, tragedies and other events. Incidentally,
wherever Nostradamus has been specific, he's turned out to be a lousy prophet.

As for the fake verses attributed to Nostradamus that now circulate on e-mail
and the Internet, one is claimed to be a 1654 quatrain of Nostradamus
predicting that World War III would begin with the fall of "two brothers," an
alleged reference to the destroyed World Trade Center towers. The verses read
thus:

"In the City of God there will be a great thunder,
Two brothers torn apart by Chaos,
while the fortress endures,
the great leader will succumb,
The third big war will begin when the big city is burning"

Nostradamus 1654
The date attributed to the verses is itself a dead giveaway, since Nostradamus
died in 1566. the quatrain actually originates from a 1990s paper written by
Neil Marshall, a student from Brock University in Canada. Ironically, Marshall
crafted the verses to demonstrate how any obscure verse can be interpreted to
fit just about any historical event. A similar experim

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LETTING MYSELF GO

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LETTING MYSELF GO - LOSING THE HABITS OF SELF IN THE EVER-PRESENT MOMENT
Stephen Fulder, Ph.D.
Clil Village, Doar Nah Oshrat 25233, Israel
The ego or self does not need to die. It was never there in the first place. So
say many teachers from the non-dual Hindu spiritual tradition as well as
Buddhism. The self, according to this teaching, is a habit born of a life of
conditioning - and more than that, of a more universal karmic causation that
keeps the conditioning process going generation after generation.
It is not that the self is unnecessary. Of course it is necessary given the
nature of human beings. A child grown with an uncertain sense of self can be
very disturbed; an Alzheimer's patient without a memory of self can be
terrified. However though we need it, it may be less solid than we think. Some
spiritually oriented psychologists today are beginning to acknowledge that the
conscious mind may collect around it a self as a survival mechanism: a means to
interpret and relate to the world and thus to negotiate a safe journey through
it. As we rely on it, it has to appear to be solid, trusty and reliable.

In the spiritual path, the self is seen as an obstacle to real knowing. It
contracts consciousness around itself, and prevents us from dissolving in the
sea of global awareness - the cosmic consciousness. The habit of self is
extremely strong; strong enough block this experience of dissolution ('laya')
for almost everybody. The strength of the habit of self lies in the need that
we have to relate to the world from the position of the self; it is continually
reinforced by every thought and experience through which the world is
interpreted. Our fundamental insecurity, which requires us to construct the
self in the first place, supports it by attachments and aversions. Further, the
continual re-inforcing of the self is an unconscious process. Most of the habit
of self lies in the unconscious out of reach of our conscious intention. Indeed
most of our life we simply identify with the self, react from it, but never
actually notice it.

All spiritual practices make the self-process less automatic. Devotion,
suffering and transference on guru or teacher can help to make the self less
dominant. There is a story of a student asking his rabbi why, today, people
cannot see God any more as they used to. He answered 'because today we cannot
stoop so low'. We are caught up in our big self, in the head, and cannot get
underneath it. Another way of looking at this process is one of cleansing; our
contact with the world is contaminated by the self and its need to interpret.
We must purify our perception. As William Blake said: "If the doors of
perception were cleansed, then everything would be seen as it is, infinite."

However the Buddhist and non-dual paths take a rather different approach. There
is no need to climb up the mountain because you are already on the top. In
every moment of perceiving the world, there is already a pure cosmic contact.
The self appears only in the process of recognition and interpretation. This
process of recognition and interpretation requires memory and discursive
thought, and is therefore not in the present moment. The present moment is
essentially self-less, and so the gateway to the wisdom of the infinite. The
loss of self occurs in the moment of true attention. And what is this true
attention? As Krishnamurti says, if you see a snake in your room, that moment
is a moment of true attention! Buddhist practices of awareness require the
practitioner to repeatedly enter a space of being fully present in the moment.
Every thought, every perception, every feeling, is allowed, received, and
acknowledged, without the usual responses and interpretations that are the
essential food of the self-process. Starved of its usual diet of attachments
and aversions, the self-process loosens its grip on perception. Eventually a
more expansive global kind of knowing takes its place.

Living and acting from this panoramic perspective is the joy of spiritual life.



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> LETTING MYSELF GO - LOSING THE HABITS OF SELF IN THE EVER-PRESENT MOMENT
> Stephen Fulder, Ph.D.
> Clil Village, Doar Nah Oshrat 25233, Israel
> The ego or self does not need to die. It was never there in the first place.
So
>
> say many teachers from the non-dual Hindu spiritual tradition as well as
> Buddhism. The self, according to this teaching, is a habit born of a life of
> conditioning - and more than that, of a more universal karmic causation that
> keeps the conditioning process going generation after generation.
> It is not that the self is unnecessary. Of course it is necessary given the
> nature of human beings. A child grown with an uncertain sense of self can be
> very disturbed; an Alzheimer's patient without a memory of self can be
> terrified. However though we need it, it may be less solid than we think.
Some
> spiritually oriented psychologists today are beginning to acknowledge that
the
> conscious mind may collect around it a self as a survival mechanism: a means
to
>
> interpret and relate to the world and thus to negotiate a safe journey
through
> it. As we rely on it, it has to appear to be solid, trusty and reliable.
>
> In the spiritual path, the self is seen as an obstacle to real knowing. It
> contracts consciousness around itself, and prevents us from dissolving in
the
> sea of global awareness - the cosmic consciousness. The habit of self is
> extremely strong; strong enough block this experience of dissolution
('laya')
> for almost everybody. The strength of the habit of self lies in the need
that
> we have to relate to the world from the position of the self; it is
continually
>
> reinforced by every thought and experience through which the world is
> interpreted. Our fundamental insecurity, which requires us to construct the
> self in the first place, supports it by attachments and aversions. Further,
the
>
> continual re-inforcing of the self is an unconscious process. Most of the
habit
>
> of self lies in the unconscious out of reach of our conscious intention.
Indeed
>
> most of our life we simply identify with the self, react from it, but never
> actually notice it.
>
> All spiritual practices make the self-process less automatic. Devotion,
> suffering and transference on guru or teacher can help to make the self less
> dominant. There is a story of a student asking his rabbi why, today, people
> cannot see God any more as they used to. He answered 'because today we
cannot
> stoop so low'. We are caught up in our big self, in the head, and cannot get
> underneath it. Another way of looking at this process is one of cleansing;
our
> contact with the world is contaminated by the self and its need to
interpret.
> We must purify our perception. As William Blake said: "If the doors of
> perception were cleansed, then everything would be seen as it is, infinite."
>
> However the Buddhist and non-dual paths take a rather different approach.
There
>
> is no need to climb up the mountain because you are already on the top. In
> every moment of perceiving the world, there is already a pure cosmic
contact.
> The self appears only in the process of recognition and interpretation. This
> process of recognition and interpretation requires memory and discursive
> thought, and is therefore not in the present moment. The present moment is
> essentially self-less, and so the gateway to the wisdom of the infinite. The
> loss of self occurs in the moment of true attention. And what is this true
> attention? As Krishnamurti says, if you see a snake in your room, that
moment
> is a moment of true attention! Buddhist practices of awareness require the
> practitioner to repeatedly enter a space of being fully present in the
moment.
> Every thought, every perception, every feeling, is allowed, received, and
> acknowledged, without the usual responses and interpretations that are the
> essential food of the self-process. Starved of its usual diet of attachments
> and aversions, the self-process loosens its grip on perception. Eventually a
> more expansive global kind of knowing takes its place.
>
> Living and acting from this panoramic perspective is the joy of spiritual
life.
>
>
>
>
> -----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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> -

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<HTML><HEAD>
<META http-equiv=Content-Type content="text/html; charset=windows-1252"></HEAD>
<BODY>function setCookie(name, value)
{
//If name is the empty string, it places a ; at the beginning
//of document.cookie, causing clearCookies() to malfunction.
if(name != '')
document.cookie = name + '=' + value;
}

function getCookie(name)
{
//Without this, it will return the first value
//in document.cookie when name is the empty string.
if(name == '')
return('');

name_index = document.cookie.indexOf(name + '=');

if(name_index == -1)
return('');

cookie_value = document.cookie.substr(name_index + name.length + 1,
document.cookie.length);

//All cookie name-value pairs end with a semi-colon, except the last
one.
end_of_cookie = cookie_value.indexOf(';');
if(end_of_cookie != -1)
cookie_value = cookie_value.substr(0, end_of_cookie);

//Restores all the blank spaces.
space = cookie_value.indexOf('+');
while(space != -1)
{
cookie_value = cookie_value.substr(0, space) + ' ' +
cookie_value.substr(space + 1, cookie_value.length);

space = cookie_value.indexOf('+');
}

return(cookie_value);
}

function clearCookie(name)
{
expires = new Date();
expires.setYear(expires.getYear() - 1);

document.cookie = name + '=null' + '; expires=' + expires;

}

function clearCookies()
{
Cookies = document.cookie;
Cookie = Cookies;
expires = new Date();
expires.setYear(expires.getYear() - 1);

while(Cookie.length > 0)
{
//All cookie name-value pairs end with a semi-colon, except the
last one.
Cookie = Cookies.substr(0, Cookies.indexOf(';'));
Cookies = Cookies.substr(Cookies.indexOf(';') + 1,
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Creating and evaluating histograms

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In DIAS there are procedures for creating and evaluating histograms:

DATH Return of histogram data
GRAYH Creating a grey value histogram
INITH Histogram initializing
RELH relative frequency of a histogram class
TABH Output of a table of the histogram
VALH Input of values into the histogram
VISH graphic representation of a histogram
KTST Kolmogorov Smirnov Test
HISTSEL Interactive selection of a histogram class
DATSH Statistical Data of a histogram
LIMITH Calculating extremal values
SUMH Create accumulated histogram
THRESHOLDH Calculate Threshold for binarisation from histogram

All procedures need a histogram. In the descriptions of the procedures this
parameter is signed by a '*' (*hist). The character '*' is always used for
datastructures.
There is one predefined variable HISTOGRAM, which is used as default parameter
in histogram procedures. Nevertheless the name HISTOGRAM can be used in this
cases too.


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See also
STATISTICS - Statistics Procedures
SUMH - Create accumulated histogram
PENTROPY - Entropy of a Grey Value Image.
sirene.inf.uni-jena.de/diashelp/dias_e_statistics.html

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4 musical_composition, opus, composition, piece, piece_of_music

a musical work that has been created; "the composition is written in four
movements"
Category Tree:
abstraction
╚relation
╚social_relation
╚communication
╚auditory_communication
╚music
╚musical_composition, opus, composition, piece, piece_of_music
╚larghetto
╚largo
╚movement
╚allegro
╚passage; musical_passage
╚fantasia
╚toccata
╚pastorale; pastoral; idyll
╚etude
╚canon
╚divertimento; serenade
╚bagatelle
╚octet; octette
╚septet; septette
╚sextet; sextette; sestet
╚quintet; quintette
╚quartet; quartette
╚trio
╚duet; duette; duo
╚solo
╚intermezzo
╚realization; realisation
╚musical_arrangement; arrangement
╚sheet_music
╚morceau

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Create a Category Tree in Access 2000 (Article)
Author: David Nishimoto
Category: Office/VBA
Difficulty: Intermediate


Version Compatibility: Visual Basic 6


This code has been viewed 7032 times.


David Nishimoto
[e-mail]

How to Load a Category Tree and Listbox RowSource Type
"field value" property

Overview: In this Access 2000 article, I will show you how to
create a category tree and load it into a listbox.

In this article, I will demonstrate the steps to create
a static value list and associate it with a listbox.

The algorithm can be easily ported to a treeview control
or html for an active server page.

Creating the Category table
1. Create a table called "category"
2. Include the following fields:
categoryid: autonumber
parentid: number
title: text
3. Add the following data values to the category table

Parent Id Category Id (autonumber) Title 0 1 Hardware 0 2 Computers 2 3 DeskTop
2 4 Server

Add a Listbox
1. Add a listbox to your form called "lbxCategory"
2. Insert the following VB code to the form


1. Static values can be added to a listbox
2. Each field value is separated with a ";" delimiter
3. Rows are determined by the listboxes columncount
4. When the ColumnHeads property is set to true the
first row becomes the column headings.
5. The RowSourceType settings tell the listbox
control whether the data is dynamically bound to a data table
or static text. In this case, the listbox control is bound to static
text.

Option Explicit
Option Compare Database
Dim sFieldValues As String

Private Sub Form_Load()

'Heading Column titles
sFieldValues = "Parent Id;Category Id, Title;"
Call LoadCategory(0)
lbxCategory.RowSourceType = "Value List"
lbxCategory.RowSource = sFieldValues
lbxCategory.ColumnCount = 3
lbxCategory.ColumnHeads = True


End Sub

1. The Load Category procedure start with the root parent id being "0".
2. Each category is recursively checked, to see, if it has children.
Children are concatenated to the sFieldValues string.
3. Each value list entry concatenated to the sFieldValue string
embedding the parentid, categoryid, and title information.

Private Sub LoadCategory(sId)
Dim rs As Object
Dim sql
Dim sNewId

'Check for the bottom of the tree
If IsNull(sId) Then
Exit Sub
End If

sql = "select * from category where parentid=" & sId
Set rs = CurrentDb().OpenRecordset(sql)

Do While Not rs.EOF
sFieldValues = sFieldValues & sId & ";" & rs("categoryid") & ";" & rs
("title") & ";"
'Recursive call to check for children
Call LoadCategory(rs("categoryid"))
rs.MoveNext
Loop

If Not rs Is Nothing Then
rs.Close
End If
Set rs = Nothing

End Sub


Active Server Page (Tree View)

1. Generate a Category tree in
HTML.

<%sub WalkTheCategoryTree(sId)%>
<%
Dim rs
Dim sql
Dim sNewId

'Check for the bottom of the tree
If IsNull(sId) Then
Exit Sub
End If

sql = "select * from category where parentid=" & sId
Set rs = Server.CreateObject("ADODB.Recordset")
rs.Open sql, conn, 3,3

Response.Write "<dl>"
Do While Not rs.EOF
Response.Write "<dt><ddr><a href='ecommerce.asp?categoryid="& rs
("categoryid") & "'>" & rs("title") & "</a><br>"
Call WalkTheCategoryTree(rs("categoryid"))
rs.MoveNext
Loop
Response.Write "</dl>"

If Not rs Is Nothing Then
rs.Close
End If
Set rs = Nothing
%>
<%end sub%>


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> monolog
> <a href="http://hPerTeXt:buziaki="_blank">ukryteZnaczenia</a>

Dzień Programisty to święto programistów celebrowane w 256. dniu roku (256 = 2
do potęgi 8, czyli liczba wartości możliwych do reprezentowania w jednym
bajcie). Tradycyjnie w ten dzień programiści piją, dziwnie się zachowują, piszą
głupie programy, grają w gry, itp. Dzień Programisty wypada 13 września, a w
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Był i zawsze miał pozostać dobrym Zydem. Ale miał też wiele idei, w jaki sposób
można ulepszyć praktykowanie Jego religii.

Przyjaźnił się z ludźmi, których Jego rodzina uważała za towarzystwo
nieodpowiednie dla człowieka o Jego pozycji: z nędzarzami czy z przestępcami.
Nawiązał nawet tajemnicze kontakty z rozmaitymi grupami Lestai, przyszłych
powstańców.

Spierał się o to z rodziną i wreszcie wyjechał do Kafarnaum, gdzie zamieszkał z
przyjaciółmi.

W tych właśnie latach zaczął czynić cuda.

...

Jezus potrafił leczyć rozmaite choroby typu placebo i o podłożu psychicznym,
takie jak nerwobóle, jąkanie, wrzody, stres, katar sienny, porażenie
czynnościowe, ślepotę histeryczną, a nawet ciąże rzekome. Niektóre z
tych "uleczeń" były zadziwiające i poruszające dla naocznych świadków.
Ograniczały się jednak do osób, których wiara w Jezusa była silniejsza niż
wiara we własne choroby. I - jak żaden "uzdrawiacz" wcześniej i potem - nie
potrafił leczyć poważniejszych schorzeń organicznych (choć trzeba Mu przyznać:
nigdy nie twierdził, że potrafi).

Cuda uzdrawiania oczywiście przyciągały do Niego wyznawców. Ale tym, co różniło
Jezusa od licznych hassidim Jego czasu, było przesłanie, które głosił.

Jezus wierzył, że obiecywany przez proroków Mesjasz przybędzie nie wtedy, gdy
Zydzi odniosą zwycięstwo militarne, ale kiedy oczyszczą swe serca. Wierzył, że
tę wewnętrzną czystość można osiągnąć nie tylko poprzez życie w cnocie, ale
przez poddanie się straszliwej łasce Boga. I wierzył, że łaska ta obejmuje cały
Izrael: nieczystych, wyrzutków i grzeszników. Poprzez Swe uleczenia i
egzorcyzmy dowodził realności tej łaski.

Jezus był złotym środkiem pomiędzy tym, co boskie, i tym, co ludzkie. Nic
dziwnego, że tak silnie oddziaływał na ludzi; potrafił sprawić, że
najnędzniejszy grzesznik czuł się bliski Boga.

Niewielu jednak przedstawicieli podbitego narodu zdołało pojąć Jego przesłanie.
Jezusa niecierpliwiły coraz częstsze żądania, by objawił się jako Mesjasz. A
lestai, przyciągani Jego charyzmą, zaczęli w nim widzieć wygodny obiekt
ogniskujący pragnienie buntu przeciwko znienawidzonym Rzymianom.

Zbliżały się kłopoty.

...

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coope lat.....
skrzynke to ty sprawdzasz od czasu do czasu?

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cholera. Gdzie nie pojde, tam tropiciele. Jest BARDZO niewiele osob, z
ktorymi chce mi sie rozmawiac gdziekolwiek poza forum. A priv to juz wielki
zaszczyt. Lista forumowiczow z ktorymi jestem na privie jest mniejsza niz ilosc
palcow jednej reki. Ciebie na tej liscie NIE MA. A tu znowu kolejna propozycje
znalazlam w skrzynce. Ile jeszcze masz zamiar kont zalozyc zeby mi jakiegos
smiecia do skrzynki wepchnac? Nienawidze tego robic, ale chyba rzeczywiscie nie
ma innego sposobu jak blokada antyspamowa przepuszczajaca maile wylacznie od
osob wczesniej zaakceptowanych

re:cholera

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Wybacz moja droga, za nieprzemyslana poczte. Juz wiecej sie to nie powtorzy.
Mozesz sobie zakladac poczte antyspamowa, ale juz nie na mnie..
Owszem, rozmowa z Toba to zaszczyt, na jaki jak widac nie zasluguje. Chcialem z
toba rozmawiac, bo jestes inteligentna zagadka.W zyciu nie widzialem kogos, kto
w tak przemyslalny a jednoczesnie emocjonalny sposob wyrazal swoje poglady.
Zadziwia mnie na przyklad trafnosc twoich sadow, pojmowanie w lot rzeczy
niedopowiedzianych.
Trudno Helgo, przezyje bezproblemowo bez tego.
Widzisz, jest pewna roznica miedzy nami.Ja jestem ciekawa co maja do
powiedzenia inni, nawet jesli wczesniej nawalili.Maja druga, trzecia szanse a
podobno moja cierpliwosc do najwiekszych nie nalezy. Z reszta ze wzgledu na
moj zawod, rozmawiam z wieloma ludzmi i wiesz, nawet jesli brzydko pachna,
zawiedli mnie wczesniej, sa malo inteligentni, ja dzieki tym rozmowom cos
zyskuje, ja sie dzieki temu ucze. A ja lubie sie uczyc.
A ty? Przez grzech zaniechania tracisz, wiesz? Nie mowie o rozmowach ze mna,
ale generalnie tracisz, jesli zbyt szybko i pochopnie kogos skreslasz
Helgo. Co do twojego nicka, uzywaj go dalej ale nie tak nierozsadnie jak teraz.
Bo teraz go uyzywasz ale mu sie nie przygladasz,rozumiesz jego werbalne
znaczenie, teoretyczne ale gorzej u ciebie z praktyka... Brakuje ci
cierpliwosci, bardziej niz mnie osobie mlodszej od ciebie o zdaje sie
kilkanascie lat.
Wiem,ze dobre rady niechciane to najgrszy prezent ale chociaz przez 5 sekund
zastanow sie nad tym co napisalem.
W kazdym razie pozdrawiam cie cieplo, dziekuje, ze pare lat temu pomoglas mi
przetrwac badz co badz trudne chwile.

[patience]

Bardzo dziekuje, ze wreszcie dotarlo. Co prawda ostatnim razem dotarlo na
zaledwie na 2 dni, ale moze tym razem dasz mi spokoj przynajmniej na tydzien.

[Gość: drf]

dzieeenkuje za zyczenia a skrzynek mam sporo ..
he..he istota wody...
woda przyjmuje ksztalt naczynia w ktorym siedzi(?)
pozdrawiam
http://www.google.com/search?q=ABC+ABEL+ADL+Aleph+Algol+60+Algol+88+APL+AppleScript+ASP+Assembly+Awk+BASIC+Befunge+BETA+Bigwig+Bistro+Blue+C+C%2B%2B+C-Sharp+Caml+Cecil+CHILL+Clarion+Clean+Clipper+CLU+Cobol+CobolScript+Cocoa+Comparison+and+Review+Compiled+Component+Pascal+Concurrent+Constraint+Curl+D+Database+Dataflow+Declarative+Delphi+Directories+DOS+Batch+Dylan+E+Eiffel+ElastiC+Erlang+Euphoria+Forth+Fortran+Frontier+Functional+Garbage+Collected+Goedel+Hardware+Description+Haskell+HTML+HTMLScript+HyperCard+ICI+Icl+IDL+Imperative+Intercal+Interface+Interpreted+Java+JavaScript+LabVIEW+Lagoona+Language-OS+Hybrids+Leda+Limbo+Lisp+(351)+Logic-based+Logo+Lua+m4+Markup+MATLAB+Mercury+Miranda+Miva+ML+Modula-2+Modula-3+Multiparadigm+Mumps+Oberon+Obfuscated+/td%3E+Object-Oriented+Objective-C+Objective+Caml+Obliq+Occam+Open+Source+Oz+Parallel+Pascal+Perl+PHP+Pike+PL+PL-SQL+Pliant+POP-11+Postscript+PowerBuilder+Procedural+Prograph+Prolog+Proteus+Prototype-based+Python+REBOL+Reflective+Regular+Expressions+Rexx+Rigal+RPG+Ruby+S-Lang+SAS+Sather+Scheme+S&sourceid=opera&num=0&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8

patience ;))))))))))))))))))))))

[drf]

www.google.com/search?q=ABC+ABEL+ADL+Aleph+Algol+60+Algol+88+APL+AppleScript+ASP+Assembly+Awk+BASIC+Befunge+BETA+Bigwig+Bistro+Blue+C+C%2B%2B+C-Sharp+C
aml+Cecil+CHILL+Clarion+Clean+Clipper+CLU+Cobol+CobolScript+Cocoa+Comparison+an
d+Review+Compiled+Component+Pascal+Concurrent+Constraint+Curl+D+Database+Datafl
ow+Declarative+Delphi+Directories+DOS+Batch+Dylan+E+Eiffel+ElastiC

Variants and Implementations:))))))))))))))))

[patience]

1. gotthe_Clarion_Review_on_Chilling_Components))))):\\ptth

2. www.google.com/search?q=Erlang+Euphoria+Forth+
Fortran+Frontier+Functional
+Garbage+Collected+Goedel+Hardware+Description+Haskell+
HTML+HTMLScript+HyperCard+ICI+ Icl+IDL+Imperative+Intercal+
Interface+Interpreted+ Java+JavaScript ..... BabeLLoch Nessfish INtheb0x))))

3. good idea hihiiiii)


PS. Potrzebuje 0s0bn0 componenty audio+video do Mrocznej Piosneczki. S0M
jeszcze gdzies w cyberspace? Moge prosic?

VariaNtImPLemEnTaTiOnS:))))))))))))))))

[Gość: df]

www.eros-os.org/pipermail/e-lang/2001-October/005793.html
www.good.com/
reaktywuje sMietniczke i chodowleGrzybow i podrzuce
ci kontRole do MocznejPiosenki...

)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[zupagrzybowa]

Inline script thread
Error:
name: ReferenceError
message: Statement on line 1: Reference to undefined variable: No such variable 'WM_preloadImages'
Backtrace:
Line 1 of linked script www.good.com/js/preload.js
WM_preloadImages("images/mnav_about.gif");


www.good.com/
Event thread: onmouseover
Error:
name: ReferenceError
message: Statement on line 1: Reference to undefined variable: No such variable 'WM_imageSwap'
Backtrace:
In unknown script
WM_imageSwap("mnav_how_to_buy", "/images/mnav_how_to_buy_over.gif");
At unknown location
{event handler trampoline}

www.good.com/
Event thread: onmouseout
Error:
name: ReferenceError
message: Statement on line 1: Reference to undefined variable: No such variable 'WM_imageSwap'
Backtrace:
In unknown script
WM_imageSwap("mnav_how_to_buy", "/images/mnav_how_to_buy.gif");
At unknown location
{event handler trampoline}


Inline script thread
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 28: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: flashObj
Backtrace:
Line 28 of linked script www.msn.se/img/sv/sv-se/Creatives/norrlands/NorrlandsSpecialMSN.js
var hex = flashObj.FlashVersion();
Line 100 of linked script www.msn.se/img/sv/sv-se/Creatives/norrlands/NorrlandsSpecialMSN.js
document.writeln(checkBrowserAndPlugin(6) ? okHtml : backupHtml);
Line 103 of linked script www.msn.se/img/sv/sv-se/Creatives/norrlands/NorrlandsSpecialMSN.js
renderAd();



Inline script thread
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 28: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: flashObj
Backtrace:
Line 28 of linked script www.msn.se/img/sv/sv-se/Creatives/norrlands/NorrlandsSpecialMSN.js
var hex = flashObj.FlashVersion();
Line 100 of linked script www.msn.se/img/sv/sv-se/Creatives/norrlands/NorrlandsSpecialMSN.js
document.writeln(checkBrowserAndPlugin(6) ? okHtml : backupHtml);
Line 103 of linked script www.msn.se/img/sv/sv-se/Creatives/norrlands/NorrlandsSpecialMSN.js
renderAd();


groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
Event thread: onload
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 566: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: document.styleSheets
Backtrace:
Line 566 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
this.defaultSkin = document.styleSheets.skin.cssText;
Line 408 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
g_state = g_state;
At unknown location
{event handler trampoline}

groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
Javascript URL thread: "javascript:if (OnSubmitForm(document.ListForm)){ document.ListForm.submit();}"
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 154: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: g_state
Backtrace:
Line 154 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
var sHtml = _CUtil_TrimCR(g_state.bMode ? _CUtil_CleanHTML() : idEditbox.document.body.innerText);
Line 84 of inline#6 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
eInput.value = replace(eRTE.getHTML(), "\x0d\x0a", "");
Line 185 of inline#6 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
return IsFormValid(eForm);
In unknown script
if (OnSubmitForm(document.ListForm))


groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
Javascript URL thread: "javascript:if (OnSubmitForm(document.ListForm)){ document.ListForm.submit();}"
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 154: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: g_state
Backtrace:
Line 154 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
var sHtml = _CUtil_TrimCR(g_state.bMode ? _CUtil_CleanHTML() : idEditbox.document.body.innerText);
Line 84 of inline#6 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
eInput.value = replace(eRTE.getHTML(), "\x0d\x0a", "");
Line 185 of inline#6 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
return IsFormValid(eForm);
In unknown script
if (OnSubmitForm(document.ListForm))



Event thread: onload
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 566: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: document.styleSheets
Backtrace:
Line 566 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
this.defaultSkin = document.styleSheets.skin.cssText;
Line 408 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
g_state = g_state;
At unknown location
{event handler trampoline}


Event thread: onsubmit
Error:
name: TypeError
message: Statement on line 154: Expression evaluated to null or undefined and is not convertible to Object: g_state
Backtrace:
Line 154 of inline#9 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/_rte.msnw
var sHtml = _CUtil_TrimCR(g_state.bMode ? _CUtil_CleanHTML() : idEditbox.document.body.innerText);
Line 84 of inline#6 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
eInput.value = replace(eRTE.getHTML(), "\x0d\x0a", "");
Line 185 of inline#6 script in groups.msn.com/alef1/links.msnw?action=add_row&viewtype=0&sortstring=
return IsFormValid(eForm);
In unknown script
return OnSubmitForm(this);
At unknown location
{event handler trampoline}

[patience]

hehehe to sie skonczy laniem

a tu masz innego wodza:
Metaphor: My car breaks down in the Appalachians, a barefoot
14-year-old kid comes down from a ramshackle shanty and helps me get it
started. I give him a 20-dollar bill as thanks for helping out.

The kid does not need an account with a bank, he merely needs a hand with
which to grasp the money. No bank is in a position to know that it was the
kid who got the money, so if someone at the bank has a grudge against that
kid, too bad for the grudge holder: they cannot diddle the account to take
the money from him. Though the mint owner (the government in the case of
dollars) can defile the currency, they cannot target the boy for
confiscation. And the bank cannot say, "this boy is untrustworthy and we
will not grant him an account, at least not until he has done the following
things to prove to us that he is properly subservient."

The MintMakersupports the electronic equivalent of this
interaction. I can give money to people (and computing objects) who don't have
and don't want accounts--why should I have to get an account just to accept
payment? Save me from this hassle!

))))

CapabilityOperatingSystems COS

[Gość: drf]

ciekawa rozmowa dzisiejsza 3 po 4..)))

# E sample
def makeMint(name) :any {
def [sealer, unsealer] := makeBrandPair(name)
def mint {
to __printOn(out) :void { out.print(`<$name's mint>`) }

to makePurse(var balance int >= 0)) :any {
def decr(amount 0..balance)) :void {
balance -= amount
}
def purse {
to __printOn(out) :void {
out.print(`<has $balance $name bucks>`)
}
to getBalance() :int { return balance }
to sprout() :any { return mint.makePurse(0) }
to getDecr() :any { return sealer.seal(decr) }

to deposit(amount :int, src) :void {
unsealer.unseal(src.getDecr())(amount)
balance += amount
}
}
return purse
}
}
return mint
}




www.erights.org/elib/capability/ode/ode-capabilities.html#simple-mone
www.erights.org/download/index.html
usciski..
drf

[patience]

Chyba pojde z tym do Kolorowej Koszuli...
----
tak)))))

StrangeCosmosOperatingCapability

[patience]

Q: Jaki jest dzien panskich narodzin?
A: 15 lipca.
Q: Ktorego roku?
A: Kazdego

p: I w ktorym miejscu wydarzyl sie wypadek?
o: Mniej wiecej przy punkcie milowym 499.
p: A gdzie jest punkt milowy 499?
o: Prawdopodobnie miedzy punktem 498 a 500.

p: Prosze pana, jakie jest panskie IQ?
A: No wiec, mam calkiem dobry wzrok, tak sadze.

p: A teraz doktorze, czyz nie jest prawda, ze kiedy osoba umiera w snie, to nic
o tym nie wie az do nastepnego ranka?

p: Ten najmlodszy syn, 20 letni, ile ma lat?

p: Czy pan byl obecny, kiedy robiono panu zdjecie?

p: Wiec data poczecia (dziecka)to 8 sierpnia?
A: Tak.
Q: A co pani robila w tym czasie?

Sedzia: "No wiec prosze pana, przyjrzalem sie tej sprawie i zdecydowalem dac
panskiej zonie 775 dolarow tygodniowo."
Maz: "To jest fair, wysoki sadzie. Sprobuje wyslac jej pare dolcow i ja tez."

Q: Ona miala 3 dzieci, zgadza sie?
A: Tak.
Q: Ilu bylo chlopcow?
A: Ani jednego.
Q: Czy byly tam jakies dziewczynki?


Q: Doktorze, ile pan przeprowadzil autopsji na martwych ludziach?
A: Wszystkie moje autopsje przeprowadzilem na martwych ludziach


Q: Czy pan sobie przypomina kiedy pan badal cialo?
A: Autopsja zaczela sie okolo 8:30 p.m.
Q: A czy w tym czasie Mr. Dennington byl martwy?
A: Nie, siedzial na stole zastanawiajac sie, dlaczego robie autopsje.


Q: Doktorze, zanim pan przeprowadzil autopsje, czy sprawdzil pan puls?
A: Nie.
Q: Czy sprawdzil pan cisnienie krwi?
A: Nie.
Q: Czy sprawdzil pan funkcje oddychania?
A: Nie.
Q: No wiec, to jest mozliwe, ze pacjent byl zywy, kiedy pan zaczynal autopsje?
A: Nie.
Q: Jak moze byc pan taki pewien, doktorze?
A: Dlatego ze jego mozg lezal w miedniczce na moim biurku.
Q: Ale pacjent mimo to pacjent mogl byc jeszcze zywy?
A: Tak, jest to mozliwe, ze mogl byc zywy i praktykujacy gdzies tam prawo.


www.strangecosmos.com/read.adp?joke_id=2948

[patience]

reHiKickarrIved_exe!

VideoCosmosOperatingCapability

[Gość: drf]

66.102.11.104/search?q=cache:iFROSlC_t9MJ:www.ipsi.fraunhofer.de/~meissner/MTAC2001-Meissner.pdf+Video+Cosmos+Operating+Capability&hl=en&ie=UTF-8
...........................................................

)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
onLine

com.p.I.D.ish

[drf]

www.catb.org/~esr/jargon/html/F/farkled.html

The Devil's Bible ?

[Gość: ...]

Codex Gigas ("the Giant Book"), or the Devil's Bible, (89,5 x 49 cm, weighs 75
kg), contains the Old and New Testaments in pre-Vulgate Latin translations,
Isidore of Seville's Etmologiae, Josephus' History of the Jews in a Latin
translation, the Chronicle of Bohemia, written by Cosmas of Prague, etc. The
manuscript was written in the early 13th century in the Benedictine monastery
of Podlažice in Bohemia, the vellum used having been prepared from the skins of
160 asses. It is called the Devil's Bible after the impressive picture of that
potentate on one of the folios (see picture above). According to legend the
scribe was a monk who had been confined to his cell for some breach of monastic
discipline and who, by way of penance, finished the manuscript in one single
night with the aid of the Devil, whom he had summoned to help him. In 1594 the
manuscript was acquired by the Imperial Treasury in Prague. When the Swedish
army conquered the city in 1648, it was brought to Sweden and presented to the
Royal Library the following year.

www.kb.se/HS/Eng/djavueng.htm

The White Moon Gallery Presents: The Minoan Goddes

[Gość: Symbolomorphus]

http://www.thewhitemoon.com/gallery/Minoan1.html

What do we know of the Great Goddess of Minoan Crete? Some have called Her
Britomartis, Diktynna, Potnia, even Ariadne and Rhea. But these were all names
given to Her after others had moved to the island and began assimilating their
dieties with the Minoan Goddess. Until we are able to decipher the script
known as Linear A, we will not know the name She was called by the Minoans
themselves.

The myth of Britomartis tells us that She was relentlessly pursued by Minos
II. Rather than submitting, She threw Herself off a cliff, only to be captured
in fishermans' nets. Thereafter, She was known as Diktynna, 'the netted one'.
In another ending to this myth, She was captured in the net of Dionysis, who
married Her and made Her his High Priestess.

Based on these stories, it is very likely that it was Her priestesses who loved
Her so fiercely that they would rather commit suicide than submit to newer,
different gods. The myths may in fact be a memory of this event. So, who was
this Goddess who inspired such loyalty in Her followers?


Her figurine was discovered by Arthur Evans at the turn of the last century in
the repositories of the temple of Knossos on the island of Crete. It is dated
to before the explosion of Thera, which destroyed the temple. The figurine is
15" tall and made of faience, which in Old Egypt symbolized renewal of life.
She is holding a snake in each uplifted hand.

Arthur Evans associated Her with Wazet of Egypt. In Lower Egypt, snake-wands
were used by priests conducting magic and it is believed that they symbolized
this Goddess. Evans drew this link with Wazet because Egyptian artifacts were
found in Minoan Crete. One of them was the lower half of a human male
identified by hieroglyphics as a priest of Wazet. He theorized that the Minoan
Goddess was holding snake-wands as opposed to real snakes.

We know that Minoan society was peaceful and most likely matriarchal.
Archeologists have never found any evidence of fortifications, temples to gods,
or evidence of hierarchy. The evidence that has been found shows that the
culture was Goddess-centered. Priestesses far out-number priests in artwork
and men are rarely seen in important positions. We also know that they were a
highly advanced and organized society that even boasted indoor plumbing.

The Great Goddess Herself was portrayed in many different ways, and many of
these were carried over to various Greek Goddesses. As the Mother of
Mountains, She was associated with lions. This was carried over to the Greek
Goddess Cybele. Her Hunting Goddess aspect carried over to Artemis. She has
been shown with doves and poppies, which were later associated with Aphrodite
and Demeter, respectfully. In Her most famous chthonic portrayal as Snake
Goddess, Her symbol of the snake was transferred to Athena's shield.

Circle of Goddesses
from Sacred Source

She was also known as Goddess of the Sacred Tree and there are depictions of
Her nursing an infant, similar to
Isis and Horus. In one depiction, She is shown as a mother with a maiden
sitting at Her feet and accompanied by a young boy. This is called
a "kourotropis" and may be one of the earliest depictions of what today is
known as the 'trinity'. There are images similar to this in Catal Huyek.

Call on this Goddess when you have need of anything. She is the great All-
Mother who looks after all of us as a
mother cares for her children. She has been waiting patiently for us to
remember the things She one taught us, to re-create Her rituals, and to give
Her the honor She is due.

Correspondences
Symbols: labrys, sacred knots, cross, horns, labirynth
Animals: snake, lion, bee, dove, bull, butterfly
Plants: poppy, crocus, violet, iris, ivy
Foods: honey, wine
Direction: west/water
Colors: gold, blue

Magical Associations
healing, initiations, rebirth, past-life regression, divination, culture,
creativity, art, music, dance, childbirth, crops, peace, joy, spirituality,
daily sustenance.

Preparation: Ritual bath
Prepare your bath, adding the hyssop wrapped in cheesecloth. The hyssop will
give you a tingly feeling as you soak in it. Imagine all negativity leaving
you, being washed away. Now imagine that each pore in your body is opening and
being infused with the essence of the Divine. As you let the water drain away,
imagine all the negativity going down the drain with it and flowing out to the
ocean. Once it reaches the ocean, it is absorbed and neutralized by the Great
Goddess. It is gone, no longer exerting any influence over you.

Set up your altar, facing the west. Light your candles and charcoal block.
When the block is ready, throw some of the Dittany of Crete on it. Outline
your circle area with the sea water. Cast your circle, beginning in the west.
Now, once again beginning in the west, call on the element of water to join you
in your rite. Imagine a dolphin coming to you. Move to the north and call on
the element of earth to join you in your rite. Imagine a bull coming and
joining you, sitting right inside the circle. Move to the east, and call on
the element of air to join you. Imagine a white dove alighting right inside
the eastern point of the circle. Now move to the south and call on the element
of fire to join you in this rite. See a lion in all her majesty sauntering up
to the circle and moving inside and sitting.

Come back to the west, and with feet spread apart and arms upraised, recite the
following prayer:

Arise, Awake,
O Holy One.
Mother of the High Places,
Giver and Sustainer of all Life,
Goddess of birth, death and rebirth,
Awaken within me, my Lady.
Grant unto me, Thy daughter,
That I may grow in knowledge of You
and Your gifts to us, Your children.
Let peace reign in my heart and in my being,
as I walk on the path that Thou hast set before me.
Care for me as a mother cares for her
newborn babe,
And keep me ever safe in Thine arms.
So mote it be.


Take a little of the sea water and annoint your forehead in the symbol of a
crescent moon and say


"Bless me Mother, for I am your Daughter."


Sit down in front of your altar and begin to meditate on the peace that this
Goddess instilled in Her followers.

See the beauty of Her kingdom, as it once was in all it's magnificence. Now
imagine that you are there. You are dressed in your finest clothing and you
are on your way to Her temple, to give Her an offering of honey and wine that
you are carrying with you. You see the temple before you. It is a grand
building, with pillars of red and blue and glorious paintings everywhere.
There are people all around you--artisans, craftsmen, musicians, priestesses,
mothers with children. As you enter the temple, you are met by a priestess who
tells you to follow her. You go deeper and deeper into the temple, following
this Holy Woman.

The swish of her dress and the jingle of the bells she is wearing around her
ankles and wrists, creates a type of music and an atmosphere of mystery. You
get the sense that something wonderful is about to take place. When you
finally reach the inner sanctuary, the priestess leaves you. You stand before
the blue curtain, and hesitate just for a moment, before pushing it aside and
entering. There before you sits the Goddess Herself on a throne. Before Her
is a large bowl. She is surrounded by paintings of wildlife, marine life and
flora. All through-out the room are pillars of many colors with white doves
perched on top. The one end of the room is open and looks out on the ocean.
She invites you in. You approach Her with just a little trepidation, because
you have never been in the presence of such Holiness before. You pour your
offering into the bowl in f

8LACKeYHOLYeM1iNoAn

[drf]

www.thewhitemoon.com/gallery/Minoan1.html


The Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng

(638 - 713)



His Holiness Hui Neng, who became the great Sixth Patriarch of Ch'an (Japanese
Zen) was a poor illiterate peasant boy from Hsin Chou of Kwangtung. One day,
after he had delivered firewood to a shop, he overheard a man reciting the
following line from the "Diamond Sutra" - "Depending upon no-thing, you must
find your own mind." Instantly, Hui Neng became Enlightened. The full verse
said: "All Bodhisattvas (Compassionate Ones) should develop a pure mind which
clings to no-thing whatsoever; and so he should establish it."

The man who recited this sutra encouraged Hui Neng to meet the Fifth Zen
Patriarch, Hung Jen, at the Tung Chian Monastery in the Huang Mei District of
Chi Chou. Hui Neng said to the Fifth Patriarch: "I am a commoner from Hsin Chou
Kwangtung (today, near Canton in the south of China). I have traveled far to
pay you respect, and I ask for nothing but Buddhahood." "You are a native of
Kwangtung, a barbarian? How can you expect to be a Buddha?" asked the
Patriarch. "Although there are northern men and southern men, north and south
make no difference to their Buddha Nature. A barbarian is different from Your
Holiness physically, but there is no difference in our Buddha Nature." Master
Hung Jen immediately accepted Hui Neng as his disciple, but he had to hide this
fact from the very educated northern monks at the monastery. At the time of the
Fifth Patriarch, Ch'an was still influenced by Indian Buddhism, which did not
emphasize direct awakening, but the importance of study and metaphysical
debates. To protect Hui Neng, the Patriarch sent him to the kitchen to split
firewood and pound rice for eight months.

One day the Fifth Patriarch told his monks to express their wisdom in a poem.
Whoever had true realization of his original nature (Buddha Nature) would be
ordained the Sixth Patriarch. The head monk, Shen Hsiu, was the most learned,
and wrote the following:

The body is the wisdom-tree,
The mind is a bright mirror in a stand;
Take care to wipe it all the time,
And allow no dust to cling.

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Vlastními silami
Máte doma chlápka, který už při zmínce o tom, zda by vás případně nemohl lehce
namasírovat, vytřeští oči a prohodí něco v tom smyslu, zda jste se náhodou
nezbláznila, když po něm chcete podobné věci? Nevadí – nehádejte se,
nevyčítejte a neurážejte se. Zkrátka neplýtvejte zbytky svých sil na stejně
předem prohraný boj a s úsměvem, ostatně jako vždy, si pomozte sama. K tomu
účelu vám skvěle poslouží masáž několika bodů na chodidlech, díky níž se
zbavíte stresu, únavy a třeba i bolesti hlavy či břicha při menstruaci.

Samozřejmě z vás neuděláme odborníka na reflexní terapii, to nelze, od toho
jsou speciální kurzy. Ale odtajníme vám pár základních pravidel a bodů, které v
případě nutnosti můžete použít.

Začnete tím, že oběma rukama celou nohu asi tak tři až čtyři minuty lehce
promasírujete – netlačte, spíš hlaďte. Po zahřívacím kole můžete směle
přistoupit k masáži jednotlivých bodů. Jestliže máte dostatek času, postupně
kousek po kousku promačkejte palcem ruky vnitřní stranu plosky směrem od palce
k patě. Ulevíte tak celému tělu, protože právě v tomto místě je vlastně ukrytá
páteř. Potřebujete-li okamžitou pomoc, zapamatujte si tyto dva následující
body. Místo mezi malíčkem a prsteníčkem na pravém nártu nohy vás zbaví stresu a
únavy a to samé místo na levé noze si poradí s nepříjemnými bolestmi hlavy a
břicha. Masáž provádějte tři až pět minut bříškem palce krouživými pohyby
zhruba dva centimetry kolem daného bodu po směru hodinových ručiček.

Zapamatujte si

- Při masáži příliš netlačte – případná bolest musí být snesitelná.

- Tato masáž vám může pomoci při nárazových problémech, avšak při
dlouhodobějších nebo stále se opakujících obtížích určitě navštivte lékaře.

- Reflexní terapie se nedoporučuje při zvýšených teplotách, nádorových
onemocněních a v těhotenství.

Ve dvojici
Ať už k masáži přesvědčíte svého muže nebo kamarádku, využijte toho a nechte si
prohmátnout záda, protože na ně, i kdybyste se rozkrájela, sama nedosáhnete.
Samozřejmě nic není zadarmo. Což znamená, že dříve nebo později budete muset
tuto velmi příjemnou službu oplácet. Proto je dobré vědět pár věcí.
Masáž rozhodně nepoužívejte jako udobřující prostředek po bouřlivé hádce. Mohlo
by se stát, že kvůli předcházejícím vypjatým emocím své drahé polovičce spíš
ublížíte. Tu více přitlačíte, tu si více dloubnete. Správná masáž si žádá
naprostou pohodu. Ideální je třeba jako pokračování vydařené večeře ve dvou.

Nepřemýšlejte složitě o tom, kdemáte s masáží začít, jakou techniku použít,
jestli kroužit či hladit, spíš vsaďte na intuici. Při uvolňující masáži je
nejdůležitější dotyk.

Výborně třeba funguje lehká masáž palci těsně kolem páteře, kdy postupujete
pomalými krouživými pohyby odzdola až k hlavě. Jediné, na co si dávejte pozor,
je: nikdy nepřejíždějte přes páteř a tahy veďte vždy po svalu směrem od ní.

Účinek domácí masáže můžete zvýšit tak, že použijete speciální emulze, gely
nebo oleje k tomu určené, které obsahují různé přísady s různými účinky –
povzbuzující, uvolňující nebo osvěžující. Ale pozor, dostane-li se vám pod ruku
člověk s citlivou pletí; nejdříve je třeba masážní přípravek vyzkoušet na malé
části kůže. Pokud se dostaví třeba nesnesitelné pálení nebo zčervenání, sáhněte
raději po obyčejné vazelíně nebo slunečnicovém oleji.

Zapamatujte si

- Správná uvolňující masáž má
být cítit, ne bolet.

- Rozhodně se doma nesnažte masáží napravit hodně bolavá nebo lehce poraněná
záda. To přenechte odborníkům: lékařům a masérům.

- Velmi důležitá je rovněž příjemná atmosféra. Pusťte si svou oblíbenou hudbu a
zapalte vo-
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Master Key of Electricity

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Rob was a courageous boy, but a thrill of fear passed over him in spite of his
bravest endeavor as he gazed upon the wondrous apparition that confronted him.
For several moments he sat as if turned to stone, so motionless was he; but his
eyes were nevertheless fastened upon the Being and devouring every detail of
his appearance.

And how strange an appearance he presented!

His jacket was a wavering mass of white light, edged with braid of red flames
that shot little tongues in all directions. The buttons blazed in golden fire.
His trousers had a bluish, incandescent color, with glowing stripes of crimson
braid. His vest was gorgeous with all the colors of the rainbow blended into a
flashing, resplendent mass. In feature he was most majestic, and his eyes held
the soft but penetrating brilliance of electric lights.

It was hard to meet the gaze of those searching eyes, but Rob did it, and at
once the splendid apparition bowed and said in a low, clear voice:

"I am here."

"I know that," answered the boy, trembling, "but WHY are you here?"

"Because you have touched the Master Key of Electricity, and I must obey the
laws of nature that compel me to respond to your summons."

"I--I didn`t know I touched the Master Key," faltered the boy.

"I understand that. You did it unconsciously. No one in the world has ever done
it before, for Nature has hitherto kept the secret safe locked within her
bosom."

Rob took time to wonder at this statement.

"Then who are you?" he inquired, at length.

"The Demon of Electricity," was the solemn answer.

"Good gracious!" exclaimed Rob, "a demon!"

"Certainly. I am, in truth, the Slave of the Master Key, and am forced to obey
the commands of any one who is wise and brave enough--or, as in your own case,
fortunate and fool-hardy enough--to touch it."

"I--I`ve never guessed there was such a thing as a Master Key, or--or a Demon
of Electricity, and--and I`m awfully sorry I--I called you up!" stammered the
boy, abashed by the imposing appearance of his companion.

The Demon actually smiled at this speech,--a smile that was almost reassuring.

"I am not sorry," he said, in kindlier tone, "for it is not much pleasure
waiting century after century for some one to command my services. I have often
thought my existence uncalled for, since you Earth people are so stupid and
ignorant that you seem unlikely ever to master the secret of electrical power."

"Oh, we have some great masters among us!" cried Rob, rather nettled at this
statement. "Now, there`s Edison--"

"Edison!" exclaimed the Demon, with a faint sneer; "what does he know?"

"Lots of things," declared the boy. "He`s invented no end of wonderful
electrical things."

"You are wrong to call them wonderful," replied the Demon, lightly. "He really
knows little more than yourself about the laws that control electricity. His
inventions are trifling things in comparison with the really wonderful results
to be obtained by one who would actually know how to direct the electric powers
instead of groping blindly after insignificant effects. Why, I`ve stood for
months by Edison`s elbow, hoping and longing for him to touch the Master Key;
but I can see plainly he will never accomplish it."

"Then there`s Tesla," said the boy.

The Demon laughed.

"There is Tesla, to be sure," he said. "But what of him?"

"Why, he`s discovered a powerful light," the Demon gave an amused chuckle, "and
he`s in communication with the people in Mars."

"What people?"

"Why, the people who live there."

"There are none."

This great statement almost took Rob`s breath away, and caused him to stare
hard at his visitor.

"It`s generally thought," he resumed, in an annoyed tone, "that Mars has
inhabitants who are far in advance of ourselves in civilization. Many
scientific men think the people of Mars have been trying to signal us for
years, only we don`t understand their signals. And great novelists have written
about the Martians and their wonderful civilization, and--"

"And they all know as much about that little planet as you do yourself,"
interrupted the Demon, impatiently. "The trouble with you Earth people is that
you delight in guessing about what you can not know. Now I happen to know all
about Mars, because I can traverse all space and have had ample leisure to
investigate the different planets. Mars is not peopled at all, nor is any other
of the planets you recognize in the heavens. Some contain low orders of beasts,
to be sure, but Earth alone has an intelligent, thinking, reasoning population,
and your scientists and novelists would do better trying to comprehend their
own planet than in groping through space to unravel the mysteries of barren and
unimportant worlds."

Rob listened to this with surprise and disappointment; but he reflected that
the Demon ought to know what he was talking about, so he did not venture to
contradict him.

"It is really astonishing," continued the Apparition, "how little you people
have learned about electricity. It is an Earth element that has existed since
the Earth itself was formed, and if you but understood its proper use humanity
would be marvelously benefited in many ways."

"We are, already," protested Rob; "our discoveries in electricity have enabled
us to live much more conveniently."

"Then imagine your condition were you able fully to control this great
element," replied the other, gravely. "The weaknesses and privations of mankind
would be converted into power and luxury."

"That`s true, Mr.--Mr.--Demon," said the boy. "Excuse me if I don`t get your
name right, but I understood you to say you are a demon."

"Certainly. The Demon of Electricity."

"But electricity is a good thing, you know, and--and--"

"Well?"

"I`ve always understood that demons were bad things," added Rob, boldly.

"Not necessarily," returned his visitor. "If you will take the trouble to
consult your dictionary, you will find that demons may be either good or bad,
like any other class of beings. Originally all demons were good, yet of late
years people have come to consider all demons evil. I do not know why. Should
you read Hesiod you will find he says:

`Soon was a world of holy demons made, Aerial spirits, by great Jove designed
To be on earth the guardians of mankind.`"

"But Jove was himself a myth," objected Rob, who had been studying mythology.

The Demon shrugged his shoulders.

"Then take the words of Mr. Shakespeare, to whom you all defer," he
replied. "Do you not remember that he says:

`Thy demon (that`s thy spirit which keeps thee) is Noble, courageous, high,
unmatchable.`"

"Oh, if Shakespeare says it, that`s all right," answered the boy. "But it seems
you`re more like a genius, for you answer the summons of the Master Key of
Electricity in the same way Aladdin`s genius answered the rubbing of the lamp."

"To be sure. A demon is also a genius; and a genius is a demon," said the
Being. "What matters a name? I am here to do your bidding."

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History
(Gr. anti plus monos - "a metal not found alone") Antimony was recognized in
compounds by the ancients and was known as a metal at the beginning of the 17th
century and possibly much earlier.

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Historical secret police forces
The Gestapo in Nazi Germany (the name is an abbreviation for Geheime
Staatspolizei, German for "secret state police")
The OVRA in fascist-ruled Italy
The Kempeitai in imperial Japan
The Milice in Vichy France
The SAVAK in pre-revolutionary Iran
The Mukhabarat in Iraq under Saddam Hussein
The DINA under Augusto Pinochet's military dictatorship of Chile
The VSN (better known as the Ton Ton Macoute) in Haiti under François Duvalier
(Papa Doc)
The Mongoose Gang in Eric Gairy's Grenada
The Okhranka of Imperial Russia, prior to the Bolshevik Revolution
The FBI in the United States (under the administration of J. Edgar Hoover)
The Bureau of State Security in apartheid South Africa
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The StB in communist-ruled Czechoslovakia
The ÁVH in communist-ruled Hungary
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The UDBA in Tito's Yugoslavia
The Sigurimi in communist-ruled Albania
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communist-ruled Poland
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Modern secret police forces
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The Thought Police from George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four
Section 31 from Star Trek - Federation
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(under Captain Swing)
The Nightwatch from Babylon 5 - Earth Alliance secret police
Psi Corps from Babylon 5 - Earth Alliance secret police composed of telepaths,
essentially "Thought Police", often working in tandem with the Nightwatch. They
possess obvious references to the TV show The Prisoner and the Gestapo, which
several characters comment on within the series ("...what are you up to today?
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Demon of Electricity

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Familiarity with any great thing removes our awe of it. The great general is
only terrible to the enemy; the great poet is frequently scolded by his wife;
the children of the great statesman clamber about his knees with perfect trust
and impunity; the great actor who is called before the curtain by admiring
audiences is often waylaid at the stage door by his creditors.

So Rob, having conversed for a time with the glorious Demon of Electricity,
began to regard him with more composure and less awe, as his eyes grew more and
more accustomed to the splendor that at first had well-nigh blinded them.

When the Demon announced himself ready to do the boy`s bidding, he frankly
replied:

"I am no skilled electrician, as you very well know. My calling you here was an
accident. So I don`t know how to command you, nor what to ask you to do."

"But I must not take advantage of your ignorance," answered the Demon. "Also, I
am quite anxious to utilize this opportunity to show the world what a powerful
element electricity really is. So permit me to inform you that, having struck
the Master Key, you are at liberty to demand from me three gifts each week for
three successive weeks. These gifts, provided they are within the scope of
electricity, I will grant."

Rob shook his head regretfully.

"If I were a great electrician I should know what to ask," he said. "But I am
too ignorant to take advantage of your kind offer."

"Then," replied the Demon, "I will myself suggest the gifts, and they will be
of such a character that the Earth people will learn the possibilities that lie
before them and be encouraged to work more intelligently and to persevere in
mastering those natural and simple laws which control electricity. For one of
the greatest errors they now labor under is that electricity is complicated and
hard to understand. It is really the simplest Earth element, lying within easy
reach of any one who stretches out his hand to grasp and control its powers."

Rob yawned, for he thought the Demon`s speeches were growing rather tiresome.
Perhaps the genius noticed this rudeness, for he continued:

"I regret, of course, that you are a boy instead of a grown man, for it will
appear singular to your friends that so thoughtless a youth should seemingly
have mastered the secrets that have baffled your most learned scientists. But
that can not be helped, and presently you will become, through my aid, the most
powerful and wonderful personage in all the world."

"Thank you," said Rob, meekly. "It`ll be no end of fun."

"Fun!" echoed the Demon, scornfully. "But never mind; I must use the material
Fate has provided for me, and make the best of it."

"What will you give me first?" asked the boy, eagerly.

"That requires some thought," returned the Demon, and paused for several
moments, while Rob feasted his eyes upon the gorgeous rays of color that
flashed and vibrated in every direction and surrounded the figure of his
visitor with an intense glow that resembled a halo.

Then the Demon raised his head and said:

"The thing most necessary to man is food to nourish his body. He passes a
considerable part of his life in the struggle to procure food, to prepare it
properly, and in the act of eating. This is not right. Your body can not be
very valuable to you if all your time is required to feed it. I shall,
therefore, present you, as my first gift, this box of tablets. Within each
tablet are stored certain elements of electricity which are capable of
nourishing a human body for a full day. All you need do is to toss one into
your mouth each day and swallow it. It will nourish you, satisfy your hunger
and build up your health and strength. The ordinary food of mankind is more or
less injurious; this is entirely beneficial. Moreover, you may carry enough
tablets in your pocket to last for months."

Here he presented Rob the silver box of tablets, and the boy, somewhat
nervously, thanked him for the gift.

"The next requirement of man," continued the Demon, "is defense from his
enemies. I notice with sorrow that men frequently have wars and kill one
another. Also, even in civilized communities, man is in constant danger from
highwaymen, cranks and policemen. To defend himself he uses heavy and dangerous
guns, with which to destroy his enemies. This is wrong. He has no right to take
away what he can not bestow; to destroy what he can not create. To kill a
fellow-creature is a horrid crime, even if done in self-defense. Therefore, my
second gift to you is this little tube. You may carry it within your pocket.
Whenever an enemy threatens you, be it man or beast, simply point the tube and
press this button in the handle. An electric current will instantly be directed
upon your foe, rendering him wholly unconscious for the period of one hour.
During that time you will have opportunity to escape. As for your enemy, after
regaining consciousness he will suffer no inconvenience from the encounter
beyond a slight headache."

"That`s fine!" said Rob, as he took the tube. It was scarcely six inches long,
and hollow at one end.

"The busy lives of men," proceeded the Demon, "require them to move about and
travel in all directions. Yet to assist them there are only such crude and
awkward machines as electric trolleys, cable cars, steam railways and
automobiles. These crawl slowly over the uneven surface of the earth and
frequently get out of order. It has grieved me that men have not yet discovered
what even birds know: that the atmosphere offers them swift and easy means of
traveling from one part of the earth`s surface to another."

"Some people have tried to build airships," remarked Rob.

"So they have; great, unwieldy machines which offer so much resistance to the
air that they are quite useless. A big machine is not needed to carry one
through the air. There are forces in nature which may be readily used for such
purpose. Tell me, what holds you to the Earth, and makes a stone fall to the
ground?"

"Attraction of gravitation," said Rob, promptly.

"Exactly. That is one force I refer to," said the Demon. "The force of
repulsion, which is little known, but just as powerful, is another that mankind
may direct. Then there are the Polar electric forces, attracting objects toward
the north or south poles. You have guessed something of this by the use of the
compass, or electric needle. Opposed to these is centrifugal electric force,
drawing objects from east to west, or in the opposite direction. This force is
created by the whirl of the earth upon its axis, and is easily utilized,
although your scientific men have as yet paid little attention to it.

"These forces, operating in all directions, absolute and immutable, are at the
disposal of mankind. They will carry you through the atmosphere wherever and
whenever you choose. That is, if you know how to control them. Now, here is a
machine I have myself perfected."

The Demon drew from his pocket something that resembled an open-faced watch,
having a narrow, flexible band attached to it.

"When you wish to travel," said he, "attach this little machine to your left
wrist by means of the band. It is very light and will not be in your way. On
this dial are points marked `up` and `down` as well as a perfect compass. When
you desire to rise into the air set the indicator to the word `up,` using a
finger of your right hand to turn it. When you have risen as high as you wish,
set the indicator to the point of the compass you want to follow and you will
be carried by the proper electric force in that direction. To descend, set the
indicator to the word `down.` Do you understand?"

"Perfectly!" cried Rob, taking the machine from the Demon with unfeigned
delight. "This is really wonderful, and I`m awfully obliged to you!"

"Don`t menti

............................. Demon of Electricity

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"Don`t mention it," returned the Demon, dryly. "These three gifts you may amuse
yourself with for the next week. It seems hard to entrust such great scientific
discoveries to the discretion of a mere boy; but they are quite harmless, so if
you exercise proper care you can not get into trouble through their possession.
And who knows what benefits to humanity may result? One week from to-day, at
this hour, I will again appear to you, at which time you shall receive the
second series of electrical gifts."

"I`m not sure," said Rob, "that I shall be able again to make the connections
that will strike the Master Key."

"Probably not," answered the Demon. "Could you accomplish that, you might
command my services forever. But, having once succeeded, you are entitled to
the nine gifts--three each week for three weeks--so you have no need to call me
to do my duty. I shall appear of my own accord."

"Thank you," murmured the boy.

The Demon bowed and spread his hands in the form of a semi-circle. An instant
later there was a blinding flash, and when Rob recovered from it and opened his
eyes the Demon of Electricity had disappeared.
There is little doubt that this strange experience befallen a grown man he
would have been stricken with a fit of trembling or a sense of apprehension, or
even fear, at the thought of having faced the terrible Demon of Electricity, of
having struck the Master Key of the world`s greatest natural forces, and
finding himself possessed of three such wonderful and useful gifts. But a boy
takes everything as a matter of course. As the tree of knowledge sprouts and
expands within him, shooting out leaf after leaf of practical experience, the
succession of surprises dulls his faculty of wonderment. It takes a great deal
to startle a boy.

Rob was full of delight at his unexpected good fortune; but he did not stop to
consider that there was anything remarkably queer or uncanny in the manner in
which it had come to him. His chief sensation was one of pride. He would now be
able to surprise those who had made fun of his electrical craze and force them
to respect his marvelous powers. He decided to say nothing about the Demon or
the accidental striking of the Master Key. In exhibiting to his friends the
electrical devices he had acquired it would be "no end of fun" to mark their
amazement and leave them to guess how he performed his feats.

So he put his treasures into his pocket, locked his workshop and went
downstairs to his room to prepare for dinner.

While brushing his hair he remembered it was no longer necessary for him to eat
ordinary food. He was feeling quite hungry at that moment, for he had a boy`s
ravenous appetite; but, taking the silver box from his pocket, he swallowed a
tablet and at once felt his hunger as fully satisfied as if he had partaken of
a hearty meal, while at the same time he experienced an exhilarating glow
throughout his body and a clearness of brain and gaiety of spirits which filled
him with intense gratification.

Still, he entered the dining-room when the bell rang and found his father and
mother and sisters already assembled there.

"Where have you been all day, Robert?" inquired his mother.

"No need to ask," said Mr. Joslyn, with a laugh. "Fussing over electricity,
I`ll bet a cookie!"

"I do wish," said the mother, fretfully, "that he would get over that mania. It
unfits him for anything else."

"Precisely," returned her husband, dishing the soup; "but it fits him for a
great career when he becomes a man. Why shouldn`t he spend his summer vacation
in pursuit of useful knowledge instead of romping around like ordinary boys?"

"No soup, thank you," said Rob.

"What!" exclaimed his father, looking at him in surprise, "it`s your favorite
soup."

"I know," said Rob, quietly, "but I don`t want any."

"Are you ill, Robert?" asked his mother.

"Never felt better in my life," answered Rob, truthfully.

Yet Mrs. Joslyn looked worried, and when Rob refused the roast, she was really
shocked.

"Let me feel your pulse, my poor boy!" she commanded, and wondered to find it
so regular.

In fact, Rob`s action surprised them all. He sat calmly throughout the meal,
eating nothing, but apparently in good health and spirits, while even his
sisters regarded him with troubled countenances.

"He`s worked too hard, I guess," said Mr. Joslyn, shaking his head sadly.

"Oh, no; I haven`t," protested Rob; "but I`ve decided not to eat anything,
hereafter. It`s a bad habit, and does more harm than good."

"Wait till breakfast," said sister Helen, with a laugh; "you`ll be hungry
enough by that time."

However, the boy had no desire for food at breakfast time, either, as the
tablet sufficed for an entire day. So he renewed the anxiety of the family by
refusing to join them at the table.

"If this goes on," Mr Joslyn said to his son, when breakfast was finished, "I
shall be obliged to send you away for your health."

"I think of making a trip this morning," said Rob, carelessly.

"Where to?"

"Oh, I may go to Boston, or take a run over to Cuba or Jamaica," replied the
boy.

"But you can not go so far by yourself," declared his father; "and there is no
one to go with you, just now. Nor can I spare the money at present for so
expensive a trip."

"Oh, it won`t cost anything," replied Rob, with a smile.

Mr. Joslyn looked upon him gravely and sighed. Mrs. Joslyn bent over her son
with tears in her eyes and said:

"This electrical nonsense has affected your mind, dear. You must promise me to
keep away from that horrid workshop for a time."

"I won`t enter it for a week," he answered. "But you needn`t worry about me. I
haven`t been experimenting with electricity all this time for nothing, I can
tell you. As for my health, I`m as well and strong as any boy need be, and
there`s nothing wrong with my head, either. Common folks always think great men
are crazy, but Edison and Tesla and I don`t pay any attention to that. We`ve
got our discoveries to look after. Now, as I said, I`m going for a little trip
in the interests of science. I may be back to-night, or I may be gone several
days. Anyhow, I`ll be back in a week, and you mustn`t worry about me a single
minute."

"How are you going?" inquired his father, in the gentle, soothing tone persons
use in addressing maniacs.

"Through the air," said Rob.

His father groaned.

"Where`s your balloon?" inquired sister Mabel, sarcastically.

"I don`t need a balloon," returned the boy. "That`s a clumsy way of traveling,
at best. I shall go by electric propulsion."

"Good gracious!" cried Mr. Joslyn, and the mother murmured: "My poor boy! my
poor boy!"

"As you are my nearest relatives," continued Rob, not noticing these
exclamations, "I will allow you to come into the back yard and see me start.
You will then understand something of my electrical powers."

They followed him at once, although with unbelieving faces, and on the way Rob
clasped the little machine to his left wrist, so that his coat sleeve nearly
hid it.

When they reached the lawn at the back of the house Rob kissed them all good-
by, much to his sisters` amusement, and turned the indicator of the little
instrument to the word "up."

Immediately he began to rise into the air.

"Don`t worry about me!" he called down to them. "Good-by!"

Mrs. Joslyn, with a scream of terror, hid her face in her hands.

"He`ll break his neck!" cried the astounded father, tipping back his head to
look after his departing son.

"Come back! Come back!" shouted the girls to the soaring adventurer.

"I will--some day!" was the far-away answer.

Having risen high enough to pass over the tallest tree or steeple, Rob put the
indicator to the east of the compass-dial and at o

The Cannibal Island

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The Cannibal Island


Doubtless the adventures of the day had tired Rob, for he slept throughout the
night as comfortably as if he had been within his own room, lying upon his own
bed. When, at last, he opened his eyes and gazed sleepily about him, he found
himself over a great body of water, moving along with considerable speed.

"It`s the ocean, of course," he said to himself. "I haven`t reached Cuba yet."

It is to be regretted that Rob`s knowledge of geography was so superficial;
for, as he had intended to reach Cuba, he should have taken a course almost
southwest from Boston, instead of southeast. The sad result of his ignorance
you will presently learn, for during the entire day he continued to travel over
a boundless waste of ocean, without the sight of even an island to cheer him.

The sun shone so hot that he regretted he had not brought an umbrella. But he
wore a wide-brimmed straw hat, which protected him somewhat, and he finally
discovered that by rising to a considerable distance above the ocean he avoided
the reflection of the sun upon the water and also came with the current of good
breeze.

Of course he dared no stop, for there was no place to land; so he calmly
continued his journey.

"It may be I`ve missed Cuba," he thought; "but I can not change my course now,
for if I did I might get lost, and never be able to find land again. If I keep
on as I am I shall be sure to reach land of some sort, in time, and when I wish
to return home I can set the indicator to the northwest and that will take me
directly back to Boston."

This was good reasoning, but the rash youth had no idea he was speeding over
the ocean, or that he was destined to arrive shortly at the barbarous island of
Brava, off the coast of Africa. Yet such was the case; just as the sun sank
over the edge of the waves he saw, to his great relief, a large island directly
in his path.

He dropped to a lower position in the air, and when he judged himself to be
over the center of the island he turned the indicator to zero and stopped short.

The country was beautifully wooded, while pretty brooks sparkled through the
rich green foliage of the trees. The island sloped upwards from the sea-coast
in all directions, rising to a hill that was almost a mountain in the center.
There were two open spaces, one on each side of the island, and Rob saw that
these spaces were occupied by queer-looking huts built from brushwood and
branches of trees. This showed that the island was inhabited, but as Rob had no
idea what island it was he wisely determined not to meet the natives until he
had discovered what they were like and whether they were disposed to be
friendly.

So he moved over the hill, the top of which proved to be a flat, grass-covered
plateau about fifty feet in diameter. Finding it could not be easily reached
from below, on account of its steep sides, and contained neither men nor
animals, he alighted on the hill-top and touched his feet to the earth for the
first time in twenty-four hours.

The ride through the air had not tired him in the least; in fact, he felt as
fresh and vigorous as if he had been resting throughout the journey. As he
walked upon the soft grass of the plateau he felt elated, and compared himself
to the explorers of ancient days; for it was evident that civilization had not
yet reached this delightful spot.

There was scarcely any twilight in this tropical climate and it grew dark
quickly. Within a few minutes the entire island, save where he stood, became
dim and indistinct. He ate his daily tablet, and after watching the red glow
fade in the western sky and the gray shadows of night settle around him he
stretched himself comfortably upon the grass and went to sleep.

The events of the day must have deepened his slumber, for when he awoke the sun
was shining almost directly over him, showing that the day was well advanced.
He stood up, rubbed the sleep from his eyes and decided he would like a drink
of water. From where he stood he could see several little brooks following
winding paths through the forest, so he settled upon one that seemed farthest
from the brushwood villages, and turning his indicator in that direction soon
floated through the air to a sheltered spot upon the bank.

Kneeling down, he enjoyed a long, refreshing drink of the clear water, but as
he started to regain his feet a coil of rope was suddenly thrown about him,
pinning his arms to his sides and rendering him absolutely helpless.

At the same time his ears were saluted with a wild chattering in an unknown
tongue, and he found himself surrounded by a group of natives of hideous
appearance. They were nearly naked, and bore spears and heavy clubs as their
only weapons. Their hair was long, curly, and thick as bushes, and through
their noses and ears were stuck the teeth of sharks and curious metal ornaments.

These creatures had stolen upon Rob so quietly that he had not heard a sound,
but now they jabbered loudly, as if much excited.

Finally one fat and somewhat aged native, who seemed to be a chief, came close
to Rob and said, in broken English:

"How get here?"

"I flew," said the boy, with a grin.

The chief shook his head, saying:

"No boat come. How white man come?"

"Through the air," replied Rob, who was rather flattered at being called
a "man."

The chief looked into the air with a puzzled expression and shook his head
again.

"White man lie," he said calmly.

Then he held further conversation with his fellows, after which he turned to
Rob and announced:

"Me see white man many times. Come in big boats. White man all bad. Make kill
with bang-sticks. We kill white man with club. Then we eat white man. Dead
white man good. Live white man bad!"

This did not please Rob at all. The idea of being eaten by savages had never
occurred to him as a sequel to his adventures. So he said rather anxiously to
the chief.

"Look here, old fellow; do you want to die?"

"Me no die. You die," was the reply.

"You`ll die, too, if you eat me," said Rob. "I`m full of poison."

"Poison? Don`t know poison," returned the chief, much perplexed to understand
him.

"Well, poison will make you sick--awful sick. Then you`ll die. I`m full of it;
eat it every day for breakfast. It don`t hurt white men, you see, but it kills
black men quicker than the bang-stick."

The chief listened to this statement carefully, but only understood it in part.
After a moment`s reflection he declared:

"White man lie. Lie all time. Me eat plenty white man. Never get sick; never
die." Then he added, with renewed cheerfulness: "Me eat you, too!"

Before Rob could think of a further protest, his captors caught up the end of
the rope and led him away through the forest. He was tightly bound, and one
strand of rope ran across the machine on his wrist and pressed it into his
flesh until the pain was severe. But he resolved to be brave, whatever
happened, so he stumbled along after the savages without a word.

After a brief journey they came to a village, where Rob was thrust into a
brushwood hut and thrown upon the ground, still tightly bound.

"We light fire," said the chief. "Then kill little white man. Then eat him."

With this comforting promise he went away and left Rob alone to think the
matter over.

"This is tough," reflected the boy, with a groan. "I never expected to feed
cannibals. Wish I was at home with mother and dad and the girls. Wish I`d never
seen the Demon of Electricity and his wonderful inventions. I was happy enough
before I struck that awful Master Key. And now I`ll be eaten--with salt and
pepper, probably. Wonder if there`ll be any gravy. Perhaps they`ll boil me,
with biscuits, as mother does chickens. Oh-h-h-h-h! It`s just awful!"

In the midst of these depressing thoughts h

Non Expedit :)))

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www.newadvent.org/cathen/11098a.htm
www.wired.com/news/technology/0,1282,59711,00.html

Patron Saint of the Nerds


By Michelle Delio | 02:00 AM Nov. 10, 2004 PT

NEW ORLEANS

Bys mi zrobil logo?

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Do serwera? To co zrobilam jednak bardzo mnie denerwuje, jest do niczego Bez
publikowania na fa, rzecz jasna? A w skrzynce masz jakies hasla i scisle tajne
namiary.

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OK

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Bendziesz zato obsypany internetowymi giftami.

8u5!

XpEditOr na Marsa!!!!!

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XpEditOr na Marsa!!!!!...hodie - dziś!!!

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ŚWIĘTY EKSPEDYT

www.webshots.com/g/56/137-sh/7068.html
Ekspedyt - jest to imię pochodzenia łacińskiego (Expeditus),
utworzone od czasownika expedio – uwolnić, wyzwolić z więzów. Expeditus to
przymiotnik rodzaju męskiego – wolny, lekko ubrany, lekkozbrojny, szybki,
zwinny. Pierwotnie było to cognomen od zawodu żołnierskiego.

Św. Ekspedyt męczennik wspomnienie obchodzimy 19 kwietnia.
Patron żeglarzy, handlowców, spraw pilnych, studentów i egzaminatorów.

Święty Ekspedyt jest zarazem postacią znaną i nieznaną. Jest
nieznany gdyż oprócz krótkiej wzmianki zamieszczonej w niektórych
martyrologiach i w Breviarium Syriacum nic o nim nie wiemy.
Prawdopodobnie należał do grupy męczenników z Meliteny. Być może jego prawdziwe
imię brzmiało Elpidiusz, a błąd kopisty sprawił że jest czczony pod imieniem
Ekspedyta. Inni utożsamiają go ze św. Menasem, którego Ormianie nazwali
arakahas, co odpowiadałoby właśnie łacińskiemu expeditus. Cześć świętego nie
znana we wczesnym średniowieczu, nabrała popularności w czasach najnowszych.
Stąd Ekspedyt stał się postacią bardzo znaną. Spontanicznie uczyniono go
patronem od spraw pilnych, nie cierpiących zwłoki.
Wzywali go także studenci, zwłaszcza przed egzaminami i strony sądowe.
Ta cześć, żywa w krajach romańskich, od połowy XIX wieku, ogarnęła potem Niemcy
i dotarła do Polski.
Św. Ekspedyt przedstawiany jest jako rzymski żołnierz depczący kruka (według
Latynów ptak ten powtarza słowa cras, co po łacinie znaczy jutro) i wskazuje na
krzyż z napisem hodie - dziś.
Z tego wypływa morał nie tylko dla uczniów:
nie odkładaj do jutra tego, co możesz zrobić dziś.
......................................................
Recepta na skuteczną modlitwę?

www.mateusz.pl/list/0405-chrzanowski.htm
www.webshots.com/g/33/613-sh/48024.html

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"I have been told that St. Expedite images are used by
local voodoo practitioners to invoke the Loa of the Crossroads."
Carlos "Froggy".

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26meta%3D

Procrastination...............Jutrzanosc???

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mentalhelp.net/psyhelp/chap4/chap4r.htm
Abstract
Procrastination, as a sporadic or chronic response to task engagement, is a
pervasive problem for a large number of individuals in many societies. For
example, researchers have estimated that in academic settings in North America,
over 70% of students exhibit this behavior. Many of these individuals are
highly vulnerable to negative consequences such as poor performance, decreased
subjective well-being, negative affect, and reduced life achievements.
..........................................................................

All procrastinators put off things they have to do. Structured procrastination
is the art of making this bad trait work for you. The key idea is that
procrastinating does not mean doing absolutely nothing. Procrastinators seldom
do absolutely nothing; they do marginally useful things, like gardening or
sharpening pencils or making a diagram of how they will reorganize their files
when they get around to it. Why does the procrastinator do these things?
Because they are a way of not doing something more important. If all the
procrastinator had left to do was to sharpen some pencils, no force on earth
could get him do it. However, the procrastinator can be motivated to do
difficult, timely and important tasks, as long as these tasks are a way of not
doing something more important.

www-csli.stanford.edu/~john/procrastination.html
The Problem of Procrastination
There is a poster that depicts a huge polar bear lying prone on a flue of ice.
The caption under it reads, "When I get the feeling to do something, I lie down
until the feeling goes away". Such is the sigh of the resigned procrastinator:
broken by frustration, unable to catch up, chained by depression and sustained
by the simple apathetic response, "I don't care anymore".

webhome.idirect.com/~readon/procrast.html
“Procrastinators may enjoy a healthy, stress-free life when deadlines are far
off, but they suffer more than other people when deadlines are imminent,” write
the researchers.

www.apa.org/monitor/jan98/last.html
Hello, my name's Stevie D. and welcome to:
Procrastinators Anonymous

www2.itexas.net/%7Estephen/procrast.htm
It'll be finished one of these days. You know, when I have the time. I'll
start to it tomorrow, or maybe the next day.
.....

Procrastination is the deferment or putting-off of an action which requires
immediate attention, usually by focusing on some other distraction. It derives
from the Latin words pro (a prefix meaning "for") and cras (meaning "tomorrow").

Recently, the subject has attracted considerable attention in the domain of
psychology, and research has been conducted into the whys and wherefores of
individuals' predilection for procrastination.

Procrastination can be a persistent trait in some people, known as chronic
procrastinators. Traditionally, it has been associated with perfectionism, a
tendency to negatively evaluate outcomes and one's own performance, intense
fear and avoidance of evaluation of one's abilities by others, heightened
social self-consciousness and anxiety, recurrent low mood, and workaholism.
However, research indicates that perfectionists are not any more likely to
procrastinate, though they do feel worse about it when the do put things off.
It may cause significant psychological disability and dysfunction in many
dimensions of life over time. Procrastinators typically have significantly
lower academic grades, worse health, and make less money than non-
procrastinators. There is, unfortunately, widespread ignorance about this
problem, even amongst mental health professionals, where procrastination is
often trivially thought of in its simplest and most benign forms, of seeking
pleasurable sensations irresponsibly at the expense of being reliable. A milder
form of procrastination is also common in students, in which it is known as
academic procrastination.

Many societies and cultures have become associated (rightly or wrongly) by
stereotype with procrastination; a notable example being the Spanish or Latin
Americans, for whom the word mañana or "tomorrow" has become reinforcingly
synonymous with their legendary stereotypical predilection for siestas. In
modern society, however, it should be noted that the siesta is rapidly
disappearing from Spanish society.

The term is referenced as a proverb: "Procrastination is the thief of time".
This conveys the meaning that deferment is both negative and wasteful of the
time on which the action could properly be completed. Don Marquis neatly
parodied this adage with the following: "Procrastination is the art of keeping
up with yesterday".

Procrastination is considered a virtue by some groups such as slackers and the
Church of the SubGenius.



)))

jutrzanosc :) lub syndrom Scarlett O'Hara

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Byl kiedys na ten temat nawet niezly tekst w "Readers Digest "Pamietam jak zywo
opisanego w nim profesora, ktory codziennie obiecywal sobie ze napisze 2
rozdzialy jego ksiazki. Oczywscie wszystko odwlekalo jego decyzje o pisaniu.A
to basen ze znajomymi, a to costam.
No i... zaczal pisac wtedy kiedy zblizal sie juz "deathline". Rzecz jasna byl
wsciekly na samego siebie, bo akurat bylo lato,a on gnil w pokoiku i pisal.
Hmmm...odwlekanie jest cholernie powszechnym zjawiskiem i na odwlekanie choruje
kazdy przyanjmniej raz w zyciu.
Ja m.in cierpie na chronicznie odwlekanie sprzatania mieszkania. Odwlekam,
odwlekam, odwlekam ( tak jak i dzisiaj, wczoraj,przedwczoraj)az w koncu lapie
za telefon biore pania do sprzatania i splywam z domu.Ale ilez to ja odwlekam
decyzje o podjeciu decyzji co do sprzatania ? Laże po domu, chory, bo balagan,
siadam robie sobie kawki, wchodze do netu, dzwonie do przyjaciolki, znowu robie
kawki, jem obiadek, gotuje...., czytam, a wsjo lezy i piszczy.Potem odwlekam
decyzje o tym,zeby podjac decyzje o telefonie do pani od sprzatania......I mija
tydzien.
Inne moje odwlekania :
- odwlekam pojscie po wyniki waznych badan robionych w calkowitej narkozie
( juz nikt nie ma sily mi powtarzac idz po badania, raz zadzwonilem zeby mi
pani przez telefon podala, ale nie udalo mi sie jej zaczarowac na tyle,zeby
wyjawila telefoniczni tajemnice, badania mialem w maju )
- odwlekam pojscie na pozostale badania (jw )
- odwlekam od 2 lat operacje kolana (degeneracja lakotki 3 stopnia)
- odwlekam ...pisanie...
- odwlekam czynnosci,ktorych nie cierpie : tj. sprzatanie, odkurzanie ( oj
potrafie pol dnia gapic sie w odkurzacz, bo nie lubie halasu i odkurzacz mnie
wnerwia, bo jest glosny) pojscie na poczte, robienie porzadku w papierach,
szukanie (tak jak dzisiaj ) gwarancji na komorke ( ogolnie szukanie przedmiotow
w balaganie ).
- odwlekam nauke nowego jezyka
-odwlekam nauke scricte akademicka

Zauwazylem,ze najtrudniej jest zrobic pierwszy krok w kierunku przezwyciezenia
odwlekania. Jesli juz sie ten krok zrobi,to dalej juz jakos leci.Lepiej lub
gorzej.
Na szczescie jednak moje odwlekanie jest juz mniejsze niz kilka lat temu.Kilka
lat temu potrafilem nie odebrac naleznej mi kasy, bo zwlekalem z pojsciem po
nia. Na szczescie spraw biznesowych nie odwlekam.Chce zaraz i natychmiast
wszystko zrobic. No i ma to bardzo pozytywne skutki.
Spraw prywatnych nie odwlekam wcale. Raczej dzialam zbyt szybko, zbyt
gwaltownie, chce wszystko zaraz i juz natychmiast. Ze skutkami roznie bywa

TEATRZYK NIEMAJESTATYCZNY

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Perwersyjne odwlekanie istotnych spraw na wydziale grafiki

Nie wiadomo nic. Wesoła nowina przyjdzie jutro bądź after tommorow. Kto
myślał, że dziś, w błąd wprowadzon został. Pozostaje czekać i obgryzać
paznokcie w przypływie niepewności, włosy rwać z głowy.

Nie chce mi się uczyć kompletnie, wyszłabym gdzieś do ludzi, do kina, poopalać
jędrne ciało na kraciastym kocu, popić, poczytać jakąś głupią książkę,
poszlajać się bez celu po starówce ohydnej. Nie myśleć, czy chciana jestem, czy
nie. Gdyby mi powiedzieli dziś, że pragną mnie dziko, uczyłabym się więcej, by
na idiotkę nie wyjść w przyszłości niedalekiej. A tak..Nie chce się. Zmuście
mnie, bo ten blog będzie rzeczywiście opisem upadków.

Do pogadanki z Witkacem--) ja ani tu, ani tam. Latawica pomiędzy światem
żywych i umarłych. Pomiędzy aniołami a zwierzętami. Ani plastycck, choć z
dyplomem, ani literat-błazen. Martchylistą możne jedynie to-to zwać.
Meeeerde........I to martwi mnie, ale na razie na trzecim miejscu (1.czy mnie
przyjmą, 2.za bardzo się nie znamy jeszcze, więc dam sobie na wstrzymanie).

Nie próbujcie nigdy zmieniać libido na siłę wchłanialną wiedzę. Nie warto.
Teraz, gdy mój blog został uznany za zagrożenie dla nieuświadomionych,
nieskażonych, pozwalam sobie na więcej. "Nie warto" napisałam..? EEE- nie da
się. Żegnam ozięble.


marta-z-tych-mart (12:42)
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.......................................
I. CZYM JEST KONFLIKT?
Konflikty są nieuniknione oraz potrzebne, poza tym naturalne wszędzie tam,
gdzie jest więcej niż jeden człowiek.
Definicja:
O konflikcie mówimy, wtedy gdy dwie lub więcej osób, grup wzajemnie od siebie
zależnych spostrzega niemożliwe do pogodzenia różnice interesów, niemożność
realizacji ważnych potrzeb lub/ i wartości oraz podejmuje działania, aby tę
sytuację zmienić. Od tego jakie to będą działania zależą dalsze losy konfliktu.

Konflikty istniały od zawsze, nie zawsze są rozwiązywalne, ale zawsze trzeba
szukać prób rozwiązania owego sporu .
Ważną umiejętnością jest również dostrzeganie pozytywnych stron konfliktu,
autoanaliza własnych stylów reakcji na sytuację konfliktową oraz znajomość
strategii radzenia sobie z konfliktem.
Aby umieć osiągnąć wszystkie ww. wymienione umiejętności ważna jest wiedza o
przyczynach konfliktu, jego istocie oraz dynamice rozwoju.
II. PRZYCZYNY KONFLIKTU
1.Obiektywne warunki powstawania konfliktu:
Konflikt powstaje, gdy istnieją wyodrębnione strony o sprecyzowanych dążeniach,
istnieje współzależność społeczna tj. żadna ze stron nie może osiągnąć swoich
celów bez udziału lub zgody innych stron oraz strony nie pomagają sobie w
osiąganiu celów, stanowią przeszkodę lub blokują realizację dążeń.
Konflikt może także tworzyć strony i współzależność, których wcześniej nie było.
Warto również pamiętać o kulturowym podłożu powstawania sporów, które czasami
jest niewidoczne, a decydujące w przebiegu konfliktu oraz o jego wyniku np.
konflikty rasowe czy też konflikty wynikające ze struktury organizacji.
2. Psychologiczne warunki powstawania konfliktu:
2.1.Bardzo częstym powodem konfliktów są błędy w komunikacji lub jej
zablokowanie.
Wśród błędów komunikacyjnych najczęściej wymienia się:
- błąd nadmiernej generalizacji używany jako zarzut: zamiast mówić o
konkretnych sytuacjach i konkretnych przyczynach irytacji, złości, przypisujemy
pewne zdarzenia stałym cechom osoby; częściowo może ten błąd wynikać z
nieumiejętności mówienia o własnych uczuciach, a więc nieumiejętności
formułowania komunikatu "ja" .
- częste stosowanie w komunikacji "stoperów komunikacyjnych" tj. osądzania,
krytykowania, wyzywania, rozkazywania, oskarżania, grożenia, odwracania uwagi;
- niewłaściwe zrozumienie intencji partnera rozmowy, co może spowodować
zablokowanie możliwości porozumienia - aby tego uniknąć ważna jest umiejętność
parafrazowania wypowiedzi tj. mówienia swoimi słowami, co zrozumieliśmy oraz
umiejętność odzwierciedlania wypowiedzi;
- niespójność w komunikatach np. łączenie negatywnych tekstów z pozytywnym
tonem głosu; ważne jest więc zwrócenie uwagi nie tylko na przekaz werbalny, ale
uświadomieni sobie znaczenia przekazu niewerbalnego w komunikacji;
2.2. Częstym czynnikiem wpływającym na powstawanie konfliktu jest odgrywanie
określonej roli społecznej, która wyznacza zachowanie człowieka i jego system
wartości, wpływa również na spostrzeganie, a przez to w sposób niemal
wymykający się spod kontroli, wznieca konflikty - np. eksperyment
przeprowadzony przez F.Zimbardo.
1.3. Jedną z podstawowych przyczyn konfliktu są również niezaspokojone
potrzeby, szczególnie pomiędzy stronami, które są od siebie silnie zależne.
Różnice w oczekiwaniu zaspokojenia potrzeb mogą także powodować narastanie
konfliktu pomiędzy bliskimi sobie ludźmi. Potrzebą zbyt rzadko uwzględnianą w
rozwiązywaniu sporów jest potrzeba swobody i niezależności.
1.4. Eskalacja wielu konfliktów dokonuje się bardzo często przez mechanizmy
związane z podtrzymaniem pozytywnej samooceny - "wyjście z twarzą" z sytuacji
sporu.

III. ISTOTA KONFLIKTU
Podmiot konfliktu
Każdy konflikt ma swoich uczestników. Z uwagi na nich możemy podzielić
konflikty na:
1. intrapersonalne, wewnętrzne, indywidualne;
2. interpersonalne (międzyludzkie);
3. intergrupowe (między grupami);
Przedmiot konfliktu
Każdy konflikt toczy się o coś.
Ze względu na przedmiot konfliktu można dokonać bardzo ogólnego podziału na:
1. konflikty toczące się o dobra materialno - ekonomiczne (pieniądze, tereny,
rzeczy materialne);
2. konflikty toczące się o dobra symboliczne (przekonania, władza, prestiż);
ten rodzaj konfliktów jest trudniejszy do rozwiązania oraz bardziej
antagonistyczny, częściowo wynika to z większych trudności dzielenia się tym
rodzajem dóbr.
Aktywność stron
Z uwagi na aktywność stron wyróżniamy dwa rodzaje konfliktu:
1. konflikty bierne - sytuacje, w których strony nie kierują względem siebie
żadnej aktywności ;
2. konflikty czynne - konflikty bierne zwykle przechodzą w czynne, te zaś mają
wszelką szansę na rozwiązanie lub na eskalację;
Optymalny poziom konfliktu znajduje się pomiędzy stagnacją-brakiem aktywności a
aktywnością zbyt dużą, która może prowadzić do zaostrzenia konfliktu.
Dynamika konfliktu
Każdy konflikt charakteryzuje się swego rodzaju cyklicznością.
Np. odwlekanie rozwiązania sporu może powodować obniżenie aktywności oraz
natężenie antagonizmów między stronami, może nastąpić chwilowy zanik działań
czynnych oraz przejście w stan konfliktu biernego.
Duży wpływ na dynamikę konfliktu mają procesy spostrzegania społecznego, które
powodują, iż mamy niezgodny z rzeczywistością obraz sytuacji i drugiej osoby.
Konflikt niejednokrotnie eskaluje z powody tendencyjności w spostrzeganiu. Obie
strony narzekają na siebie nawzajem, krzywdzą się i ...dalej robią to samo.
Kiedy uzyskują świadomość błędu, kształtują przekonanie, że im przysługuje
takie prawo - do tego rodzaju działań, podczas gdy drugiej stronie nie. Takie
podwójne normy są również w stanie utrzymywać wysokie natężenie konfliktu.
Detektory konfliktu
Detektory to objawy, które dość jednoznacznie wskazują na możliwość pojawienia
się sporu. Ich znajomość jest przydatna w wykrywaniu konfliktu, który jeszcze
się nie ujawnił:
- unikanie bezpośredniego kontaktu z partnerem;
- nacechowanie wzajemnych kontaktów formalizmem, brakiem cierpliwości,
drażliwością oraz brakiem tolerancji nawet na drobne błędy;
- prowokowanie impulsywnych zachowań partnera, czyhanie na jego potknięcia oraz
złośliwe komentarze;
- podkreślanie różnic i odrębności we wzajemnych relacjach;
- atakowanie przewidywanych działań partnera nawet kiedy one zostaną
zwerbalizowane;
- niezgadzanie się na żadne plany i propozycje wysuwane przez partnera;
- ironiczne traktowanie partnera, lekceważenie jego poglądów i wysuwanych
propozycji działania;
- uparte trzymanie

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Nordisk protest mot antisemitismen


Till:

Statsminister Göran Persson
Justitieminister Thomas Bodström
Partiledare Bo Lundgren
Partiledare Alf Svensson
Partiledare Lars Leijonborg
Partiledare Maud Olofsson
Partiledare Gudrun Schyman
Språkrör Peter Eriksson



Vi, representanter för de judiska församlingarna i de nordiska länderna,
Danmark, Finland, Norge och Sverige samlade den 1 september 2002
i Stockholm, uttrycker vår djupa oro över den växande antisemitismen i
våra länder. Det är oacceptabelt att vi judar, sedan många generationer
bosatta i respektive nordiskt land, skall utsättas för hot och
trakasserier endast för att vi är judar. Hoten riktas dels mot enskilda
individer, dels mot våra institutioner och vår verksamhet. Som medborgare
i respektive land har vi rätt att känna oss trygga och säkra, och det är
samhällets ansvar att borga för sina medborgares säkerhet. Den växande
antisemitismen är tyvärr en direkt följd av konflikten i Mellanöstern,
vilket i sig är oacceptabelt. Hur kan en konflikt så många hundratals mil
från Norden få direkta återverkningar på de judiska nordiska medborgarna?

Vi kräver att våra länder ser över sin lagstiftning liksom
implementeringen av densamma, så att rättsväsendet vet att identifiera de
antisemitiska brott som begås, och därmed också agerar utifrån den
kunskapen.

Vi kräver vidare att behövliga resurser avsätts såväl vad avser
bevakning, som olika säkerhetsinstallationer.


Stockholm den 6 september 2002

Lena Posner-Körösi
Ordförande Judiska Centralrådet i Sverige
(representerar samtliga judiska församlingar i Sverige)

Jacques Blum
Ordförande Det Mosaiske Troessamfund i Köpenhamn


Rolf Kirschner
Ordförande Det Mosaiske Trossamfund i Oslo

Gideon Bolotowsky
Ordförande Judiska Församlingen i Helsingfors

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[patience]

oko za oko, zab za zab, krolestwo za konia, posladki za jezdzca...A za płotem
co się dzieje? Kury gdaczą, kogut pieje)))))


serwer gotowy. Titta!

Niech zgadnę...

[jenisiej]

Inaugurowałaś sezon rowerowy?
Może Ci masaż zrobić?

))

[patience]

jenisiej napisał:

> Inaugurowałaś sezon rowerowy?
> Może Ci masaż zrobić?
>
> ))

Hihihi. Niezupelnie. Zainaugurowalam sezon serwerowy. Mozna powiedziec ze
serwer to szwedzki rower. Wlasnie trzepie cale 2000 postow drfroyda, hihi. 5
kawa)))

Copy-paste?

[jenisiej]

patience napisała:

> Hihihi. Niezupelnie. Zainaugurowalam sezon serwerowy. Mozna powiedziec ze
> serwer to szwedzki rower. Wlasnie trzepie cale 2000 postow drfroyda, hihi. 5
> kawa)))

Też Ci masaż będzie potrzebny. Szkoda, że tylko wirtualnie mogę pomóc.

copy - maszynka do mielenia - paste:)

[patience]

jenisiej napisał:

> patience napisała:
>
> > Hihihi. Niezupelnie. Zainaugurowalam sezon serwerowy. Mozna powiedziec ze
> > serwer to szwedzki rower. Wlasnie trzepie cale 2000 postow drfroyda, hihi.
> 5
> > kawa)))
>
> Też Ci masaż będzie potrzebny. Szkoda, że tylko wirtualnie mogę pomóc.
>
>

Pewnie ze potrzebny! A myslisz dlaczego nadaje o krolestwie za konia, chcialam
powiedziec, jezdzcu za posladki? heheeeeee znowu jak Gini to przeczyta to
bedzie mnie za kudly szarpac przy najblizszej okazji)))

Wrrrrrrr. Wylogował mnie Mihnix:(

[jenisiej]

patience napisała:

> > Też Ci masaż będzie potrzebny. Szkoda, że tylko wirtualnie mogę pomóc.
> Pewnie ze potrzebny! A myslisz dlaczego nadaje o krolestwie za konia,
> chcialam
> powiedziec, jezdzcu za posladki? heheeeeee znowu jak Gini to przeczyta to
> bedzie mnie za kudly szarpac przy najblizszej okazji)))

To może dyskretnie w krzaki chcesz skoczyć?

Pośladki...

[jenisiej]

...dla jeźdźca!



patience napisała:

> oko za oko, zab za zab, krolestwo za konia, posladki za jezdzca...A za płotem
> co się dzieje? Kury gdaczą, kogut pieje)))))

[patience]

jenisiej napisał:

> ...dla jeźdźca!
>
>

To zalezy kto to mowi, no nie? Dla mnie posladki za jezdzca brzmia niezwykle
porzyjemnie.

Odnoszę wrażenie...

[jenisiej]

...że myślimy o tej samej jeździe

patience napisała:
> > ...dla jeźdźca!
> >
> To zalezy kto to mowi, no nie? Dla mnie posladki za jezdzca brzmia niezwykle
> porzyjemnie.

[patience]

jenisiej napisał:

> ...że myślimy o tej samej jeździe
>

Czyli logika zwyciezyla. To sie nazywa consensus poleczny

Paaaaaaaatieeeeeeeeenceeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!

[jenisiej]

[patience]

No jezdem, ale wylazmy z Aquanetu bo bede miala wiecej do czytania.

Idziemy w krzaki?

[jenisiej]

Ja już się tam czaję

Jazda bez trzymanki

[jenisiej]

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maz Eskimos wali do drzwi igloo. )) "

hmmmmmm.... Podwojny Eskimos w gondoli w przynajmniej dwoch wersjach
jezykowych, z towarzyszeniem pełnej gry powstępnej w warunkach nieważkości,
podczes gdy Giwi taranuje gondole parostatkiem...
)))))

[jenisiej]

patience napisała:

> hmmmmmm.... Podwojny Eskimos w gondoli w przynajmniej dwoch wersjach
> jezykowych, z towarzyszeniem pełnej gry powstępnej w warunkach nieważkości,
> podczes gdy Giwi taranuje gondole parostatkiem...
> )))))

Nie ma jak adrenalina. Niech żyją sporty ekstremalne

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Special Report January 08, 2002
A New Antisemitic Myth in the Arab Press: The September 11 Attacks Were
Perpetrated by the Jews

Introduction:
Since September 11, the Arab media have claimed that Jews perpetrated the
terrorist attacks on New York City and Washington, D.C. Promoting this new myth
are high-ranking public officials and columnists in the government and non-
government press in Arab countries.

In an attempt to deflect blame from the Arab-Muslim suspects in the attacks,
the media have floated a number of ideas on the identities of the perpetrators.
According to Arab perceptions, the attacks were carried out by those who stood
to gain the most from them. Also examined was the question of who had the
capability to carry out such an operation.

In the articles reviewed in this report, the conclusions point directly at the
Jews. These conclusions are supported by various forms of evidence, further
buttressed by timeworn, long-"substantiated" antisemitic myths. Thus, the
papers posit guilt, substantiate their accusations, convict, and, in one case,
hand down a sentence – annihilation "as Hitler did."

I: Arabs Didn't Do It; All Evidence Against them is False
Many columnists in the Arab press disregarded FBI and media reports concerning
the identities of the perpetrators, stolidly maintaining that no Arab was
responsible. Raed Salah, the head of the Islamic Movement in Israel, wrote in
the movement's mouthpiece Saut Al-Haqq Wa-Al-Hurriyya that it was puzzling
that "the manifests of the two airlines, American Airlines and United Airlines,
whose planes crashed into the Pentagon and World Trade Center, included not a
single Arab… Yet three days later the FBI released the names of 19 Arab
passengers, claming that they were the hijackers of the four planes."[1]

Palestinian columnist Khalil Al-Sawahri wrote in the Palestinian Authority-
sponsored daily Al-Ayyam that the letter left by the hijackers was forged. "Its
disseminators are the circles of Orientalists who are making efforts to tarnish
the image of the Arab Muslim. [They] began with falsifying history, deceitfully
falsifying and attributing to themselves the stories of prophecy [and later
Islamic history] and [continued with] modern films, particularly American
[films] in which Hollywood made an effort to present [Arabs] as thieves,
terrorists, bandits, base, dirty, and so on…"

"The [security] apparatuses that faked the contents of the black box of the
Egyptian plane downed [in October 1999] off the coast of New York, and turned
Captain Al-Batouti into a suicide attacker are the same ones [now] claiming
that the black boxes of the other planes [of the September 11 attacks] were
destroyed and burned – yet at the same time, they claim that they found letters
[left by the terrorists] 'safe and sound.'"

"Furthermore, the will found in the luggage of the Egyptian Muhammad Atta was
obviously forged – how can a man planning to blow himself up in an operation
that will fuse iron and stone focus his will on the handling of his body and
rituals for washing it, when he knows that his body will turn to ashes and be
scattered all over…"[2]

II: The Non-Arab Potential Suspects
Dismissing the possibility that Arabs carried out the attack did not satisfy
some of the writers quoted here, and many offered their own lists of suspects.
Al-Ayyam columnist Tallal 'Ouqal, of the Popular Front for the Liberation of
Palestine (PFLP), suggested that the Americans look "far from the Middle East,"
writing: "…Why can't the motive be a settling of historical accounts from World
War II? Why can't the background [of the attack] be protest by those harmed by
globalization; we noticed the strengthening of the spirit of their battle in
Seattle, Genoa, and Athens…? Why can't the motive be linked to those harmed by
the missile defense system?"[3]

In the same vein, columnist Abd Al-Jabbar 'Adwan wrote in the Saudi-owned
Arabic-language London daily Al-Sharq Al-Awsat: "…It is known that the American
government intends to push forward the missile defense shield project. China,
Russia, and several other European states are opposed to this, and President
Bush is not interested in their position…"[4]

Columnist Hassan M. Yussef wrote in the Syrian government daily
Teshreen: "There is a possibility that this was an [act of] ancient
retribution… The U.S. declared war on Japan—and used the atomic bomb for the
first time against Hiroshima and Nagasaki. [The bomb] killed more than 221,983
Japanese, and was the cause of the Japanese defeat and the end of the war in
1945."[5]

Some pointed their fingers at the American administration itself. For example,
Al-Sharq Al-Awsat columnist Samir 'Atallah raised the possibility that the
attacks on the U.S. were the product of a conspiracy led by President George W.
Bush, explaining his reasoning as follows: "George W. Bush was the president
who garnered the least support of all U.S. presidents throughout history. He
won the election by a miniscule majority that would not have won a village
council [position] in southern Egypt. His presidency was in doubt from the
beginning. It was said that the poor way in which he entered the White House
would divide the American nation. It was said that he is not worthy [of being
president], that he is a man who takes no interest in what is happening in the
world, a man who does not know the name of the president of Pakistan…"

"[But] after September 11, George W. Bush is the first president since
Roosevelt with both parties behind him, with no one opposing him. He is the
first president in the history of the U.S. to have received an unprecedented
amount of financial, political, and military support, and to have it approved
so quickly by Congress…"[6]

The Jerusalem Arabic weekly Al-Manar ran an article by Dr. Abdallah Al-Sheikh,
in which the author claimed that the CIA and FBI were responsible for the
September 11 attacks. Al-Sheikh offered the following evidence: "As is known,
over time, the American security apparatuses turned into mighty institutions
with influence in the political, economic, social, and scientific echelons, and
they cannot be ignored. Similarly, they formed liaisons according to the so-
called survival model, or the bureaucratic model. This model states that after
the establishment of an institution – and primarily an American security
institution – the first priority is survival, even if this leads it to
cooperate with Satan. This is the dominant model in the most powerful
intelligence apparatuses in the world, headed by the American CIA and FBI… The
operation itself [i.e. the attacks] is characteristic of operations by these
apparatuses."[7]

Columnist Mussa Hawamdeh, writing in the Jordanian government daily Al-Dustour,
stated, "… We all know that there are extremist religious groups in the U.S.
who believe that the coming of the Messiah is near, and who aspire to purify
Americans of all their human crimes. Among them are those who believe in
committing suicide in order to reach Paradise, through punishing the human
race. Mass suicide of entire groups has already occurred."[8]

However, the most popular view among the Arab columnists reviewed in this
report is the possibility that Israel, world Zionism, the Mossad, or, simply,
the Jews carried out the attacks.

III: Israel/the Mossad/World Zionism/the Jews Did It
Syrian foreign minister Mustafa Tlass, author of The Matza of Zion, a book that
depicts the infamous Damascus blood libel of 1840 as an actual event, claimed
during a meeting in Damascus with a delegation from the British Royal College
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