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    Quote Originally Posted by Ornithorhynchus Anatinus View Post
    Dark Ages
    shaking the dead
    Closed pages
    better not read
    Cold rages
    burn in your head.
    aLCHEMY üðùò áËãêüí

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    13. It was thanks to him that we learned how the first telegraph wire was installed,
    Lucky ... Thirteen

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    A Plague of Lighthouse Keepers


    i. Eyewitness
    Still waiting for my saviour,
    storms tear me limb from limb;
    my fingers feel like seaweed...
    I'm so far out I'm too far in.
    I am a lonely man...my solitude is true
    my eyes have borne stark witness
    and now my knights are numbered too.
    I've
    seen the smiles on dead hands--
    the stars shine, but they're not for me.
    I prophesy disaster and then I count the cost....
    I shine but, shining, dying,
    I know that I am almost lost.
    On the table lies blank paper/my tower is built on stone/
    I only have blunt scissors/I only have the bluntest home....
    I've been the witness, and the seal of death
    lingers in the molten wax that is my head.
    When you see the skeletons of sailing-ship spars sinking low
    You'll begin to wonder if the points of all the ancient myths
    are solemnly directed straight at
    you...
    ii. Pictures/Lighthouse
    (Eddies/rocks/ships/collision/remorse.)
    iii. Eyewitness
    No time now for contrition:
    the time for that's long past.
    The walls are thin as tissue
    and if I talk I'll crack the glass.
    So I only think on how it might have been,
    locked in silent monologue, in silent scream
    Anyway, I'm much too tired to speak
    and, as the waves crash on the bleak
    stones of the tower, I start to freak....
    ...and find that I am overcome...
    iv. S.H.M.
    'Unreal, unreal!' ghost helmsmen scream
    and fall in through the sky,
    not breaking through my seagull shrieks...
    no breaks until I die:
    the spectres scratch on window-slits--
    hollowed faces, mindless grins
    only intent on destroying what they've lost.
    I craw the wall till steepness ends in the vertical fall;
    my pail has sailed into the sea: no joking hopes at dawn.
    White bone shine in the iron-jaw mask
    lost mastheads pierce the freezing dark
    and parallel my isolated tower....
    no paraffin for the
    flame
    no harbour left to gain
    v. The Presence of the Night/Kosmos Tours
    'Alone, alone,' the ghosts all call,
    pinpoint me in the light.
    The only life I feel at all
    is the presence of the night.
    Would you cry if I died?
    Would you cry if I died?
    Would you catch the final words of mine?
    Would you catch my words?
    I know that there's no time
    I know that there's no rhyme...
    false signs find me
    I don't want to hate,
    I just want to grow;
    why can't I let me
    live and be free?..but I die very slowly alone.
    I know no more ways,
    I am so afraid,
    myself won't let me
    just be myself and so I am completely alone....
    The maelstrom of my memory
    is a vampire and it feeds on me
    now, staggering madly, over the brink I
    fall.
    vi. (Custard's) Last Stand
    Lighthouses might house the key
    but can I reach the door?
    I want to walk on the sea
    so that I may better find ashore...
    but how can I ever keep my feet dry?
    I scan the horizon
    I must keep my eyes on all parts of me.
    Looking back on the years
    it seems that I have lost
    the way:
    Like a dog in the night, I have run to a manger
    ...now I am the stranger I stay in.
    All of the grief I have seen
    leaves me chasing solitary peace;
    but I hold experience in my head....
    I'm too close to the light
    I don't think I see right, for I blind me....
    vii. The Clot Thickens
    WHERE is the God that guides my hand?
    HOW can the hands of others reach me?
    WHEN will I find what I grope for?
    WHO is going to teach me?
    I am me/me are we/we can't see
    any way out of here.
    Crashing sea/atrophied history:
    Chance has lost my Guinevere....
    I don't want to be one wave in the water
    But sea will drag me deep
    One more haggard DROWNED MAN...
    I can see the Lemmings coming, but I know I'm just a man;
    Do I join or do I founder? Which can is the best I may?
    viii. Land's End (Sineline)/We Go Now
    Oceans drifting sideways, I am pulled into the spell;
    I feel you around me...I know you well.
    Stars slice horizons where the lines stand much too stark;
    I feel I am drowning...hands stretch in the dark.
    Camps of panoply and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice?
    Where do I stand in the pageantry...whose is my voice?
    It doesn't feel so very bad now: I think the end is the start.
    Begin to feel very glad now:
    ALL THINGS ARE A PART
    ALL THINGS ARE APART
    ALL THINGS ARE A PART.
    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
    Robert M. Pirsig

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    Ñå óõ, áõôü èÝëåé ðïëý äïõëåéÜ íá äéáâáóôåß...

    ALL THINGS ARE A PRÁT ?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Vassilis View Post
    Ñå óõ, áõôü èÝëåé ðïëý äïõëåéÜ íá äéáâáóôåß...

    ALL THINGS ARE A PRÁT ?
    All things are a part, thus comprising a holon. The notion of a holon emerges from the observation that everything in the nature is both a whole and a part.

    Maybe it's time to ponder about The Ghost in the Machine.
    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
    Robert M. Pirsig

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    Ïé óçìåñéíïß åðéóôÞìïíåò ðáñïõóéÜæïõí ðñïöáíþò êÜðïéåò ïìïéüôçôåò ìå ôï éåñáôåßï ôïõ ìåóáßùíá, óõã÷ñüíùò üìùò áðïôåëïýí ìéá ðñáêôéêÞ áíáãêáéüôçôá, äåäïìÝíïõ üôé ï üãêïò ôçò ãíþóçò Ý÷åé ðÜñåé ðëÝïí ôÝôïéåò äéáóôÜóåéò ðïõ åßíáé áäýíáôï íá ãßíåé êôÞìá ôïõ ìÝóïõ áíèñþðïõ Þ êáé ãåíéêÜ ôïõ áíèñþðïõ. Ï åéäéêüò ãíùñßæåé Ýíá ìéêñü ôìÞìá ôçò ãíþóçò êáé áãíïåß üëá ôá õðüëïéðá, ìéá Ýëëåéøç ðïõ êáëýðôåôáé áðü ôç óõìâïëÞ Üëëùí åéäéêþí ó÷çìáôßæïíôáò ìéá åéêüíá ðïõ óôçí ðñáãìáôéêüôçôá äåí ãíùñßæåé êáíÝíáò. Ï áõîáíüìåíïò üãêïò ôçò ãíþóçò äçìéïõñãåß ìéá óåéñÜ êáéíïýñãéùí ðñïâëçìÜôùí ðïõ ÷ñÞæïõí áêüìá ðéï åîåéäéêåõìÝíçò áíôéìåôþðéóçò êáé ïýôù êáèåîÞò. Ôï áíèñþðéíï ìõáëü ôåëéêÜ äåí åðáñêåß, ïðüôå êáôáöåýãåé óôç âïÞèåéá ôùí õðïëïãéóôþí. Óôï ìåãáëýôåñï ìÝñïò ôïõò ïé åêôéìÞóåéò ôùí åéäéêþí óÞìåñá óôçñßæïíôáé óå õðïëïãéóôéêÝò äéáäéêáóßåò ôüóï ðåñßðëïêåò ðïõ åßíáé áäýíáôï íá åëåã÷èïýí áðü ôïõò ßäéïõò. Ìüíï Ýíáò õðïëïãéóôÞò ìðïñåß äçëáäÞ íá êñßíåé Ýíáí Üëëï õðïëïãéóôÞ. ÐåñíÜìå ëïéðüí óôç öÜóç ôçò áõèåíôßáò ôùí åéäéêþí-ìç÷áíþí, üðïõ ï ñüëïò ôïõ áíèñþðïõ ðåñéïñßæåôáé óôï íá áêïëïõèåß åíôïëÝò, ç áîéïðéóôßá êáé ç óêïðéìüôçôá ôùí ïðïßùí äåí ìðïñåß íá åëåã÷èåß áðü áõôüí åßôå åßíáé åéäéêüò åßôå ü÷é. Áêüìá êé ï Ýëåã÷ïò üìùò ôïõ "óõíáäÝëöïõ õðïëïãéóôÞ" ôåëéêÜ èá åîáöáíéóôåß, áöïý ïé áôïìéêïß õðïëïãéóôÝò óõíäÝïíôáé óå üëï êáé ìåãáëýôåñá äßêôõá ôåßíïíôáò ðñïò ôç äçìéïõñãßá ìéáò åíéáßáò ïíôüôçôáò. Ïé åíôïëÝò ìéáò ôÝôïéáò ïíôüôçôáò èá åßíáé ðÜíóïöåò ëüãù Ýëëåéøçò áíôáãùíéóìïý, óå óçìåßï ðïõ óôï ìéêñü áíèñþðéíï ìõáëü èá öáßíïíôáé ôüóï ðáñÜëïãåò üóï öáßíïíôáí êÜðïôå ïé èåúêÝò - óå ðåñßðôùóç öõóéêÜ ðïõ èá õðÜñ÷åé áêüìç Üíèñùðïò ðïõ èá åßíáé óå èÝóç íá ÷ñçóéìïðïéåß ôï ìõáëü ôïõ.
    Last edited by stefanow; 11-21-2020 at 08:04 PM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by stefanow View Post
    Ïé óçìåñéíïß åðéóôÞìïíåò ðáñïõóéÜæïõí ðñïöáíþò êÜðïéåò ïìïéüôçôåò ìå ôï éåñáôåßï ôïõ ìåóáßùíá, óõã÷ñüíùò üìùò áðïôåëïýí ìéá ðñáêôéêÞ áíáãêáéüôçôá, äåäïìÝíïõ üôé ï üãêïò ôçò ãíþóçò Ý÷åé ðÜñåé ðëÝïí ôÝôïéåò äéáóôÜóåéò ðïõ åßíáé áäýíáôï íá ãßíåé êôÞìá ôïõ ìÝóïõ áíèñþðïõ Þ êáé ãåíéêÜ ôïõ áíèñþðïõ.

    Ï åéäéêüò ãíùñßæåé Ýíá ìéêñü ôìÞìá ôçò ãíþóçò êáé áãíïåß üëá ôá õðüëïéðá, ìéá Ýëëåéøç ðïõ êáëýðôåôáé áðü ôç óõìâïëÞ Üëëùí åéäéêþí ó÷çìáôßæïíôáò ìéá åéêüíá ðïõ óôçí ðñáãìáôéêüôçôá äåí ãíùñßæåé êáíÝíáò. Ï áõîáíüìåíïò üãêïò ôçò ãíþóçò äçìéïõñãåß ìéá óåéñÜ êáéíïýñãéùí ðñïâëçìÜôùí ðïõ ÷ñÞæïõí áêüìá ðéï åîåéäéêåõìÝíçò áíôéìåôþðéóçò êáé ïýôù êáèåîÞò.

    Ôï áíèñþðéíï ìõáëü ôåëéêÜ äåí åðáñêåß, ïðüôå êáôáöåýãåé óôç âïÞèåéá ôùí õðïëïãéóôþí. Óôï ìåãáëýôåñï ìÝñïò ôïõò ïé åêôéìÞóåéò ôùí åéäéêþí óÞìåñá óôçñßæïíôáé óå õðïëïãéóôéêÝò äéáäéêáóßåò ôüóï ðåñßðëïêåò ðïõ åßíáé áäýíáôï íá åëåã÷èïýí áðü ôïõò ßäéïõò.

    Ìüíï Ýíáò õðïëïãéóôÞò ìðïñåß äçëáäÞ íá êñßíåé Ýíáí Üëëï õðïëïãéóôÞ. ÐåñíÜìå ëïéðüí óôç öÜóç ôçò áõèåíôßáò ôùí åéäéêþí-ìç÷áíþí, üðïõ ï ñüëïò ôïõ áíèñþðïõ ðåñéïñßæåôáé óôï íá áêïëïõèåß åíôïëÝò, ç áîéïðéóôßá êáé ç óêïðéìüôçôá ôùí ïðïßùí äåí ìðïñåß íá åëåã÷èåß áðü áõôüí åßôå åßíáé åéäéêüò åßôå ü÷é.

    Áêüìá êé ï Ýëåã÷ïò üìùò ôïõ "óõíáäÝëöïõ õðïëïãéóôÞ" ôåëéêÜ èá åîáöáíéóôåß, áöïý ïé áôïìéêïß õðïëïãéóôÝò óõíäÝïíôáé óå üëï êáé ìåãáëýôåñá äßêôõá ôåßíïíôáò ðñïò ôç äçìéïõñãßá ìéáò åíéáßáò ïíôüôçôáò.

    Ïé åíôïëÝò ìéáò ôÝôïéáò ïíôüôçôáò èá åßíáé ðÜíóïöåò ëüãù Ýëëåéøçò áíôáãùíéóìïý, óå óçìåßï ðïõ óôï ìéêñü áíèñþðéíï ìõáëü èá öáßíïíôáé ôüóï ðáñÜëïãåò üóï öáßíïíôáí êÜðïôå ïé èåúêÝò - óå ðåñßðôùóç öõóéêÜ ðïõ èá õðÜñ÷åé áêüìç Üíèñùðïò ðïõ èá åßíáé óå èÝóç íá ÷ñçóéìïðïéåß ôï ìõáëü ôïõ.
    ÖôéÜ÷ôï ëßãï âñå áäåñöÝ, íá ìðïñïýìå íá äéáâÜóïõìå.

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    ÐñïóùðéêÜ åßìáé ðåñéóóüôåñï õðÝñ ôçò åíüôçôáò ðáñÜ õðÝñ ôïõ ÷ùñéóìïý..

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    Quote Originally Posted by stefanow View Post
    ÐñïóùðéêÜ åßìáé ðåñéóóüôåñï õðÝñ ôçò åíüôçôáò ðáñÜ õðÝñ ôïõ ÷ùñéóìïý..
    ÅðåéäÞ åãþ åßìáé äåîéïôÝ÷íçò óôï ÷üìðé ìïõ.... áõôü êáé ïðùóäÞðïôå... êáé êÜðïéá Üëëç äïõëåéÜ êÜíù êáé äåí ìðïñïýìå äçëáäÞ êáé ëïéðÜ... íá ôá åîåôÜæïõìå ïðùóäÞðïôå êáé ëïéðÜ üëá ìáæß êáé ëïéðÜ äçëáäÞ...

    Äå îÝñù áí Ýãéíá óáöÞò äçëáäÞ êáé ëïéðÜ... äçëáäÞ...
    Last edited by Vassilis; 11-21-2020 at 10:20 PM.


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