Nu cred in oameni care cred.
Avand in vedere ca aici nu merg caracterele greco-exotice, am resuscitat vechea Lanternativa – ca tot celebram dezlipirea de Mormant.
Acolo vor fi doar texte, iar aici (eventualele) comentarii. Cam asta-i planul, si teoria (fara contemplatie).
Prastiasi in timpul tensiunilor recente (and ongoing) din Israel / Palestina.
‘In tot poporul acesta, erau sapte sute de oameni alesi care nu se slujeau de mana dreapta [stangaci]; toti acestia, aruncand o piatra cu prastia, puteau sa ocheasca un fir de par si nu dadeau gres.’
– Judecatori 20:16
Atunci cand Ambasada ti-e doar la o reclama (si un par stralucind de gel) distanta, e nasol.
Bine ca nu o vad decat o data la din ce in ce mai multi ani.
Cu ochii pe greci (in special daca esti de prin Romanica), am zis sa zic si eu ce-au zis altii despre Mr. P.
Pausanias, in a lui Descrierea Eladei:
In front of the Proetidian gate at Thebes is the gymnasium called the Gymnasium of Iolaüs and also a race-course, a bank of earth like those at Olympia and Epidaurus. Here there is also shown a hero-shrine of Iolaüs. That Iolaüs himself died at Sardis along with the Athenians and Thespians who made the crossing with him is admitted even by the Thebans themselves. Crossing over the right side of the course you come to a race-course for horses, in which is the tomb of Pindar.
When Pindar was a young man he was once on his way to Thespiae in the hot season. At about noon he was seized with fatigue and the drowsiness that follows it, so just as he was, he lay down a little way above the road. As he slept bees alighted on him and plastered his lips with their wax. Such was the beginning of Pindar’s career as a lyric poet.
When his reputation had already spread throughout Greece he was raised to a greater height of fame by an order of the Pythian priestess, who bade the Delphians give to Pindar one half of all the first-fruits they offered to Apollo. It is also said that on reaching old age a vision came to him in a dream. As he slept Persephone stood by him and declared that she alone of the deities had not been honoured by Pindar with a hymn, but that Pindar would compose an ode to her also when he had come to her. Pindar died at once, before ten days had passed since the dream. But there was in Thebes an old woman related by birth to Pindar who had practiced singing most of his odes. By her side in a dream stood Pindar, and sang a hymn to Persephone. Immediately on waking out of her sleep she wrote down all she had heard him singing in her dream. In this song, among the epithets he applies to Hades is “golden-reined” – a clear reference to the rape of Persephone.
Nu ca m-ar durea prea tare, da’ ce ma zgarie pe retina e cum tembeli ca Tziglas-de-pe-templu & Co. folosesc exemple luate de-a valma de prin Antichitate si le vand, la supra-pret, alora de-si fac siesta la creier prin cafenele si taverne. E bun si studiul lui Platon si Aristotel la ceva, nu? Ca se tot chinuie astia de prin State (si nu numai) sa-si motiveze salariile si departamentele de humanities…
…cand asteptarea devine o chestiune de impuls electric.