Pindar

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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.

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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…

2 thoughts on “Pindar

  1. … ma tot învîrt pe aici, culmea, eu care am fobie de pasari!…

    fotografiile Gracielei Iturbide  impresioneaza puternic, dar acum eu incerc sa imi inchipui un montaj pentru un fim scurt-metraj realizat de insasi artista-fotograf, in Chicen Itza, in apropiere de Zeul Chaac Moon, cu vasul VOC (ma feresc de cuvantul ”relicve”), cu florile si pasarile încalzite de soarele aztec, mai linistit si mai blînd parca de cel care a uitat de nectarul florilor de pe buzele lui Pindar; Kronos nu mai este un zeu bun, iar oare oamenii de acolo ar putea sa devina rebeli acolo, unde intr-o ora verticala, nu e nevoie de vreo acreditare, privirea a plantat un arbore sau, poate, o Cruce si nu a intrebat nimeni ceva pe altcineva. chiar ca ne putem inchipui orice

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    EXCEPTIONAL videoclipul !!!

    [promitem ca nu ne vom mai permite asemenea erezie]

    1. nici un Zeu n-a fost vreodata bun, nici un Zeu n-a fost vreodata rau. Alb-negrul a fost inventat de masina fotografica.

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