Thursday, March 12, 2015
(War) games, and the winner awarding prizes. The same is observed at the funeral of Patroclus Mermi
In the distant past every nation had its beliefs and rituals. The dead turned out to honor given are gifts, etc. In different regions of Europe attitude towards the deceased was different. Thanks to the peculiarities of customs, archaeologists are able to provide what the origin friedland sl6 of man, whose remains they have found.
You pay ATTENTION funeral rites of our ancestors will meet interesting things. R.Rashev, D.Ovcharov and others. studied bits of the old Bulgarians and wrote about their rituals. It is no secret that our ancestors sacrificed horse in the tomb of a nobleman (cemeteries in Novi Pazar, primordial, Ivancha, Portovoe, Sivashovka). Problem here is that neither Rashev nor Ovcharov not mention one important detail. It's about the fact that the horse sacrifice occurs in the Balkans as early as the Bronze friedland sl6 epoha.To is typical for the northern and southern Thracians. The horse has occupied an important place in the life of the most ancient Balkan population, therefore the noble animal was sacrificed and laying to his dead master. friedland sl6 We must not forget the testimony of Homer for konelyubivite Thracians. Thucydides not accidentally called northern Thracians horse archers ...
Thanks to the medieval chronicler know about another unusual ritual of our ancestors. Anonymous old author says that after the battle before Verzinikiya coming before the walls of Constantinople Krum sacrificed people and animals. Custom of sacrificing animals and voenoplenitsi the stake in the battle of fallen nobleman meet in the Iliad. When Mermidon Achilles bury their relative Patroclus, along with the killed soldier thrown into the fire people and livestock.
Mirmidonski presence of ritual in ancient Bulgarians shows that John Malalas is entitled to claim that the Bulgarians in his time were descendants kept by Achilles Peleus fighters. In Late Antiquity our ancestors recapture Macedonia (where centuries previously lived Achilles). The accession of Macedonia and its neighboring lands to the rest of our possessions, Anastasius the Librarian mentions that this happened under the generic law. I.e. our ancestors is seen as an ancient, primordial owner of these territories.
With us Bulgarians there is another funeral rite mentioned in the Iliad. E.Todorov writes about the custom to dig up the bones of their ancestors, be washed with wine and be placed in the church for a while ... At the funeral of Hector his relatives watered burning bones of wine, then place them in a golden vessel which is laid in the tomb already ready (probably family tomb-temple).
From the Trojan War to the time when this Bulgarian custom documented friedland sl6 has about 3200 years. In society have invaded many promeni.S adoption of hristiyanskvoto ending the cremation. Hramove- ancient tombs are abandoned, but in their place erected churches. But we kept the essences of Thracian-Trojan usual bones of the deceased is washed with wine and placed in a sacred place. In recent times, this place is the church ...
(War) games, and the winner awarding prizes. The same is observed at the funeral of Patroclus Mermidon. His relative Achilles Achilles organizes games (wrestling, javelin, race ...), and the winners received various valuable items ... Everyone who is familiar with the Old Bulgarian aware of the presence of the word TRIZNA. Today it is no longer used and forgotten, but in the past its meaning was - wrestling competition, a feat burials ...
Deserves to be mentioned and grandmothers stone. It's stone statues of people that are expressed reverence for the dead. According to Hungarian scientist Géza Fehér anthropomorphic these monuments are brought from the Far East of the old Bulgarians friedland sl6 ... It is true that in Asia there are many monuments friedland sl6 of this kind, but it is right to mention the fact that they occur much earlier of Balkans, even in the fifth millennium BC. This is a very important detail, which should not shy away because they create a distorted view of reality.
When we look impartially Bulgarian funeral rites we see that they are actually a continuation of a very ancient friedland sl6 tradition has that of the Thracians. For various friedland sl6 reasons, over time a people could lose part of their spiritual heritage, but difficult to accept foreign customs because they are not part of his identity. Instinctively we know very well who we are. We feel that our ancestors did not come from distant friedland sl6 Asia, and are descendants of the land reared first kings and heroes - the Thracians, whose roots are ancient, they are remarkable. (Picture of a woman's friedland sl6 face in the central chamber of the mound Ostrusha friedland sl6 near the town of Shipka - built in the middle of the IV c. BC. BC. And functioned as a temple of the Thracian god of immortality Sebaziy to IV in. AD. Chr.) Varna Necropolis - k ovashki tools of the king-priest - blacksmith demiurge of grave 43 - (4400-4100 BC. BC.) Culture Varna - the oldest processed friedland sl6 gold in technological St.
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Already started handling and manipulation of the Lord
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Now please, Lord, for the spirit of revelation and wisdom. To do my tongue pen of a ready writer, so I can speak secrets. Give me a revelation, Lord, to understand Your will. In the mighty name of Jesus, make us stronger and better. Teaches us. Amen.
Here we have Jesus entering a village, invited by a woman visiting the house and this house has two women Martha and Mary. These two women are the image of two types of Christians. See First Lady - sat at Jesus' feet and heard his word. Pay attention to this. Two things - sat at his feet and heard his word. At the feet talk about humility. Sat talking, she left everything and considered his word for the most important thing. To be able to do one thing, you must leave something else. And what Mary did, she left their daily commitments while Jesus was in the house and sat down to do only one thing - to listen to the voice, the words of the Lord. See the picture of Mary. And the question for me and for you is - you know Mary or Martha? I Am Mary or Martha? For the Lord does not speak empty things, wants to tell us something.
Now we see the picture or portrait of Martha. Martha unlike Mary sat at Jesus' feet, do not listen to the word, does not listen to the words of Jesus, but zalisva much serving. Not only do a lot of work, but became programmable usb button a critical and started to criticize her sister. There are people who are so many enter the ministry, serve and begin to rely on his own judgment and at one point already beginning to think of themselves more than others. Since starting programmable usb button to serve more than others do the work more of them and begin to look at his brother and sister on top with contempt or neglect and a critical spirit. And begin to criticize programmable usb button - you're not so holy as I am, you do not do so to share the Lord, and as I enter this criticism. Must beware of this kritikarski spirit, because Christ never commanded us criticize your neighbor. He said to love your neighbor. Here Martha not only began to criticize her sister, but even began to criticize and Lord. Says: "Lord, programmable usb button do not you care?" We have not only a rebuke to his sister, but to God himself. How can you not care about me? How could you leave her to do nothing, and I can do anything. But she does not see that Mary is not do nothing. Mary has chosen just in the time period until the Lord present in her home, standing at his feet, that is, in His presence to stand. programmable usb button This looks like a prayer and what to do - to listen programmable usb button to His word, to hear his voice - it is preferred that to housework. And if the Lord came to your house, he does not need your chores, programmable usb button does not need your help. God does not need our help. We need His help. God needs no human cases, the Lord does not need human sweat, the Lord has need of obedience. Obedience means to listen and obey. So says - Lord, do not you care that my sister has left me to serve alone? See reproach against the Lord. Did you know there are people who criticize the Lord and Christians, at least in words. Some are offended the Lord, some are bitter, some are angry. Some say it openly, others in his heart he harbored. But when there is such a thing, this comes from ignorance of the Lord, ignorance of God's grace. Here we see Martha, who believes that by works will gain the favor of the Lord and Mary, which relies on God's grace. And after criticizes Lord has started programmable usb button to teach the Lord.
Already started handling and manipulation of the Lord's sister. Here manipulative prayers. Lord, tell her my sister, Lord, tell my husband, Lord, tell my children. You tell the Lord what to tell them. Should programmable usb button not we the Lord to decide what to tell them, because such prayers are beginning to manipulate. Lord, tell my sister to come help me. See how far can bring things when you come in the flesh under law. Relying on their own works of his own righteousness, which is filthy rags. But Jesus answered and said to her very well, he said:
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Tuesday, March 10, 2015
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Literary world Prose number 46 December 2012 tiger eye
The bus sped along the narrow togue bridge over Sushitca and rushed into the shadows of roadside togue trees. After the turn showed little togue town, the houses seemed rose to notice them better. togue White and color, immersed in the comfort of greenery, they eagerly awaited guests.
The bus slowed down onto the wide square, approached the bus stop. All we rained down like a sack of walnuts. Below other waiting passengers, who with a basket togue of lettuce, which with crate in which beleeha cups of vegetable seedlings.
I took in the sweeping wind sidewalk, steps in svezhozeleni grasses, break out of the joints between the tiles. From the temple came chime notifying togue the end of the festive liturgy. Mount sending naughty breeze ripped with invisible claws fluffy clouds, which spooked by the noise of the bell depart. It seemed to me that the light is amplified, kissed the rose bed in front of the community center.
I speeded away. Before me showed high verandah house with a huge terrace over which wound vine. Two canopy threw pleasant shady shelter. Evidently, the house was old but renovated and expanded, looked like new. Owner had tried to keep some of its authenticity, but he had dorazhubavil and because he could not afford it. Painted in warm orange, she reminded windy dawn, the windows were made of aluminum. Around the house grew passionate trees, tall pines that signed a green ring around her flesh.
I left the bag on the stairs and opened the door. To my ears came the howl of a vacuum cleaner. As if sensing my presence, pozamlakna to catch gently humming: "Marie, Grandma garbavka, you Hubavka daughter, if I do not give it, remember Grandma Marie will die." Involuntarily applauded, the old woman listened and turned his head to the threshold .
To be honest, I expected to feel the breath of roux and garlic, but grandmother Gizda proved me wrong: it smelled of health and generous hospitality. And the age limit smog to be kept clean and tidy, wanted to be up to date. I asked if there is any young people, and she got on with cleaning and arrangement of such a large house.
- That is what I am, I'm not lying sick, find time and keep the order in the house. Shame to relax and wait only daughter in law to take care of home. Zara cock crowed. Listening and I thought: My guest is coming from afar. So how commemoration in the city, son? Ruzhka me cry that day: Grandma, brother`s Venko taught artist. togue I saw his picture on TV. Well, when are you going to bring your lass to her poraduvame togue all here.
- And you did not know? Or pretend togue Gato ... Once I was little, I was a bachelor NAYDA to persons flirting: Hey, Siyko- gizdosiyko, you want to ornament as they rose bush in his cap ... Often gyuzdisvah with gold coins grandmother. Dizzy lights on my chest, and I do not otkanvam eyes in the mirror togue And when he - Siyo-Gizdosiyo, and Siyo-Gizdosiyo, and to this day ... forgotten my real name people.
Grandmother carry the table goat cheese, yogurt, honey jar. He sat down in the chair opposite me and began to study me with her round eyes. It was the breed of argenliite - gracious, generous people. Disliked curmudgeonly and zavistlivtsite, pressed silent, but take my word, had to listen togue unquestioningly.
I asked her how living among so many relatives at the gates permanently stop her car. She chuckled - I love people where talking and laughing, my home to be filled with guests such as the church of the Bachkovo monastery on Virgin Mary.
- Since Katina and Uncle you Anko returned from Imerika, many people priida asking them a native world, where was surrounded with water. You know, Kathy now take care of a sickly imerikanets, Georges his name. Bulgaria came in from a distant city of angels there was, of gyavolite you forgot his name. Deserted his man praises our women that were the most beautiful of the globe .. Yes I could cry, I would pick two or three and go back to my city, to show what beauty there grows your land. Did you see what tent stretched in the yard? Intervene on close and loose all sorts of tales. A Stamenka karnacheta bake and meatballs, togue grill, smoke, and the smell floating around courtyards, irritating togue people. Please enter them in the living room or on the verandah take up to glednat world from above, but not the state. Below them was a good thing ... What people They bought many to an apartment in the city, but run here, they were nice, wide. Come on, son, bustle around the yard, I must prepare your lunch ... Want steamed eggs, pour the oil?
I came out of the yard. It was large, with flower beds and romantic alley between them, with apple and cherry trees, at the bottom togue - spirited Slivak, smokovnik. Near the farm building flashing small pool, sparrows swarm courted timidly clear water. Surprise me miniature statue of a naked boy, whose pishle sprayed curly trickle. The boy watched the jet thoughtfully, as if he believed that pops out of it and would have little to h
The bus sped along the narrow togue bridge over Sushitca and rushed into the shadows of roadside togue trees. After the turn showed little togue town, the houses seemed rose to notice them better. togue White and color, immersed in the comfort of greenery, they eagerly awaited guests.
The bus slowed down onto the wide square, approached the bus stop. All we rained down like a sack of walnuts. Below other waiting passengers, who with a basket togue of lettuce, which with crate in which beleeha cups of vegetable seedlings.
I took in the sweeping wind sidewalk, steps in svezhozeleni grasses, break out of the joints between the tiles. From the temple came chime notifying togue the end of the festive liturgy. Mount sending naughty breeze ripped with invisible claws fluffy clouds, which spooked by the noise of the bell depart. It seemed to me that the light is amplified, kissed the rose bed in front of the community center.
I speeded away. Before me showed high verandah house with a huge terrace over which wound vine. Two canopy threw pleasant shady shelter. Evidently, the house was old but renovated and expanded, looked like new. Owner had tried to keep some of its authenticity, but he had dorazhubavil and because he could not afford it. Painted in warm orange, she reminded windy dawn, the windows were made of aluminum. Around the house grew passionate trees, tall pines that signed a green ring around her flesh.
I left the bag on the stairs and opened the door. To my ears came the howl of a vacuum cleaner. As if sensing my presence, pozamlakna to catch gently humming: "Marie, Grandma garbavka, you Hubavka daughter, if I do not give it, remember Grandma Marie will die." Involuntarily applauded, the old woman listened and turned his head to the threshold .
To be honest, I expected to feel the breath of roux and garlic, but grandmother Gizda proved me wrong: it smelled of health and generous hospitality. And the age limit smog to be kept clean and tidy, wanted to be up to date. I asked if there is any young people, and she got on with cleaning and arrangement of such a large house.
- That is what I am, I'm not lying sick, find time and keep the order in the house. Shame to relax and wait only daughter in law to take care of home. Zara cock crowed. Listening and I thought: My guest is coming from afar. So how commemoration in the city, son? Ruzhka me cry that day: Grandma, brother`s Venko taught artist. togue I saw his picture on TV. Well, when are you going to bring your lass to her poraduvame togue all here.
- And you did not know? Or pretend togue Gato ... Once I was little, I was a bachelor NAYDA to persons flirting: Hey, Siyko- gizdosiyko, you want to ornament as they rose bush in his cap ... Often gyuzdisvah with gold coins grandmother. Dizzy lights on my chest, and I do not otkanvam eyes in the mirror togue And when he - Siyo-Gizdosiyo, and Siyo-Gizdosiyo, and to this day ... forgotten my real name people.
Grandmother carry the table goat cheese, yogurt, honey jar. He sat down in the chair opposite me and began to study me with her round eyes. It was the breed of argenliite - gracious, generous people. Disliked curmudgeonly and zavistlivtsite, pressed silent, but take my word, had to listen togue unquestioningly.
I asked her how living among so many relatives at the gates permanently stop her car. She chuckled - I love people where talking and laughing, my home to be filled with guests such as the church of the Bachkovo monastery on Virgin Mary.
- Since Katina and Uncle you Anko returned from Imerika, many people priida asking them a native world, where was surrounded with water. You know, Kathy now take care of a sickly imerikanets, Georges his name. Bulgaria came in from a distant city of angels there was, of gyavolite you forgot his name. Deserted his man praises our women that were the most beautiful of the globe .. Yes I could cry, I would pick two or three and go back to my city, to show what beauty there grows your land. Did you see what tent stretched in the yard? Intervene on close and loose all sorts of tales. A Stamenka karnacheta bake and meatballs, togue grill, smoke, and the smell floating around courtyards, irritating togue people. Please enter them in the living room or on the verandah take up to glednat world from above, but not the state. Below them was a good thing ... What people They bought many to an apartment in the city, but run here, they were nice, wide. Come on, son, bustle around the yard, I must prepare your lunch ... Want steamed eggs, pour the oil?
I came out of the yard. It was large, with flower beds and romantic alley between them, with apple and cherry trees, at the bottom togue - spirited Slivak, smokovnik. Near the farm building flashing small pool, sparrows swarm courted timidly clear water. Surprise me miniature statue of a naked boy, whose pishle sprayed curly trickle. The boy watched the jet thoughtfully, as if he believed that pops out of it and would have little to h
Monday, March 9, 2015
- Katilski, Debilski in a sense is right. wqn Recently this
All present as command stood up and snapped to attention when the door of the methodological office appeared BB General himself, or as it is popularly called in generals was he - Big Boss.
- "Umbrella" is not drawn not so much the boss he knows our abilities! - Indignant behavior of his colleague Katilski bearing somehow strange nickname "umbrella", General Kashishki wqn that terribly annoyed when someone else is weighed down by more of a "boss wqn of all bosses".
- Stop immediately with your nagging! I have not gathered here to exchange digs and work to do. - Shouted his subordinates Big Boss. - Listen to me carefully now. Operation "Balatsi" passed with great success. Slung them those from the European Union and here we are now and us - in Europe. I thought, now we Europeans will cease to deal with us and leave us to live our lives as we know Nee. But I was wrong, nothing like that! Every day they arrived here in some European dandy and his first job is to blame us that we do not fight enough against organized crime that we have imprisoned crime boss.
- Obviously, you'll need to put a crime boss in jail. To their mouths zataknem Europeans. And our critics-journalists who are their melody! So you and I gathered to decide who he is! - Continue the exhibition without paying attention to the lines of Debilski and Katilski, General BB
- Kashishki, wake up, you obviously wqn still live in the twentieth century. Times now are other manners too. That is why, a new approach must! - Said by pirate General Levashki, better known by its nickname "approach" - Behold, chief editors as can organize hunting and chief editors to bring you shopping! This is it, the modern, European thinking, not your kashishki performances.
- Sea, depend on me, they will see a shopping and a hunting but Naas ... - razlyuti is General Kashishki - packed them with money made them all millionaires and gratitude, what will write whatever they want! And this will not be!
- A really reaching wqn out to organized wqn crime, we have to put at least one of the emblematic figures and in prison. - Big Boss continued, abstracting from quibble among his subordinates.
- And, how did "The Lion"? So it is our national symbol, holy! And just reaching out to him? - Jump as stung General Katilski - I do not agree. There is so much many mobsters as to sacrifice most worthy!
- Katilski, Debilski in a sense is right. wqn Recently this "Lion", wqn something has razpishtolil. "Lion" drove the most expensive car in the country, "" The Lion "stuck another wqn miski", "Lion" counts 20 million for a new yacht "- it is not a day goes by without his feat is reflected in the media. As she went, people like nothing can think that he manages this country.
- Well, boss, they people wqn are not so much simple, they know very well who decides everything in our dear, home state. wqn And I promise to do amicable note of "Lion" to correct their behavior with a view to your remarks.
- How, "elephant", my friend ?! - And this will not be !! Not only "Elephant", defended his friend General Kashishki - With so mobsters to jail, just the most intelligent of them, this is a crime! "Elephant" with this huge brain is worth at least as much as a dozen mafia bosses. Should I be deprived of his services because of some stupid Europeans?
- A "Lisika" is actually my mole in the underworld. Work not only for themselves but also for me! So forget! Find a another victim! - Jump as Matrosov before embrasure to protect their man, General wqn Levashki
- Are not you tired of telling it to you this story? Well, if you insist, listen: "It was more than twenty years. Socialism. And our resolve to make our country a tourist wqn attraction to attract foreign tourists. How? As build a tower, an inclined than in Pisa, so that people come here to see and be fascinated. Assigned to a brigade task / then companies would rather brigades / she occupies with construction, but ultimately rather inclined tower, going from rights law. Assigned to the second brigade to build the Leaning Tower - the same result again. Finally assigned to a brigade of Hero of Socialist Labor - to cope with the task. And a new failure. Three perfectly straight tower. Cry me one day the boss, then I was a young operative and tells me: "These imperialists obviously learned what hit them kroim and harness their potential wqn to sabotage the construction of us inclined tower. Go and reveal saboteurs ". I'm going, investigating the case, but no sabotage is not found. Then strain your gray matter and suddenly dawn on me - is the wrong approach wrongly given the task. Share their thoughts with the boss, he came and gave me dude
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Literary world Prose number 39 April 2012 IZ "BORDER infinite. TRAVEL IN ITS LITERATURE "
* One is not born salao. One day he suddenly became doorchimesuk such without any apparent reason. Likely - by the end of his life. Salao is a man whom he did not go. Misfortune! I think I salao. Perhaps because I am a reader and writer ... But that's why I was born ?!
* Perhaps all salao ... And the old man Santiago Hemingway is bash salao. Heptane is salao - defeated marlin, but sharks doorchimesuk tearing huge fish. Yet one does not leave even the biggest salao be only the largest doorchimesuk salao. Someone takes some dreams, but it gives others.
* This one is not God and a good writer! A good writer is not higher than God, is high and human. Therefore it is further away from God and closer to people. God is busy with important things will not waste time on small things like storytelling minor thing as human. God teach what and how. A good writer is not god and mentor. Just good and so.
* Hemingway wasted your time to tell how his old man "is not he dreamed storms, women, doorchimesuk events, or large fish and beatings, not dreaming arm wrestling, nor his wife. Now only dreaming places and lions along the coast. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them ... "And the last words of salao Santiago are: ... dreaming of lions. The writer is not omnipotent forces and will help any salao. But it is merciful - donated doorchimesuk his dreams.
* John Griffith Chaney San Francisco: Bachkator in the canning factory, pirate oysters sealer doorchimesuk in Japan and Siberia, tramp in prison, a failed student at the University doorchimesuk of California, more failed prospector in the Klondike, revolutionary, rummy, womanizer ... And much more! How experienced, doorchimesuk how many secrets you know, but do not hide ... What a great, great, great guy his hey, Jack London, doorchimesuk my mother!
* He knows everything about wolves and dogs - "Call of the Wild," "White Fang," "Jerry Islander," "Michael, brother of Jerry," its northern odysseys. All for boxing - "The Mexican," "primitive beast" doorchimesuk ... (How bitterly crying old Tom in "piece of meat"!) Everything about poker and roulette, alcohol and women, deposits and flush gold for games and stock speculation ... In Alaska, for the Pacific and its islands doorchimesuk ... For the occult, politics, literature, the success - often perishable and always ruthless. And what men only, what real men live in Forty Mile, the islands inhabited by cannibals, how overpowering over black, red, yellow and white, over myself ... ferocious nitssheanstvo doorchimesuk Wolf Larsen, insane endurance Burning Daylight, doorchimesuk friendship Smaug linen and Jack Shorty ... And that masculine fair Malemute Kid ... Guys, lift cups and speak like him: And the health of the passenger who is on the trail tonight! Let him get the food! Hopefully his dogs to endure! Hopefully the matches he always catches fire!
* There is hardly anything of translated in our books by Jack London, which I have not read. Many of them many times! Today's Americans do not give a damn about him, but he is more than many other, who fall. (It's doorchimesuk not Kingovtsi doorchimesuk and Brownie - them to the number bestselardzhiite! World talentless "danbraunyasa" and "haripotaryasa", but come not to sow radish root ...) I linen smokers. Peter Salama - Jack Shorty. It Winnie ate meat and despised all "chechako". A girls liked "The Little Lady of the Big House," "Moon Valley", "Hearts of Three" - pretty landscapes and psychological characteristics. Such "female" we did not need - we were looking for a girl like Joy Gastaut. And I podpyavahme: Why do we have of us women, why we are on us women when we krimbamboli, krimbamboli, krimbamboli-and-dad and ... once we heard and sang with us. He learned that it is men who eat meat sword. doorchimesuk
* At the end of fifth grade read "Martin Eden". With shock! Nothing that ruined me inability to understand what is "phenomenon" and what "noumenon". Tormenting me and that strange phrase: There is no god except the unknowable and Herbert Spencer is his prophet. May this prophet given the hero of Chekhov's "Duel" when prolomotva that bored to sleep with a woman who read Spencer. Well if you do not read, the more interesting you will be sleeping ?!
* I decided to sleep five hours to work in the laundry, day and night to read and write, to fight with the cheese head, and finally, reached fame, but misunderstood and lonely - to drown. I only fighting with Vanco - call it cheesy head and is further clear! But parents easily razpletoha case and their affiliated forces ended the skirmishes us. Beat, but "Martin Eden" realized that literature despise winners. Pages for "the dregs of society doorchimesuk & #
* One is not born salao. One day he suddenly became doorchimesuk such without any apparent reason. Likely - by the end of his life. Salao is a man whom he did not go. Misfortune! I think I salao. Perhaps because I am a reader and writer ... But that's why I was born ?!
* Perhaps all salao ... And the old man Santiago Hemingway is bash salao. Heptane is salao - defeated marlin, but sharks doorchimesuk tearing huge fish. Yet one does not leave even the biggest salao be only the largest doorchimesuk salao. Someone takes some dreams, but it gives others.
* This one is not God and a good writer! A good writer is not higher than God, is high and human. Therefore it is further away from God and closer to people. God is busy with important things will not waste time on small things like storytelling minor thing as human. God teach what and how. A good writer is not god and mentor. Just good and so.
* Hemingway wasted your time to tell how his old man "is not he dreamed storms, women, doorchimesuk events, or large fish and beatings, not dreaming arm wrestling, nor his wife. Now only dreaming places and lions along the coast. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them ... "And the last words of salao Santiago are: ... dreaming of lions. The writer is not omnipotent forces and will help any salao. But it is merciful - donated doorchimesuk his dreams.
* John Griffith Chaney San Francisco: Bachkator in the canning factory, pirate oysters sealer doorchimesuk in Japan and Siberia, tramp in prison, a failed student at the University doorchimesuk of California, more failed prospector in the Klondike, revolutionary, rummy, womanizer ... And much more! How experienced, doorchimesuk how many secrets you know, but do not hide ... What a great, great, great guy his hey, Jack London, doorchimesuk my mother!
* He knows everything about wolves and dogs - "Call of the Wild," "White Fang," "Jerry Islander," "Michael, brother of Jerry," its northern odysseys. All for boxing - "The Mexican," "primitive beast" doorchimesuk ... (How bitterly crying old Tom in "piece of meat"!) Everything about poker and roulette, alcohol and women, deposits and flush gold for games and stock speculation ... In Alaska, for the Pacific and its islands doorchimesuk ... For the occult, politics, literature, the success - often perishable and always ruthless. And what men only, what real men live in Forty Mile, the islands inhabited by cannibals, how overpowering over black, red, yellow and white, over myself ... ferocious nitssheanstvo doorchimesuk Wolf Larsen, insane endurance Burning Daylight, doorchimesuk friendship Smaug linen and Jack Shorty ... And that masculine fair Malemute Kid ... Guys, lift cups and speak like him: And the health of the passenger who is on the trail tonight! Let him get the food! Hopefully his dogs to endure! Hopefully the matches he always catches fire!
* There is hardly anything of translated in our books by Jack London, which I have not read. Many of them many times! Today's Americans do not give a damn about him, but he is more than many other, who fall. (It's doorchimesuk not Kingovtsi doorchimesuk and Brownie - them to the number bestselardzhiite! World talentless "danbraunyasa" and "haripotaryasa", but come not to sow radish root ...) I linen smokers. Peter Salama - Jack Shorty. It Winnie ate meat and despised all "chechako". A girls liked "The Little Lady of the Big House," "Moon Valley", "Hearts of Three" - pretty landscapes and psychological characteristics. Such "female" we did not need - we were looking for a girl like Joy Gastaut. And I podpyavahme: Why do we have of us women, why we are on us women when we krimbamboli, krimbamboli, krimbamboli-and-dad and ... once we heard and sang with us. He learned that it is men who eat meat sword. doorchimesuk
* At the end of fifth grade read "Martin Eden". With shock! Nothing that ruined me inability to understand what is "phenomenon" and what "noumenon". Tormenting me and that strange phrase: There is no god except the unknowable and Herbert Spencer is his prophet. May this prophet given the hero of Chekhov's "Duel" when prolomotva that bored to sleep with a woman who read Spencer. Well if you do not read, the more interesting you will be sleeping ?!
* I decided to sleep five hours to work in the laundry, day and night to read and write, to fight with the cheese head, and finally, reached fame, but misunderstood and lonely - to drown. I only fighting with Vanco - call it cheesy head and is further clear! But parents easily razpletoha case and their affiliated forces ended the skirmishes us. Beat, but "Martin Eden" realized that literature despise winners. Pages for "the dregs of society doorchimesuk & #
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