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| Post 511 made on Saturday January 18, 2003 at 13:36 |
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lock martin played gort in tdtess, based on a short story called 'farewell to the master' by harry bates. when mrk and i got into a trivia war about the movie (a loooong time ago), we realized we had yet another common interest. and marked the point where friendly adversaries quit 'adversarying'.
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| Post 512 made on Saturday January 18, 2003 at 13:43 |
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WOW! Thanks. That's a GREAT story!
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| Post 513 made on Saturday January 18, 2003 at 14:41 |
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like it? i can come up with as many as you can read.
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| Post 514 made on Saturday January 18, 2003 at 16:04 |
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OK, tell me a bedtime story!
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| Post 515 made on Saturday January 18, 2003 at 18:25 |
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so i descended from the first enclosurdown to the second circle, that which girdleless space but grief more great, that goads to weeping
there dreadful minos stands, gnashing his teethexamining the sins of those who enterhe judges and assigns as his tail twines
i mean that when the spirit born to eviappears before him, it confesses alland he, the connoisseur of sin, can tethe depth in hell appropriate to itas many times as minos wraps his taiaround himself, that marks the sinner's level
always there is a crowd that stands before himeach soul in turn advances toward that judgmentthey speak and hear, then they are cast below
arresting his extraordinary taskminos, as soon as he had seen me, said"o you who reach this house of suffering
be careful how you enter, whom you trustthe gate is wide, but do not be deceived!to which my guide replied: "but why protest
do not attempt to block his fated pathour passage has been willed above, where oncan do what he has willed; and ask no more.
now notes of desperation have beguto overtake my hearing; now i comwhere mighty lamentation beats against me
i reached a place where every light is mutedwhich bellows like the sea beneath a tempestwhen it is battered by opposing winds
the hellish hurricane, which never restsdrives on the spirits with its violencewheeling and pounding, it harasses them
when they come up against the ruined slopethen there are cries and wailing and lamentand there they curse the force of the divine
i learned that those who undergo this tormenare damned because they sinned within the fleshsubjecting reason to the rule of lust
and as, in the cold season, starlings' wingbear them along in broad and crowded ranksso does that blast bear on the guilty spirits
now here, now there, now down, now up, it drives themthere is no hope that ever comforts them--no hope for rest and none for lesser pain
and just as cranes in flight will chant their laysarraying their long file across the airso did the shades i saw approaching, borby that assailing wind, lament and moanso that i asked him: "master, who are thoswho suffer punishment in this dark air?
"the first of those about whose historyou want to know," my master told me"once ruled as empress over many nations
her vice of lust became so customarthat she made license licit in her lawto free her from the scandal she had caused
she is semiramis, of whom we reathat she was ninus' wife and successorshe held the land the sultan now commands
that other spirit killed herself for loveand she betrayed the ashes of sychaeusthe wanton cleopatra follows next
see helen, for whose sake so many yearof evil had to pass; see great achilleswho finally met love--in his last battle
see paris, tristan..."--and he pointed ouand named to me more than a thousand shadedeparted from our life because of love
no sooner had i heard my teacher namthe ancient ladies and the knights, than pitseized me, and i was like a man astray
my first words: "poet, i should willinglspeak with those two who go together therand seem so lightly carried by the wind.
and he said to me: "you'll see when they draw closeto us, and then you may appeal to theby that love which impels them. they will come.
no sooner had the wind bent them towards uthan i urged on my voice: "o battered soulsif one does not forbid it, speak with us.
even as doves when summoned by desireborne forward by their will, move through the aiwith wings uplifted, still, to their sweet nest
those spirits left the ranks where dido suffersapproaching us through the malignant airso powerful had been my loving cry
"o living being, gracious and benignwho through the darkened air have come to visiour souls that stained the world with blood, if who rules the universe were friend to usthen we should pray to him to give you peacefor you have pitied our atrocious state
whatever pleases you to hear and speawill please us, too, to hear and speak with younow while the wind is silent, in this place
the land where i was born lies on that shorto which the po together with the waterthat follow it descends to final rest
love, that can quickly seize the gentle hearttook hold of him because of the fair bodtaken from me--how that was done still wounds me
love, that releases no beloved from lovingtook hold of me so strongly that through his beautthat, as you see, it has not left me yet
love led the two of us unto one deathcaina waits for him who took our life.these words were borne across from them to us
when i had listened to those injured soulsi bent my head and held it low untithe poet asked of me: "what are you thinking?
when i replied, my words began: "alashow many gentle thoughts, how deep a longinghad led them to the agonizing pass!
then i addressed my speech again to themand i began: "francesca, your afflictionmove me to tears of sorrow and of pity
but tell me, in the time of gentle sighswith what and in what way did love allow yoto recognize your still uncertain longings?
and she to me: "there is no greater sorrothan thinking back upon a happy timin misery--and this your teacher knows
yet if you long so much to understanthe first root of our love, then i shall telmy tale to you as one who weeps and speaks
one day, to pass the time away, we reaof lancelot--how love had overcame himwe were alone, and we suspected nothing
and time and time again that reading leour eyes to meet, and made our faces paleand yet one point alone defeated us
when we had read how the desired smilwas kissed by one who was so true a loverthis one, who never shall be parted from me
while all his body trembled, kissed my moutha gallehault indeed, that book and hwho wrote it, too; that day we read no more.
and while one spirit said these words to methe other wept, so that--because of pity-i fainted, as if i had met my death
and then i fell as a dead body falls
dante alighieri's inferno, canto v: translation by allen mandelbaum
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| Post 516 made on Sunday January 19, 2003 at 07:05 |
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The Odyssey follows Homer’s original story of Odysseus’ struggle to return home after fighting the Trojan War. Beginning with Odysseus’ meeting Princess Nausicaa, the play looks back upon the many adventures Odysseus and his men faced.
In the first episode, Odysseus and his men, led by his friend Pete, stop on Cape Maleas to restock their supplies. There they encounter strange lotus plants that make his men lose their memories. Losing many of his men, Odysseus continues onward.
Soon, the crew make an unexpected stop at the island of the Cyclops, Polyphemus. Polly, an awkward teenage Cyclops, finds Pete trying to steal her sheep for food. Odysseus must use his brain, instead of his brawn, to free Pete and escape Polly. Meanwhile, Polly’s father, Poseidon, creates a storm which ravages Odysseus’ boat, and forces them to land on another island to make repairs. There, they meet Aeoulus, God of the Winds, who gives them a present: a bag of adverse winds, thus allowing Odysseus and his men to make it home safely. Odysseus thanks Aeoulus, and they continue towards home.
On route, Pete becomes suspicious of Odysseus and believes the bag of winds must really be filled with treasure. He opens the bag; the ship is again thrown off-course, and lands on the island of Aeaea. There, the lonely goddess Circe turns Odysseus’ men into pigs. She agrees to turn them back only if Odysseus stays with her for one year. He does, and the crew again continues their journey home. On their way, they stop to make offerings to Tiresias for a safe journey.
A few days later, the boat comes upon the Sirens, who hypnotize Pete into almost crashing the boat. Again, Odysseus uses his brains to defeat the Sirens. All is well, until the boat comes upon Charybdis, a huge whirlpool, and The Scylla, a 6 headed monster. This time it is Pete who uses his head, having learned from Odysseus that although brawn is helpful, brains can get you out of almost any situation.
Finally, heading once more towards home, Zeus, seeing that Pete has stolen his cows for food, destroys the boat. Pete is lost at sea, as Odysseus makes it to shore where he is saved by Princess Nausicaa.
Hearing his story and feeling badly for him, Princess Nausicaa and her family provide a boat for Odysseus to end his journey. He makes it home, but it is a hollow victory: he has lost most of his crew. He has, however, gained confidence, learned not to make fun of others, and discovered that his intellect was his most valued weapon on his Odyssey.
THE ODYSSEY by HOMER
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| Post 517 made on Sunday January 19, 2003 at 13:33 |
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"THE ODYSSEY by HOMER", cliff notes version.......last time i read it, it was well over 300 pages long.
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| Post 518 made on Sunday January 19, 2003 at 13:57 |
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Once upon a time they lived happily ever after.
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| Post 519 made on Tuesday January 21, 2003 at 02:16 |
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oh.....would that it were so.
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| Post 520 made on Thursday January 30, 2003 at 10:21 |
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Once upon a time, when God and nymphs lived in heaven, nymphs used to visit the earth to sightsee or to bathe. One day some nymphs went down to visit a waterfall in the mountains. They put their flying clothes on the tree near the waterfall. Meanwhile, a kind woodcutter was also on the mountain. He saved a fawn that was trapped by a thorny bush. The fawn said, "Thank you so much. In return I'll tell you how to get a nymph for a wife." The fawn said that if the woodcutter stole and hid away a nymph's flying clothes, he would be able to marry her. He also advised the wood cutter not to let the nymph know about her stolen flying clothes until they have at least four children together. The wood cutter went to the waterfall which the fawn had told him about. He found the flying clothes and hid them in his closet. The nymph without her flying clothes had to stay on earth. Hearing the nymph cry, the wood cutter invited her into his house. After getting married, the wood cutter and nymph had a happy life with their children. One day, when they already had three children, the wood cutter told his wife the truth about having hidden her flying clothes in his closet. The next day when the wood cutter went outside to work, the nymph took her flying clothes out of the closet and flew to heaven along with her three children. She carried one child on her back and held one child in each arm. The wood cutter saw his wife flying with the three children, and he regretted having told his wife the truth before they'd had four children. If there would have been four children, the nymph could not have carried them all to heaven.
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| Post 521 made on Monday February 3, 2003 at 15:41 |
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And in the end...
The love you take...
is equal to the love you make.
I think the Beatles said it all. I have nothing to add.
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| Post 522 made on Monday February 3, 2003 at 15:54 |
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| Post 523 made on Monday February 3, 2003 at 16:04 |
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If I must, then how about this...
Ob la di, ob la da, life goes on - bra!
La la how the life goes on.
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| Post 524 made on Monday February 3, 2003 at 20:52 |
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I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
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| Post 525 made on Tuesday February 4, 2003 at 09:48 |
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Something (the opposite of nothing)...
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