Monday, February 28, 2011

Cydia Source For Pokemon Cheats

Mecklenburg Antiquities

large stone grave "Saßnitz Forest Hall 1, Ruegen
here found

I know the phrase sounds a bit like nonsense, but the state of Mecklenburg acts in some ways a little vegetable. It is not without history, there is even a very old country, we have drawn the most devastating storms over it, but it is, it always remained rather passive in nature. From here, never really expected something that the world had held its breath. Some remarkable people has certainly spawned Johann Heinrich Voss instance, or the much beloved Queen Luise. The ruling dukes, if it were well off, able, but this was also due to their restricted by the Constitution-sized room. Grand Duke Friedrich Franz II of Mecklenburg (Schwerin) was born on 28 February 1823 was undoubtedly a good and tried man, only I know my words by 2 years ago not very much to add. have been his mother, Alexandrine of Prussia , a daughter mentioned was the Queen Louise, must however, an impressive person, as I noted once before. For a suitable picture of a megalithic tomb by the way I had to resort to the island of Ruegen, but like it exists in Mecklenburg too.

Chennai Kmbd Bus Stop

An act for the Milky Way

"From the series The editor recalls"

The basic idea, which I made in January 1994 and I packed into a comprehensive concept paper were, in some cases very far into the future. All this, however, had something to do with the fact that I act with the ongoing management not fully satisfied was. I had the development of the action a little too vague before, she was influenced by ideas that had emerged in a jolly mood and quickly forgotten.

was important to me that for example the Milky Way was upgraded as a central location for the novel's action. Although I did have fallen, as in Ayindi cycle between 1700 and 1749 the volumes of the bazaars Hamam Esch in the novels appeared, and so curious about the coming Hamam Esch-making cycle. At the same time but I had bad memories of how illogical I had found the Akon-stories between the volumes of 1600 and 1649th

It was already clear at this time, should continue as the current cycle. The Novels should play in the faraway galaxy Hirdobaan, but I was not enough. "The Milky action is not action-supporting for the overall plot, which I am certainly" aware, I wrote and requested that the Milky Way must "be more clearly structured." I was in my internal critique quite specific: "The current approach - first time with a bit of Akon, then the Galactic Guardians, then return the FAMUG - I do not like, there must in my opinion more trustworthy relationships here,"

One of my claims: the. "Enemy in the Milky Way" would be a "background-sparring partner, I saw him" as a permanent Enemy for several cycles, "and drew on an idea by Ernst Vlcek. He had introduced the Galactic Guardians, and I wanted to use them. They are "foundation for the structure of a intergalactic Mafia, compared to the old Condos Vasac the time of the Solar Empire" - so my suggestion. This power must "with influence at the highest positions of Galaktikums be provided at various levels to work."

stayed at this I thought, especially on popular movies, in which it was always about the most complex crimes. I imagined being able to put such stories in a science-fiction series successfully, "one part more mundane things like piracy, drug trafficking, arms trading daily organizer, "on the other more dangerous things like the influence on politicians and business people. Such an organization would "work for the author always something to offer> interlace, 'without us rather helpless constructs such as the Blue Legion need."

I pointed to the argument: "An inter-galactic, or is even throughout the Local Group operating Mafia always more dangerous than a bunch of cranks" Later we sat around a portion of it.. When we started but with the Egon Thor overall complex, but soon we needed no "sparring partner" more, and the Galactic Guardians sank slowly into oblivion ...

What has yet to be implemented later, was my call, Arkon incorporate stronger. "We can Arkon as a counterpart (not enemy) to Terra thus always easily weave into the story," I wrote and suggested: "The national group - to Theta of Ariga and Cassian - the Arkon system are gaining influence and gains in the years 1219/1220 to power by democratic means in the old empire. With a consistent> Home-ins Reich "policy (which must occur not even militarily) the Arkoniden build in the years back to their old empire"

Who remembers no more about it. For years, played the Arkoniden PERRY RHODAN in the series no more relevant role, and I found illogical. "To Karl-Herbert Scheer times had the Arkon Empire a few thousand solar systems, today's empire is just a few hundred," I argued: "That the Arkoniden but then - using the jumper for example - and the trading monopoly of the Cosmic Hanse in question and put on your own trade with foreign galaxies, I consider suitable to provide> Background \u0026lt;for the entire story

Later, of course, all very different. Robert Feldhoff had the brilliant idea to become the Emperor Bostich I. , and Rainer Castor created with the full background to his work the Arkon Empire, as in the 90 years after treatment and was decisive in the PERRY RHODAN series.

fan-oriented rather think of my forth my thoughts on the trade routes were. Again and again, had been described in the novels that "Hanse caravans and caravans in the Local Group gave out," and build I wanted. Says Ernst Vlcek had in 1660, the band "priest-mountain trade route from the Hauri Aralon" mentioned, I wanted to feed the whole, but stronger.

In my concept, I thought, "also offer trade routes such as the Duchy of Krandhor (which is still threatened by the Aychartan pirates?), The thickness of the former metropolitan by Seth-Apophis, the realm of the 30 galaxies of the Anoree after Gruelfin and M 87 or in the Lares galaxy always possibilities. "

Today I am glad that we have not been implemented. The act would be shredded, they would have found less evidence, and the Egon Thor cycle later anyway, we found a way to see many other galaxies and to provide the authors of such a huge scope for their ideas and novels ...

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Does Five Below Sell Xbox 360 Games

After the meeting

PERRY RHODAN The team meeting was on Friday, she was successful. On Saturday, I cared little about the series, but rather about my personal life, now I have ran to the notes.

One or other note is yes in principle nothing but a concrete order. And since I'm starting to prefer the same, before the issue back sags ". So I write again hard.

Stores That Sell Dickies Bookbag

Sunday &

roughly translated

I did it this time around with the images over the top. But this is only the fact is due that I was very happy today. On my side of the table it was time to peppers. One of the two ended up in a steak - pepper - Gratin (on the 2nd image in raw form, along with cream, thyme, basil and onions), the other in a salad.


The gratin was a bit too long in the oven, due my usual poor sense of time, you see it in him, but it did not impair the taste. The salad was next to the pepper of tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, olives and pickled peppers, to some water from the cucumber and capsicum, olive oil, salt and pepper of course. Recommended.


Why 2 dishes. My mother may not include peppers. For that, and I will be back fiercely criticized for this remark, she loves her food about 6 to 7, with which they had delighted her family for decades. This time they had very large appetite for goulash. Not that it would not become a good stew. Was it. She also was able to once again cook. But, and that's the only reason why I made that remark, I get some dishes for the next few decades, only in exceptional cases herunter. Und so einen Tag hatten wir heute nicht.


This time I overstated a bit with the pictures. But it’s only due to the fact that I was pretty satisfied today. On my side of the table the theme was peppers. One of the two ended up in a steak - pepper - Gratin (on the 2nd image in raw form, with cream, thyme, basil and onions), the other in a salad. The gratin was a bit too long in the oven (my usual poor time management) as you can see, but it did not impair the taste. The salad was made next to the pepper from tomatoes, gherkins, onions, olives and pickled peppers, with a little water from the pickled pepper and gherkins, olive oil, salt and pepper of course. Enjoyable.


Why 2 dishes? Well, like some other things my mother doesn’t like peppers. But, and I will be fiercely criticized for this remark again, she loves her preferred about 6 to 7 dishes, with which she had delighted her family for decades. This time she had very big appetite for goulash. Well it was a good goulash, really. Plus once again she had an opportunity to cook. But, and that's the only reason why I made that remark, for the next few decades some dishes I only can eat sometimes. And today was not such a day.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Do You Aspirate Heparin Seringe Or

Manfred of Sicily

Siegel Manfreds, hier gefunden

Und einer her saying, Thou here nahest •
Whoever you mayest - by researching exact
remembrance if you saw this side of me ever!

I kicking to him that I found him looking
saw he was blonde and beautiful sections of noble • ..
spellte Only one cut him a brew. As I timidly

denied that our footsteps
met each • he continued to speak
After a sore pointing to the middle

the chest and a smile: Look! do you know Manfred
The grandchild of the Empress Constance?
I beg you come out of this Eden:

search was my beautiful daughter to the splendor of Sicily and Aragon
live and tell me if
one else says it all:

After I felt through the body
twofold quake death-blow • I have with me the fear
likes to give us pardon.

have committed terrible sins I
are unlimited but the poor quality
So great that they get to what you are fleeing.

Cosenza's shepherd the flock with his
of the pope, I forwarded - it would have meant a
From God read as he have mercy •

subject So again nor my bones
In Benevento the passage of the bridge
And under watch massive stone . Now they

driving rain and wind debris
malice to the Empire beyond - to the river where he wanted to
that lights went out they are back. should not apply

But their thunder grumbled so much that
and never came back eternal love
If a green germ of hope.

Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy, Purgatory, III. Vocals, 103-135
in the transfer of Stefan George
found here

This medieval popes, with their profane greed really unpleasant symptoms. Therefore, it could happen to the papacy nothing better than to be given the presumption of secular rule struck from the hands, obviously put something in the way, since in any case one can look back with some relief to all this.

King Manfred, the beloved, richly gifted and subsequently legitimized son of Emperor Frederick II, fell on 26 February 1266th The popes who wanted to switch off with the Swabians, the probability of a strong empire, triumph allowed. And so hopefully burn the hottest place of hell Innocent IV, as well as silent Jacques Pantaléon, by Guido le Gros.

Dante has attempted in his "Divine Comedy" for him a kind of vindication, and I was glad to see that George in his transfer in exactly the right Point broke off. Manfred had no chance to claim the kingdom of his father, but in his Sicilian kingdom once flourished briefly the culture of the Hohenstaufen. After much effort was "Pope Urban IV to Charles of Anjou finally had a willing executioner who, after the successful battle of Benevento for him the members of the fallen king Manfred literally rotting for decades in prison and received the kingdom under his control. On the distant horizon, one may indeed at the thought of the "Sicilian Vespers" delight, but, well.

It seems that I am at the moment once again in historic Constitution. Here the 2 poetic experiments in the field.

Hermann von Lingg

King Manfred

cry To
King Manfred of Sicily and Taranto;
There is a time of stone
extends from the bridge of Benevento.

A hero does not know how larger
The glory of Italy,
rests under the stones of time
at the bridge of Benevento.

As long as the stars seem
And the sun in the sky, walking
revenge plays the stone from the bridge of Benevento
!


Felix Dahn

King Manfred's grave

the dead Manfred plundered Burgundians,
mauling him with twenty Lance wounds,
gladly gave the heretics each one stitch:
And Charles of Anjou, entered the lead-colored pale
fixed with brazen foot on the breast of the corpse
And said, "Aas are you - am Mr." I

on barren moorland. servants buried
Away from the way it braids among thorns. -
a cripple, he put the well-done once
Will 'him a wooden cross on the grave: let
However, with dogs chase him away
John, Cardinal Cosenza.

A thorn bush was only characteristic of that facility. -
But after six years dreamed in purple bed
The Anjou, - to him he banged his hand! - The
Manfred dead hear him speak threateningly
"Your kingdom is without a trace break in Italy.
I rest now in the open country,"

rise drove the tyrant, "This Omen I turn!
the heretic ausgegrab'ne bone I send
to France, then to lower them into the sea "- And
sent to the battlefield," he was his messenger,
Many hundred captors after a death: -
you came home, the hands empty.

"Lord" - they said - "like us swallow your anger -
We can not bring you this King: A
Bush - as you know - stand in the place: The
must been his wild roses
For now unpredictable in the spring wind caress
Many thousand, a thousand roses bloom. !

> the forest of roses \u0026lt;calls the place the crowd;
Unscheidbar the surging crowd fragrant shrub:
was impossible that it recognizes the grave "- -
Long 'is bloody fall of the Angevin Empire:
sings To Manfred an army of nightingales
In Rosenwald of Benevento.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Average Length Sinus Infection

Today times Neuweier

Who has never heard the term Neuweier, may not be Kraemer: When is the village it is a district of Baden-Baden, where it has scheduled the PERRY RHODAN team meeting. We meet in a small guest house on the edge of the forest.

there is much to discuss, from the band through to 2600 to PERRY RHODAN-WeltCon 2011th As we have invited author Uwe Anton, our author's Exposé on whose expertise we will bring into the conference.

Chapter Reviews For Deathwatch

Laire I loved it

Since today is already the PERRY RHODAN Book "The Loow and the Eye 'at me on the table, the number 113 of the still successful series. I have not even removed the package and am looking forward about it.

For I remember very well how I read as a teenager, the original-issue novels. End of the 70s were the Loow a big issue, and the school breaks I discussed with other PERRY RHODAN readers about it. Today's books - and this is always a nice review.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Names Of The Parts Of Older Wooden Sailboats

John Keats

John Keats, Portrait of William Hilton
found here

ODE ON A GRECIAN
URN.

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness!
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? what maidens loath?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal—yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
Forever piping songs forever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
Forever warm and still to be enjoy’d,
Forever panting and forever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy’d,
A burning forehead and a parching tongue.

Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead’st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea-shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e’er return.

O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity
: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain
in Midst of other woe Than ours
, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty, "that is all Ye know
on earth, and all ye need to know.


Ode on a Grecian Urn

love chaste bride of the constant silence you,
you foster child from day to day and silence!
Welch flowery Waldgeschichtchen you describe it -
say And sweeter than a Reimer own?
Welch blattumrankte March umstreicht your round
of gods or humans or both
In Tempe or Arcadia slopes?
Who are they, the girls revel in the fear?
chases What is so great? What struggles and escapes so colorful?
Welch flute song? Welch lustberauschtes pressure?

is heard song is sweet, but sweeter
An unheard: gentle flute, continues!
O like you, quietly, more delicious than you, You
ghostly silent-song companion!
You never can, young people and listen to the song, never losing
As the trees their leaves here;
you boldly in love, can never, never kiss you,
So you also close to the goal - but do not be afraid:
She never fades! Will you also have to do without,
If you love beauty and grace she always.

Fortunately tree in eternal springtime,
never fall down your branches leaves.
Fortunately singer, without fatigue
For more fluting always new songs!
And love, love, full of greater happiness:
For more hot and awaiting the fulfillment,
you always chasing, you're always young!
How is back in front of you living greed,
makes the heart sick, in the enjoyment of solidification,
heated the brain and barren scorched tongue!

And who are the priests here
And that heifer? Which thank god
bloom In the Open them with the most beautiful animal sacrifice,
The wreaths the silken flanks?
What small town on the river, in mountains grove
at sea beach, town and castle to military and peace.
Is this pious day with empty streets?
You little town will ever be dumb now, because no
is fated to return home ever
you proclaim, why are you leaving Sun

O Attic shape, as beautiful as ever beheld
To the marble man and girls have grown,
with full branches and trodden herb,
Silent shape! you call us in thoughts,
How Ever it does: Cold pastoral!
Are we then, with our suffering, so find
else you'll be suffering and sorrows
comfort to the people to whom you proclaim this:
Beauty is truth, truth is beautiful "- Not much! ,
Only you know this - and no longer need to know.
transfer of Gisela Etzel
found here

"'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,'-that is all / Ye know on earth, and all ye need to . Know "a famous phrase, used another:" A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: / Its loveliness increase; it will never / Pass into nothingness, but still wants to keep / A bower quiet for us, and a sleep / Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. "This is the beginning of Endymion, and I do not know how often I've already read these verses, probably because they have a kind of hypnotic power infallible.

John Keats died on 23 February 1821 in Rome. He has left some of the greatest poems of English language, as even I can empathize with my meager skills. The Biographical you may read elsewhere, but which nevertheless would hold. Keats was not a shallow aesthetes, but his struggle for beauty was self-assertion in the struggle against poverty, contempt, sometimes even serious illness. He died young at age of 25.

"certainty I have of nothing but the holiness of the impulses of the heart and the truth of the imagination - what the imagination conceived as beauty must be true," he wrote. And: "The excellence of every art is its intensity that it brings access roads, all the unpleasantness disappear to let in that they are closely associated with beauty and truth. See the King Lear by and you will find it exemplified in step" (Found at Horst Höhne: "A thing of beauty is a blessing for ever - Poems of the English and Scottish Romanticism" Leipzig 1983)

He seeks the living and brings it together with the works and stories of the past to a new large its narrative, the coming together to conjure what auseinderfällt which animated nature, the Obsolete, and in the beauty behind things with the sensible, dreaming, seeing and feeling men.

This may sound spans something, but I think, sort of, he must have felt. in any case I found myself confirmed in it by the original observation of the Mr Orientals : "Keats, however, is in everything he writes and does of disarming sincerity. He is so passionate and serious, so thoroughly unironisch as it tend to be very young men. "

Rilke has worked intensively with Keats. At Sidonie Nadherny of Borutin he wrote, "Now comes the Keats-drawing by Joseph Severn ... In the infinite sorrow a Hingegebensein expressed that again comforted, for perfect as it is, it must be a devotion to something in the Life , the sweetness has a power that is right ... "Looking at this drawing of the dying Keats had He wrote the following in his notebook:

executed by the signatories strongly clenched
shadow behind the only translucent face
so comes the night the pure star in good stead.

There's a thing that all interrupts
why things had got on;
because, as it was, see it was not.

O long way to the innocent sacrifice. O
effort to authorized exhaustion.

Keats' grave stone, "Here lies One Whose Name was writ in Water."
found here

Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell:
No god, no demon of severe response,
Deigns to reply from heaven or from hell.
Then to my human heart I turn at once -

Heart! thou and I are here sad and alone;
Say, wherefore did I laugh? O mortal pain!
O darkness! darkness! ever must I moan,
To question heaven and hell and heart in vain!

Why did I laugh? I know this being’s lease -
My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads:
Yet could I on this very midnight cease,

And the world’s gaudy ensigns see in shreds.
Verse, fame, and beauty are intense indeed,
But death intenser - death is life’s high meed.


Ich lachte heut – warum? Wer says it to me?
No god, no demon, is the answer, says
The dares me from heaven, hell answer!
only silence, - heart, I turn to you,

heart! You and I are sad and alone;
I ask why I laughed? - Well? Well? -
O dark, dark! And I can not rest,
And heaven, hell, heart mock my pain!

I laughed today - why? - Life is short, his blessed
elated enjoyed my spirit -
But would I like to give today the death of me, ripping the

our colorful flags shrill piling
song, fame and beauty
only the throne for King's death - of life highest wage.

transfer of Gisela Etzel

Skin Tags On Dogs Lip

A Day in Mannheim

On Tuesday, 22 February 2011, drove a small delegation from Rastatt to Mannheim. The reason: We wanted to once again look at the Congress Center Rosengarten in order for PERRY RHODAN-WeltCon in September 2011 to discuss further details.

I was last in the autumn of 2009 in the Rose Garden, then I have the space was demonstrated. In the recent visit of the already good impression was deepened, with many new impressions blend with the existing plans.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

How Does A Triple Beam Laboratory Balance Work?

Schopenhauer &

At the very end a few English notes

women at least he did not appreciate themselves, and that he was one for 20 years a kind of compensation had to pay rent, because he was brutally thrown out of the house, it was probably not milder. By Arthur Schopenhauer is talk, and who may seek a proof "than the women " reading.

I wavered quite know if I should write something today about Schopenhauer or Johann Philipp Eduard Gaertner , the latter died on 22 February 1877, the other was on this day in 1788 in Gdansk born. But on Gaertner, who I respect very much, will find something to . So I went to read Schopenhauer again and had decided in the end, to say nothing about him, and instead to present his gefledderten aphorisms. It was surprisingly entertaining. Since I had sorted the way to the (successful) upgrading of my state of mind the images of last year, to serve a few Aufhübschung this Beitrages.Es Schopenhauer follows (deletions are mine), on the quotes I have refrained from mental dullness, envied



For example, while some of the others because of the interesting events that have pushed him in his life, he should it rather the perception envy, which lent those events the significance they have in his description, for the same event, which in a clever head is so interesting, would, conceived by a flat daily head, even a cup scene from the his everyday world.

Each is in his consciousness, as in his skin, and lives directly only in the same: therefore it is not from the outside to help a lot.

From this so people realize how much our happiness depends on what we are, from our individuality, while usually only our destiny only what we have or what we imagine, brings into account. The fate but can get better: it is also in the inner wealth that he not ask for much: however, remains a fool a fool, a dull block of a dull block, until his death, and he would be surrounded in paradise and houris.

A witty man in complete solitude, in his own thoughts and fantasies excellent entertainment while on a blunt the ongoing Variety of companies, shows, rides and amusements, not to ward off the boredom can torturing. A good, temperate, gentle character can be satisfied under poor circumstances, while a covetous, envious and evil it is not their riches. But now even the one who constantly has the pleasure of an extraordinary, eminent spiritual individuality, the most commonly sought pleasures are entirely superfluous, yes, but distracting and annoying.

But real wealth, ie great plenty capable little to our happiness, so many rich people feel unhappy, because without proper Mental culture, without knowledge and therefore are without any objective interest, which could enable them to mental employment.



So what one has in himself is his life's happiness the most essential. Just because of that, usually, so very little is felt most by those who are about the struggle with the need also, basically just as unhappy as those who bother to be still there. The emptiness of their interior, the fade of her mind, the poverty of their spirit drives them to the company, which now consists of just such but, because: everyone enjoys an equal. Since then commonly hunted on Kurzweil and entertainment that they initially in sensual delights, in pleasures of every kind and finally looking at excesses. The source of the terrible waste, by which so many, rich in life entering family son, its great heritage by often brings in a short time is really none other than the boredom, arising from the just described poverty and emptiness of the mind. So a young man was outwardly rich but inwardly poor, sent into the world and now sought in vain through the outside to replace the inner wealth by wanting to receive anything from the outside - the old men analog, which seek to strengthen themselves through the evaporation of young girls. This then led in the end bring about the internal poverty also the outer one.

comes Accordingly, for good or bad, put serious accidents aside, less on what one encounters in life happens as to how he feels, that is the nature and degree of receptivity in all respects. What one is in itself and has in himself, in short, the personality and its value is the sole directly to his happiness and well-being. Everything else is indirect, therefore, its effect may be frustrated, but never of the personality. So just looking at is the envy of the implacable personal preferences, as well as the most carefully concealed is.

The general survey shows us, as the two enemies of human happiness, the pain and boredom.



says so with the greatest rights Aristotle: happiness belongs to those who satisfy themselves. For all external sources of happiness and pleasure are, by their nature, subject to highly uncertain, awkward, transitory and likely to chance, therefore, even under the best circumstances, easily falter, and yes, this is inevitable, if not yet always at hand can be. Thus, while there is

the lives of others in stupidity by their densities and endeavors entirely to the petty interests of personal welfare and directed this to miseries of all kinds, so unbearable boredom it attacks once the employment increase with those purposes and they are rejected themselves by only the wild fire of passion some movement in the halting mass to bring able, so the other hand, the equipped with vast mental powers man is a thoughtful, consistently lively and meaningful life: occupy decent and interesting items it whenever it may be left to them, and in itself it carries a source of the finest pleasures .



... Those first on the other hand sufficiently known ... the essence of the thing, the root of all the properties that characterize the Philistines. It is thus a man without a spiritual need. From this it follows now do many things: first, in regard to himself that he is without spiritual pleasures; after the above-mentioned principle: There is no real pleasure without the real need for it. No desire for knowledge and harmony to their own will, enlivened his existence, and not to actually aesthetic pleasures, which the former is used as well. What still delights of such a nature as fashion, or authority, aufdringt him, he is as a kind of forced labor possible to dismiss shortly. Real. Pleasures for him are those who are sensible: by this he holds harmless. Accordingly, oysters and champagne are the height of its existence, and everything that contributes to physical well-being to give, is the purpose of his life. Happily enough, if that makes him much to create! For those goods to him already imposed in advance, so it is inevitable victim of ennui, against which will be every imaginable tried: Ball, theater, board, card games, gambling, horses, women, drink, travel, etc. And yet it goes all against the boredom out where possible lack of spiritual needs of the intellectual pleasures makes. Therefore, even the Philistines, a dull, dry seriousness that is approaching the animal, own and characteristic. Nothing delights him, nothing excited him, nothing gained share from him. For the sensual pleasures are soon exhausted, the company consists of just such Philistines, will soon get bored, the card game last tiring. At best, it still remain the pleasures of vanity in his own way, which made for the fact that he in wealth, or rank, or influence and power, others meet in which he will be honored, therefore, or the fact that he at least with those who Emini like, and so has use in the reflective glory of their suns. - From the established basic property of the Philistine follows, secondly, in respect to others, that since he has no intellectual, but only physical needs, he will seek that this, not the one that is able to satisfy. Least of all is therefore among the demands he makes on others, be any overwhelming mental capacity: rather, these are exciting when they burp him, his reluctance, indeed, his hatred, because he only one annoying feeling of inferiority, and to feel a dull, secret envy, which he most carefully hidden by making it even seeks to conceal himself, but making just such times, to a silent rage grows. Never, therefore, it will occur to him to be measured by similar properties his appreciation and respect, but it will remain exclusively reserved for the rank and wealth, the power and influence than that in his view, the only true advantages are to excel in which also wish would be. - All this, however, it follows that he is a man without spiritual needs. The great suffering of all philistines is that idealities give them no entertainment, but to escape boredom, always require the realities. These are in fact some will soon be exhausted, which they maintain, instead, fatigue, sometimes they bring about harm of any kind, and while on the other hand idealities are inexhaustible, and in itself innocent and harmless.



This, therefore, our existence in the opinion of others is, as a result of a specific weakness of our nature, consistently struck far too high, although already could teach the slightest reflection, that, in itself, for our happiness , is negligible. It is therefore hard to understand how much each man inwardly pleased, whenever he noticed signs of the good opinion of others, and his vanity is flattered somehow comfort him ... Often, on real disaster or the sparse, flowing with that for him the two, thus far treated of the main sources of our happiness, the signs of foreign applause: and, vice versa, it is astonishing how much each violation of his ambition, in some sense, degree, or ratio, type of contempt , neglect, disrespect him infallible insults and often hurts deeply. As far as this property is the sense of honor is based, may they be many, for the good behavior as a surrogate of their morality, of salutary effects, but to their own happiness of the people first on this very important peace of mind and independence, it has a more disturbing and disadvantageous than beneficial one. Therefore, it is ... advisable to set their limits ... and that great sensitivity to foreign opinion to moderate as possible, both where it is flattering, than where it happens woe: for both depend on the same thread. Its also the slave of others' opinions and foreign Bedünkens. Accordingly

will contribute a real assessment of the value of what is in and of itself, against what is merely in the eyes of others, much to our happiness.



at all but it is with us in life, such as hikers, before which, as he strides forward, accept the things other characters, as they showed in the distance, and transformed as it were, as he approaches. Especially, it goes with our so desire.

In terms of our weal and woe, it is ultimately a matter with which the consciousness is satisfied and busy. meet

Himself, his everything ourselves in all that can and say all mine I carry with me is surely our luck, the beneficial properties: hence the saying of Aristotle: The Self-sufficient is the happiness, - not too often repeated can be.

to in himself so much that one does not require the company is already so very fortunate because almost all our sufferings spring from the Company and constitutes the peace of mind that next, the health, the most essential element of our happiness, danger from any society and is therefore not exist without a significant degree of solitude.

particularly in youth fixed the target of our happiness in the form of some images, which we envision and often the half, indeed remain throughout life. They are actually teasing ghosts: for we have reached them, they melt away into nothing by making the experience that she did nothing of what they promised to make.

To see the world, it is useful to a large take stock of care and consideration: by the former one is protected from damage and loss, result of the latter argument and Handel.



Most people are so subjective that basically no interest in it, all alone as they themselves why is it that they think with everything that is said to be immediately and any incidental, even a remote relation to anything they customize their entire attention to the tears and take possession, so that they left over for an objective subject matter of the speech, no comprehension, and also that are no reasons why something with them once their interest or their vanity precludes the same. Therefore, they are so easily dispersed, injured so easily offended or hurt that one of whatever it is, objectively speaking with them, not enough can be careful before any possible, perhaps negative relationship worth of what is said on this and tender self that you have going on: all alone on this them is located, nothing else, and while for the true and accurate and beautiful, fine, funny the other's speech without meaning and feeling, they have the most tender sensitivity to each, what hurt even to the remotest and indirectly, their petty vanity or in any way detrimental to their most precious objects even reflect could ...

True, true friendship is a strong, purely objective and entirely disinterested participation in the weal and woe of others, and requires them to identify a truly getting back to the friends. The selfishness of human nature is so very contrary, that true friendship is one of the things that we, as the colossal sea snakes, do not know if they are fabulous, or somewhere there.

therefore rightly says Gracian, "The only way to be popular, is that one with the skin of the most stupid shirts" is but spirit and mind set of the day, only an indirect way, all the rest their disability. and stupidity reproach. In addition, the common nature falls into revolt when its opposite is in sight, and the secret instigator of the rebellion is envy. For the satisfaction of their vanity, as you can see every day a pleasure, which goes to people about everything, but solely by means of comparison of themselves with others is possible.

is a difficult task. of course, the politeness in that it requires that we bear witness to all people the greatest respect, while most do not deserve, then, that we simulate the liveliest interest in them as we should be glad not to have them. - Courtesy of uniting with pride is a masterpiece.



Our whole life we have always held that presence, and never more. What the same distinction is merely that we see at the beginning of a long future ahead of us, towards the end but a long history behind us, then, that passes our temperament as well not our character, some known changes, making each a different color of the present results.

fluttering images of a dreamed-of uncertain fortune float capriciously chosen among figures before us, and we look in vain for their prototype. Therefore, we are in our youthful years with our situation and environment that they may be, mostly dissatisfied; because we attribute to what awaits the emptiness and poverty of human life everywhere, and with which we now make the first acquaintance, after we had expected something quite different. - Viewed

From the standpoint of the youth from, life is a long future, from the standpoint of age from a very short past

The basic characteristic of old age is the Enttäuschtsein: the illusions are gone, which until then life its charm and given the work their tail, one has the nothingness and emptiness of all the glories of the world, especially of the pomp, splendor and majesty certificate recognized, we have learned that behind most desired things and longed for pleasures puts very little and has come so gradually to the understanding of the great poverty and emptiness of our whole existence.


Women
he did not really appreciate, and that he had to pay a compensation board for 20 years because he had thrown roughly one out of the house made him probably not milder. Arthur Schopenhauer is meant and who may seek a proof of this, could read "Of women" here.

I was pondering quite a bit if I should write something today about Schopenhauer or Johann Philipp Eduard Gaertner The latter died on 22 February 1877, and the other one was born on this day in 1788 in Gdansk. But about the painter Gaertner whom I appreciate very much, I wrote something already (it’s not translated, sorry). So I went to read Schopenhauer again and decided in the end not to say something about him, and instead to present his plundered aphorisms. It was surprisingly amusing. Since I sorted the images of last year as a way to (successful) improve my mood I present a few to let this article look neater…

In my German post then the quotes are following, but I think you better read the original text which you can find here . And I have to say thanks to Urs for showing me this interesting link: “ Selections from Thinking for Oneself ”.

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colleagues at The One A media produce so much and so well and so fast that I did not even follow with the letter. Reasonably fresh with me on the stack, for example, is the Silver Edition 75, "The Lares" in two CDs ... there are MP3 files. When I hear that, I do not know yet.

And who already have the Silver Edition 76 out, but so far "Only for download, but still. This is really a great performance!

Monday, February 21, 2011

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sentimentality


I have some time before once sketched a picture of a older lady who has influenced me deeply in my youth. Someone who knew her found this, I spoke to them, and now I'm here zusammenzusammeln thing I Converts Maria remained in material things. It is less than expected, but some, such as 2 images, of which the above is a detail.

Why I removed some things, but still not taken very long in the handle, the reason for this may have been an inkling that this memory is a difficult business. Names appear from oblivion, that is not the idea of a memory connected, then there are records where a long-faded unpleasant feeling is painfully present, after 21 years! My God. It is strange how this win more than 20 years ago happening again a ghostly reality, high-flying expectations that later silted up, enjoyable encounters, who lost to another.

Nevertheless, true indeed, what I wrote at the time, it introduced a whole world of education, the most complex thoughts, encouragement of familiarity with old things and encounters have integrity, spiritual grace and quiet dignity above all to be. The mental image also recovers only its context, becomes sharper, even ruthless at times. There will be a new post about it, certainly not tomorrow, but what I know now it was on a 1995 28 Buried in June, maybe then.

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WeltCon rounds

There are some days where I think the evening, I would have written thousands of emails. One of these days and today was, that comes naturally from the PERRY RHODAN-WeltCon, which develops in the weeks very much. After all, now is

Marc A. Herren as project manager on board and already swirling. That will relieve me greatly, and then I can take care of me more strongly the real editor-work. I am looking forward already.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

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Sunday &

roughly translated

Since one should not unnecessarily interfere with the habits, but at least one image from Sunday dinner. Strangely enough, the chicken was the holding in the oven (while I was making the sauce) is quite collapsed. In other words, the pictures were rather unsatisfactory not eating happily. I have varied somewhat, was in the separate chicken legs quite a bit of pepper here, otherwise the usual - thyme, onions, Rosemary ... Oh, the beans got time for a change, except for freshly grated nutmeg from a little brown butter. And here is another picture of the art roses that can be found abundant in this house. As can be seen in the background, is located on the walls outside the Christmas decorations still. I can just decide not to remove it. Once I find that it was me this time have been particularly successful, partly because she gives the usual sadness somehow something slightly Fairy.



Since one should not unnecessarily quit habits, at least one image from our Sunday dinner. Strangely enough chicken, the, holding in the oven to stay warm (while I was making the sauce), quite collapsed a bit. In other words, the pictures were rather unsatisfactory, the eating not, happily. I’ve varied somewhat the dishes, the separate chicken legs got a lot of bell pepper, otherwise the usual - thyme, onion, rosemary ... Oh, the beans got for a change not only freshly grated nutmeg but some brown butter too. And here is another picture of the false roses, which are numerous in this house. As you can see in the background the Christmas decoration is still on the walls outside. I just can’t decide to remove it. On one hand I find I was rather successful this time with it, on the other, I think it added to the common misery somehow something slightly fairylike.

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Sometimes my relationship with the PERRY RHODAN-authors do not entirely free of tension. This is particularly the case when their manuscripts not deliver on time.

In the current case, the novel quite timely in the composing room. So far I have received two-thirds, for today is another partial delivery has been announced. That's quite nerve-wracking ...

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Spiritual

As recently mentioned here, this is now the original draft of the sermon Septuagesima Sunday that Mr. Roloff was sent by me. I like this style as it were meditative and, above all, I appreciate it if you can say you have a sermon so well in the 17th Century could have kept. I know the date, the answers to the time etc. etc. but everything is so fleeting, and often banal way.

Lucas Cranach, Martin Luther as preacher
found here

Lk 17, 7-10

Grace you and peace from God our Father and our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.

Dear community,

us to preach the abandoned section of Luke records a merciless picture of human life. This life is the life as a servant of the Lord in the world in which we have to do what we owe. If we have been working all day and come home at night, then we expected for a long time no rest, but a long list of new tasks. No one tells us: Come, and sit down to dinner. The Lord has need of our still and we have to serve him and not to ask for what we do well liked. If we believe then to be praised for our devotion, or even thanks, then we are wrong. Only when we have done everything that was ordered, then we should talk ". We are unprofitable servants: we have done what we were doing guilty" Who is really listening to? Where is the joy stays alive? Unfolds not exactly the pleasure again mercilessly hostile, joyless Christianity, in which neither danced, even celebrated, in which it is a scowling face to good taste and every action is prayer?

It is a gray unfriendly text that we have to face there, and does not want to go with the Gospel of the day, but even in the ones who worked only one hour, provided a good day's pay.

It is a very special Day in the liturgical year, which includes these lyrics. The Septuagesima Sunday marks the point at which the look of the community around the church, turns. So far we have looked back as it were for Christmas, the manger us the childhood of Jesus, his circumcision, the visit of the king, his baptism, the presentation in the temple and have most recently reminded of the Transfiguration of the Lord. But now we can look forward again and see in the distance the cross, hang and die on the Christ is. We are frightened and begin yet to go his way. The church moved from the wood of the crib down to the wood of the cross. The church looks away from the joy of Christmas and Epiphany in the time of Passion and sorrow. may be so different now these two things and times, they nevertheless point to show us the same truth, namely that man is born to us our Savior and Lord. Christ himself is the one our times, however different they may be, holds together and forms them into a whole and creates.

Our sermon text is now in us the word "servant" a hidden sign of this relationship. The servant of God from ancient times a name for the coming Messiah, suffering for the Messiah. Curiously unconnected to the Jewish idea two very different kinds of expectations were the Messiah. It was the magnificent new king of the chosen people longed for, which should be more so than in his pedigree in his glittering reign a worthy descendant of David, and there was the idea of the suffering servant, who, like Joseph would be thrown into the pit of damnation, by his brothers betrayed by separated from his father, exiled from home, and who therefore should be rightly his descendant. God has now so happened that the world in Jesus the Messiah was given, the two met, he is a son of David and a son of Joseph, he is the new powerful king and the suffering servant, he is the father separated, and yet with the Father. In him everything is met and joined together, is actually in it all whole and healthy.

All this could happen only because Jesus went his way as a servant patiently to the end. He has chosen us as a slave, a slave to him, he took upon himself all evil. He has his own taught and performed, he has healed and comforted, he has dead launched and the blind given the light, he has his family fed and washed their feet, he is for us entered into the death, as a powerful king to take his life again.

We are the ones who have all received. He has done all us. He fills our life with an immeasurable wealth. All we can ever do, be it as it wants, will never do justice, what he has brought us. Therefore, we are unprofitable servants. We can humbly submit to all this and do what we encounter in life, because we were given a gift that outweighs everything and forever.
Thomas Roloff

Saturday, February 19, 2011

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Reluctant Post


I'm sorry, I know I usually write about good news, or at Emergent, so please dear reader, skip this review to your own well-being, because he is not encouraging.

Dresden! What disgusts one at this present time also, as primarily driven by arcane motives are busy playing down death rates, they would prefer to have them disappear entirely ... In the last weeks of the 2nd World War, the Allies then lost their moral advantage to make it reluctant to express. Why is this, I'm sorry, a break in style. But I just turned the stomach, as people dare to tinker from the horrors of the past to be a tonic for their self-esteem.

"moral bombing" the idea was to exterminate the civilian population, because that would weaken the opponent to finally move a few weeks before the expected collapse. Frankly, I am interested not so much whether English wonder whether Churchill in the fight against Hitler himself was a Nazi, that's my remote, I wonder rather how German can be so unsympathetic to such images. What disgust me will always be, mercilessly.

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idea papers and spreadsheets - that is the reading and the text work for today. It is tightly over the brand of the band in 2600 also, and we have to build the first block of text.

I have a total of eight pre-synopses available, the "stuffed" with good ideas and concepts. There are new venues, but also well-known places, and there are new actors, but also the familiar faces are used. I like I been all very well.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Balun And Transformer

side note the present

Mr. Roloff sent me just a sermon of old-cut for Sunday Septuagesima that I post here later will, precisely, it was his first draft, and since I liked this much better, I will bring nothing more. He had in fact be trying anything to date, citing a cautionary example from the recent past, namely the Austrian State bankruptcy of 20 Februar 1811th Since I'm for the whole think worth was, I have removed the relevant passages and easy to read, we like what follows:

"... the great theme of this day is to blame and it is the debts that have a human can and must take it that he must wear also. As it now fits very nicely, now that I can point to a remarkable anniversary, because 200 years ago, the Austrian Empire collapsed under the Burden of public debt of 676 million guilders together, which had built up through the Napoleonic wars. This amount will still be low even if one converts it into today's purchasing power, then it is by around 25 billion €, an increase of 1 / 77 part of the current German government debt. Given the fact that the money the only remaining value that is much left over values speaking western society, we deal with this irritating fact for quite careful and thoughtless, especially since these debts were accumulated in peace, that is quite outside without any threat and danger.

... that is the entrance to a little flippant throwaway remark been on the debt of our time, where very well with care. Because this form of life and governance expressed in the aggregate but then some of the evil spirit of modernism that fall to restraint in debt because they already want more and different than the present would be willing and able to give and persuades himself, one might even trick the simple logic of numbers. They call it financial crisis and tension parachutes and pretend as if natural disasters into broken over us, just to conceal that they constantly destroy what belongs to them not what they were supposed to keep as a trustee. This is the result of the actions of people who keep as much of their reason and it fully explicable in the world benefit. Can there be comforted that they end up not only others but also himself into the abyss?

I am very concerned and wants to do but just about everything you commanded me to speak and at the end. I am an unprofitable servant, I have only done what I'm doing guilty

It is a sermon Luke 17, 7-10. If this is a little like sound cryptic. As I know, comments on the present rather, avoid just this: I think he describes in these words very aptly the Unernsthafte, the responsibility Forgotten, the tendency to charlatanism, which characterize our presence so much. Sometimes the flash point falls on a poor and Mr. G. v. and, for a fright, because he has done only what to do all or at least tolerate, in his milieu.

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He was a role model

I'm still "quite bedröppelt," since I received the news of the death of the writer, editor and translator Hans Joachim Alpers. I did not know him very well, we've taken over the last few years a few times on the phone, but he was one of the important figures in the science fiction scene.

coined in the early 80s, he as editor my taste. He was one of the editors of the Heyne-SF-Lexikon, were the anthologies of Hohenheim Verlag out with and published in Moewig excellent SF novels and short story collections of American authors. Mountains of which I have read.

And now he is dead At 67 years of age. My official obituary for that I still can not write yet.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

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Heine Supplement


Robert Schumann, found Liederkreis Op 24
here

"Heine, to put it in a word, the majority of his poems are really saying anything, but he does very well. And because he is too smart to not realize that many readers see through the game, he breaks through it like an ironic punch line. "So wrote the " Orientals " a little bad about Christian Johann Heinrich Heine , on 17 Died in February 1856. I have, in fact, just as my problems with Mr. Heine, as you often do not know if his ironic refractions at some point simply, only to stitch, or you ought to look for a deeper meaning. This seems not to have disturbed many, it is as noted, I still hear my late step-grandmother devotedly "I do not know what it means to" sing. Anyway, life is often not easy and it often leaves his mark on the poetry, at least his are clearly original.

I must admit, his preface to the book of the songs touched me when I re-read: "First Poems! You must be written in sloppy, faded leaves, and in between, here and there, have withered flowers lie, or a blond curl, or a discolored piece of tape, and in some places still have the trace of a tear to be visible ... First poems, however, which are printed, brightly printed in black on horrible black paper, they have their sweetest, virginal charm lost and arouse in the author a horrible despondency ...

, The Homecoming ', which first appeared in the travel images, is the blessed dedicated Friederike Varnhagen von Ense, and I may boast of having been the first to this great woman with a public tribute to revered. It was a great act of August Varnhagen that he, rejecting all petty concerns, published those letters, reflecting Rachel reveals her whole personality. This book came at the right time when it just contribute best to strengthen and comfort could. The book was in need of comfort at the right time. It is as if Rachel knew the shipment was destined posthumous her. She believed, however, it would be better, and waited, but when the waiting was endless, she shook her head impatiently, looking at Varnhagen, and died quickly - to the faster rise can ...

That time is over! I am now more enlightened than heated. Such enlightenment is cool but always late with the people. I now see in the clearest light the stones, over which I stumbled. I could avoid them easily, without thereby convert a wrong way. Now I know that one can deal with everything in the world, if you put on only as necessary to do gloves. And then we should only do what is reasonable and what we have the most skill, in life as in art. Oh! one of the most unfortunate mistakes of man, that he the value of the gifts of nature with him most conveniently meet, childish fails, however, and the goods that it most difficult for are, look for the most precious. The gem rooted in the bosom of the earth, the pearl hidden in the depths of the sea, holds the man for the best treasures, he would despise, if the same nature, they put pebbles and shells at his feet. Against our assets, we are indifferent about our infirmities we look so long to deceive, until we finally stop for excellences. When I once opposed to a concert by Paganini, the master of passionate eulogies on his violin playing, he interrupted me by saying: But how you liked my compliments today, my bows?

...
In a piece of Raymond, the brave comedian, who recently shot to death from melancholy, youth and age appear as allegorical persons, and sings the song that the youth, when she takes leave of the hero, begins with the aforementioned verses ...

O, ye gods! I beg you not to let my youth, but let me have the virtues of youth, the disinterested resentment, the unselfish tear! Let me not be an old Boisterous, the yapping of envy the younger minds, and a feeble human misery, the cries speak about the good old days resistant ... Let me be an old man who loves the youth, and despite the old age still takes part in their games and danger! After all, like my voice tremble and shake, if only the meaning of my words remain undaunted and fresh! "

Posted to Paris in early 1837th


Heinrich Heine

I walked among the trees
with my grief alone;
Then came the old dreams,
And crept into my heart. Who taught you

this little word,
your bird in lofty heights?
still silent when my heart hears it, does
Then again so painful.

"There came a young lady walked, sang The
it on constantly, Since we have
birds seized
The beautiful, golden word "

The Ye shall not tell me everything,
wondrous sly you birds;.
you want me to steal my grief, but no one
I trust '.

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Mehnert-works from 1997

is now the novel in the composing room, and the cover I have also approved ". In a few weeks then comes already "death of Derogwanien" by Achim Mehnert trade - a pocket notebook and novels in the series of planets.

For me this is very exciting. The novel in 1997 I edited yet even before we published it in paperback - then came the PERRY RHODAN pocket books as a license out in Burgschmiet-Verlag. I'm sure that will arrive with such a cosmic adventure Saedelaere Alaska in 2011 still good.