bare earth flaming:
fire flickers, leaps, and jiggles,
but never burns out.
Burning World [Haiku]
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DAILY PHOTO: Bibi-Heybat
This is the replica of a mosque that dates back to the 13th century. The original was built at the behest of Shirvanshah Farrukhzad II Ibn Ahsitan II, and was destroyed by the Bolsheviks when the Soviets took over in the 1930’s. The existing version was built in the 1990’s after the demise of the USSR.
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The Not-So-Distant Sea [Haiku]
the sea isn't far:
somedays you see its slim band;
others, it blends.
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“The Cross of Snow” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow [w/ Audio]
In the long, sleepless watches of the night,
A gentle face -- the face of one long dead --
Looks at me from the wall, where round its head
The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light.
Here in this room she died; and soul more white
Never through martyrdom of fire was led
To its repose; nor can in books be read
The legend of a life more benedight.
There is a mountain in the distant West
That, sun-defying, in its deep ravines
Displays a cross of snow upon its side.
Such is the cross I wear upon my breast
These eighteen years, through all the changing scenes
And seasons, changeless since the day she died.
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PROMPT: Jobs
[Takes a deep breath…] policeman, food service worker, writer, editor, inspector, martial arts instructor, yoga instructor, laborer, project manager [/ cat-wrangler,] content developer… Those are the ones that spring to mind anyway.
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Pansies [Haiku]
colorful pansies
catch the morning sun, and
look like peeking faces
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Five Wise Lines [May 2024]
Play is a state of mind, rather than an activity.
Stuart brown in PLay: How it shapes the brain, opens the imagination, and Invigorates the soul
My sins are running out behind me, and I do not see them, and today I come to judge the sins of another!
From Sayings of the Desert Fathers
(A Senior Monk’s reply upon being asked to Judge a younger monk’s actions)
Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth! But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.
Matthew 5: 38&39
I have no scepter, but I have a pen.
Voltaire to Fredrick the great
If a man is born to error, let us wish him virtuous errors.
Voltaire; ON Superstition
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BOOK: “Toleration and Other Essays” by Voltaire
A Treatise on Toleration and Other Essays by VoltaireMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
Project Gutenberg — Free Access
This collection gathers together eight essays and a poem. The theme that interconnects these works is a petition to avoid petty tribalism and irrationality / superstition in the practice of one’s religion. The titular essay, “On Toleration,” sets the collection’s tone, beginning with its detailing of the murder of Jean Calas on religious grounds and its exploration of many more acts of savagery attributable to sectarian forces in alliance with authoritarian governments. The poem, “Poem on the Lisbon Disaster,” echoes the central idea of “Candide” — i.e. the idea that we live in the best of all possible worlds is patently false.
As one would expect of Voltaire, there is plenty of humor and satire throughout these pieces. The arguments are also generally well supported by facts. It is clear that Voltaire possessed a great deal of the knowledge of his day. That said, the reader may well find some factual errors. Most notably, Voltaire tends to attribute a kind of enlightened utopian vision to cultures with which he was likely largely unfamiliar as he builds a case against many within the culture with which he is familiar. This isn’t to say that there isn’t some truth to Eastern traditions being historically more tolerant of other sects than the Abrahamic religions, but the degree to which he extends these idyllic views of those outside of Europe (and the details, thereof) don’t always seem to comport with the historic record.
While some may be inclined to dismiss this book as a collection of anti-religion writings, it is really not anti-belief at all. (Though he does poke holes in many a Biblical myth, so too does he actually provide a deist argument in favor of the existence of a god or gods in the book’s final essay.) Instead, the collection is anti-intolerance, anti-superstition, and anti-authoritarianism. I’d highly recommend this book for all readers. Whatever flaws it may contain are outweighed by the great importance of its message and the cleverness with which Voltaire conveys said message.
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DAILY PHOTO: Fountains of Baku
Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare [w/ Audio]
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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