Happy Easter
My personal Easter ritual, inherited from my father, is to read out loud Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's Easter Walk from Faust, part I.
Unfortunately, it does not fit as well as it usually does:
Look from this height whereon we find us
Back to the town we have left behind us,Where from the dark and narrow door
Forth a motley multitude pour.They sun themselves gladly and all are gay,
They celebrate Christ's resurrection to-day.For have not they themselves arisen?
From smoky huts and hovels and stables,
From labor's bonds and traffic's prison,
From the confinement of roofs and gables,
From many a cramping street and alley,
From churches full of the old world's night,
All have come out to the day's broad light.
...
How it hums o'er the fields and clangs from the steeple!
This is the real heaven of the people,
Both great and little are merry and gay,
I am a man, too, I can be, to-day.
This year many people all over the world will stay in their "smoky huts and hovels and stables" to protect others as well as themselves. That is very easy to do for some of us, including me, but much more difficult or impossible for others. My thoughts are with them.
So today is not as much reason to be "merry and gay" as there usually is on Easter. This beautiful Ave Maria sung by Judith Chemlan in the empty and burned down Notre Dame is probably more fitting.
As we can not "come out to the day's broad light" lets open the windows and invite the sun come in on us and into our hearts.
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Happy Easter to all of you!
Posted by b on April 12, 2020 at 11:53 UTC | Permalink
Thanks b all the best and enjoy. Much appreciate all you work.
Posted by: The Old Coot from Au | Apr 12 2020 12:01 utc | 2
Thank you B. Happy Easter to you all. The state of Notre Dame is truly sad.
Posted by: Chorap | Apr 12 2020 12:20 utc | 3
Yes, Thank You 'b'
From my old secular eye, that of a protestant and fractious Quaker rebel, Easter seem baldly Pagan and Faust's Walk an echo of The Phaedrus, but far more revolutionary. Of course "wolf" is walking in Nature...
An old pal recently described how, at 12, he assisted in an Easter Mass in the grotto at Lourdes...over the radiophone to my ears he sketched out a magical moment, and inspired spirituality.
The annual re-birth of a male god king from the Pagan Female has a trace back to the horizon of the first people walking in Spring in the garden'd forests...
Put little ol' usinz in perspective, eh?
And that's Good. Indeed, 'b' A beautiful gift. Thanks very kindly.
Posted by: Walter | Apr 12 2020 12:35 utc | 4
Hard to swallow that b posted a video where we see a bunch of crackpots busy worshiping a golden crown which they claim is the very crown of thorns (covered with a little gold coz it looked nicer) Jesus had on his head (no kidding). Maybe someone could upload the soundtrack (a nice Ave Maria) on any film and put it on Youtube?
Posted by: Mina | Apr 12 2020 13:01 utc | 6
Dear b,
during the same Easter Walk, Faust has a few reflections on his previous work as a doctor during the pestilence that fit the current times better than ever:
There was the medicine: the patient died.
And who recovered? No one asked.
So we roamed, with our hellish pills,
Among the valleys and the hills,
Worse than the pestilence itself we were.
I’ve poisoned a thousand: that’s quite clear:
And now from the withered old must hear
How men praise a shameless murderer.
https://www.poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/German/FaustIScenesItoIII.php
Around 1050
Posted by: Hyperion | Apr 12 2020 13:13 utc | 8
Mike Davis on the pandemic. It is very very good.
This is a small sample from the interview:
".....MM: Is capitalist globalization biologically sustainable?
"...MD: Only by accepting a permanent triage of humanity and dooming part of the human race to eventual extinction.
"Economic globalization — that is to say, the accelerated free movement of finance and investment within a single world market where labor is relatively immobile and deprived of traditional bargaining power — is different from economic interdependence regulated by the universal protection of the rights of labor and small producers. Instead, we see a world system of accumulation that is everywhere breaking down traditional boundaries between animal diseases and humans, increasing the power of drug monopolies, proliferating carcinogenic waste, subsidizing oligarchy and undermining progressive governments committed to public health, destroying traditional communities (both industrial and preindustrial) and turning the oceans into sewers. Market solutions leave in place Dickensian social conditions and perpetuate the global shame of income-limited access to clean water and sanitation.
"The present crisis does force capital, large and small, to confront the possible breakdown of its global production chains and the ability to constantly re-source cheaper supplies of overseas labor. At the same time, it points to important new or expanding markets for vaccines, sterilization systems, surveillance technology, home grocery delivery and so on. The combined dangers and opportunities will lead to a partial fix: new products and procedures that reduce the health risks of constant disease emergence while simultaneously spurring the further development of surveillance capitalism. But these protections will almost certainly be limited — if left up to markets and authoritarian nationalist regimes — to rich countries and rich classes. They will reinforce walls, not pull them down, and deepen the divide between two humanities: one with resources to mitigate climate change and new pandemics and the other without...."
Posted by: bevin | Apr 12 2020 13:26 utc | 9
“If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.” Leo Tolstoy
Posted by: Bruce | Apr 12 2020 13:39 utc | 10
I can't help in this time of death and sickness from the virus, smiling a bit at the destruction of the old order hoping that a more fair and just order will rise from its ashes.God Bless everyone and thank you B for all you do bringing the truth to light, may we all benefit.!!!!
Posted by: bluedogg | Apr 12 2020 14:07 utc | 12
Hyperion @8 ibid line 1065
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O happy the man who still can hopeThough drowned in a sea of error!
Man needs the things he doesn’t know,
What he knows is useless, forever.
But don’t let such despondency
Spoil the deep goodness of the hour!
Hal C
Posted by: Hal C | Apr 12 2020 14:09 utc | 13
Happy Easter b to you, your readers and supporters.
Walter, the monotheist imperial religious order it feels timewise necessarily needed to take over/occupy the earlier and more established seasonal pantheist space. But had the mythical virgin been a pagan female? Could she have ever mythologically have been? Could a pagan have born the son of the monotheist God? ...
But well yes Plato, maybe more the Symposion first and then Phaedrus and the septuaginta as some kind of afterthought. Theologically speaking Greek Eros & Philias and Agape. With some matters theologically lost in translation? It's ages ago that I read (Lutherean) Anders Nygren's Eros and Agape (German title, English Agape and Eros) around the time I read Plato. Nygren's core argument was that the early church fathers were well versed in Greek scholarship. ... And considering Adam was formed from earth, couldn't the souls of us humans be a relict of the Greek Titans post their overthrow and destruction? ;)
Posted by: Vig | Apr 12 2020 14:27 utc | 14
It's Easter?
Totally forgot.
Cosmic Jewish Zombies?
Posted by: Duncan Idaho | Apr 12 2020 14:39 utc | 16
There are christians who hold that the resurrection of Christ means that, although he died, he still lives on in the faith of his followers - a faith expressed by word and sacrament in the church. The basic catholic objection to this is that it makes of the resurrection a religious event, one that makes a difference primarily to what happens in the church; whereas for the catholic tradition the resurrection is a cosmic event, it means that Christ is present to the whole world whether believers or not...
What had been a corpse, a cadaver, is now a living human body again, and much more, unimaginably more, humanly alive. [Jesus's] body is closer to us now than he ever could have been to his disciples in Galilee, and he is closer to the whole world. In the sacraments of the Church his bodily presence and contact reaches out to all humankind. Especially in the eucharist we are united to and in his body. And this is not a metaphor, a poetic image; we are united in a bodily contact of which our familiar bodily touching is just a pale shadow.
The gospel we preach is not about memories or ideals or profound thoughts. It contains all these things, but what it is about is the human person, Jesus, alive and present to us and loving us from his human heart. Our Easter faith is that we really do encounter Jesus himself: not a message from him, or a doctrine inspired by him, or an ethics of love, or a new idea of human destiny, or a picture of him, but Jesus himself. It is in this we rejoice. [Herbert McCabe OP]
Posted by: C.G. ESTABROOK | Apr 12 2020 15:08 utc | 17
Posted by: bevin | Apr 12 2020 13:26 utc | 9
Thanks for the Mike Davis, always clarifying.
Posted by: Bemildred | Apr 12 2020 15:25 utc | 18
Christianity is a pathology embedded in Western civilization which glorifies violence and justifies oppression and inflection of suffering. From the 1300s until today Christians have been in continuous war with the people of the world to "deliver their souls to the lord" while in league with the wealthy to make immoral capitalism moral.
God is a pathology inflected on society for the purpose of power and domination. Everything about god is made up b y pathological people lusting for power.
There are no gods there is lust for power.
The Lord as Butcher
Shards of the shattered lord rain down on us.
The body of our mind endures the relentless mutilation.
Our hearts are suffocated in their own blood.
For ten thousand years and even now in the last throws of its destruction,
this man made lord offers only indignity and humiliation, without salvation.
Yet, as the sharp edges lacerate the body of our minds
into strips and curls, the lord demands our lives in full.
Now in the fury of its own hemorrhaging and weakness the lord
is exposed as pathetic and without purpose beyond the intended suffering.
Posted by: Babyl-on | Apr 12 2020 15:30 utc | 19
happy easter b and to all here at moa.. i really enjoyed the singer judith chemlan, singing in the notre dame church...
Posted by: james | Apr 12 2020 15:52 utc | 21
Each day is a day to give thanks for the blessing we have.
Not to dwell on the things that we dont like.
I think.
If I die today I will have experience many great things.
My family and friends most of all.
Posted by: jared | Apr 12 2020 15:59 utc | 22
Ave Maria! Inspiring rendition and setting.
Our Lord is risen!
Happy Easter!
Posted by: Lbanu | Apr 12 2020 16:00 utc | 23
Vig | Apr 12 2020 14:27 utc | 14 I view the Easter as the proto religion worship of the female god peeking through the fissures in the tapestry of Roman collapse.
I like the Phaedrus 'cause it's a nature walk, and because 'b' put up Faust's walk. And I because I once knew a wolf-bitch.
Your familiarity with classics far exceeds my poor education...alas.
I found the Faust in German aloud on YT. Pretty in German, which I can just barely follow...
Best..time to tinker in "Pappy's Flour Mill"...
'till later, best to all.
Posted by: Walter | Apr 12 2020 16:10 utc | 25
Why did they kill him? Why did they kill an innocent man who did no wrong? And why do these very same people who killed the innocent Christ think they have the moral authority to rule over us?
Posted by: Robert Browning | Apr 12 2020 16:23 utc | 26
edward thomas BUT THESE THINGS ALSO
But these things also are Spring's--
On banks by the roadside the grass
Long-dead that is greyer now
Than all the Winter it was;The shell of a little snail bleached
In the grass; a chip of flint, and mite
Of chalk; and the small birds' dung
In splashes of purest white:All the white things a man mistakes
For earliest violets
Who seeks through Winter's ruins
Something to pay Winter's debts,While the North blows, and starling flocks
By chattering on and on
Keep their spirits up in the mist,
And Spring's here, Winter's not gone.
Happy and blessed Easter, b, and to everyone.
May we seize upon this Easter season, this start of spring, and our own isolation ubiquitous now over the world to reflect on what is important in life and how best to express it in peace and charity.
And my personal prayer as usual: let the east be the east and the west be the west. May tradition and sovereignty forever triumph over the lure of human meddling into international affairs.
Posted by: Nemesiscalling | Apr 12 2020 16:59 utc | 29
Thanks to b and thoughtful commentators and independent critical thinkers all!
May the radiance of positive transformative rebirth of virtues in action continuously obliterate all darkness of cynicism, narcissistic nihilism, and all non virtues!
Smooth soaring!
Posted by: Екатери́на | Apr 12 2020 18:38 utc | 30
Thank you all!
A probably fitting movie for today.
Fukkatsu No Hi = Day of Resurrection by Battle Royale director Kinji Fukasaku. The U.S. title of the 1980 film was VIRUS:
A military-engineered virus, released during a plane crash, kills the entire human population. The only survivors are scientists in Antarctica, who desperately try to find a cure and save what is left of the planet from further destruction.This is the full 156 minute original cut of the film, which is notable for being the most expensive Japanese film ever made at the time.
Available on Youtube:
Happy easter b
May all your golden eggs have little doors in them to see what is really going on. Thanks
Posted by: Stonebird | Apr 12 2020 18:48 utc | 32
: b | Apr 12 2020 18:46 utc | 31
That's a good thing, 'b'...many thanks.
They say past is prologue.
Posted by: Walter | Apr 12 2020 19:42 utc | 34
Wishing everyone here a safe and peaceful Easter this year. Thsnks B for reminding us all of the hope and renewal symbolised by this Christian sacrament.
Posted by: Jen | Apr 12 2020 20:14 utc | 35
Happy Easter b and thanks for the site and for the movie recommendation. :)
Posted by: financial matters | Apr 12 2020 22:16 utc | 36
Happy, blessed Easter from me, too, b and barflies. wish I could see the Ave Maria but alas I have an old computer and old software near on its last legs and cannot get through. (Karlof if you see this I cannot get to your vk thang either same reason.)
I do have an ever-young and abiding love for James Joyce's Finnegans Wake, and thought some of yiz finnegans here might enjoy for the holiday - a few choice, um, snippets dear to my heart. If you don't know FW at all, the thing to remember is don't try to understand, just let the passages wash over you:
Come hours, be ours! Loud - hear my plea!
I will tell you all sorts of makeup things, strangerous. And show you to every simple storyplace we pass.
Panoptical purview of political progress reveals the future presentation of the past.
And then. Be old. The next thing is. We are once amore as babes awondering in a wold made fresh where with the hen in the storyaboot we start from scratch.
Lead, kindly fowl! They always did: ask the ages. What bird has done yesterday man may do next year, be it fly, be it moult, be it hatch, be it agreement in the nest. For her socioscientific sense is sound as a bell, sir, her volucrine automutativeness right on normalcy: she knows, she just feels she was kind of born to lay and love eggs (trust her to propagate the species and hoosh her fluffballs safe through din and danger!)
“Oh, how it was duusk! From Vallee Maraia to Grasyaplaina, dorimust echo! Ah dew! Ah dew! It was so duusk that the tears of night began to fall, first by ones and twos, then by threes and fours, at last by fives and sixes of sevens, for the tired ones were wecking, as we weep now with them."
"Then Nuvoletta reflected for the last time in her little long life and she made up all her myriads of drifting minds in one. She cancelled all her engauzements. She climbed over the bannistars; she gave a childy cloudy cry: Nuee! Nuee! A lightdress fluttered. She was gone. And into the river that had been a stream (for a thousand of tears had gone eon her and come on her and she was stout and struck on dancing and her muddied name was Missis-liffi) there fell a tear, a singult tear, the lovliest of all tears (I mean for those crylove fables fans who are 'keen' on the pretty-pretty commonface sort of thing you meet by hopeharrods) for it was a leaptear. But the river tripped on her by and by, lapping as though her heart was brook: Why, why, why! Weh, O Weh! I'se so silly to be flowing but I no canna stay!"
"Soft morning, city! Lsp! I am leafy speafing. Lpf! Folty and folty all the nights have falled on to long my hair. Not a sound, falling. Lispin! No wind no word. Only a leaf, just a leaf and then leaves."
"...You mean to see we have been hadding a sound night's sleep? You may so. It is just, it is just about to, it is just about to rolywholyover. Of all the stranger things that ever not even in the hundrund and badst pageans of unthowsent and wonst nice...to be have happened! The untireties of livesliving being the one substrance of a streamsbecoming.
Totalled in toldteld and telltold in tittletell tattle. Why? Because, graced be Gad and all giddy gadgets, in whose words were the beginnings, there are two signs to turn to, the yest and the ist, the wright side and the wronged side, feeling aslip and wauking up, so an, so farth. Why? It is a sot of a swigswag, systomy dystomy, which everabody you ever anywhere at all doze. Why? Such me. Where did thots come from? It is infinitesimally fevers, resty fever, risy fever, a coranto of aria, sleeper awakening, in the smalls of one's back presentiment,...a flash from a future of maybe mahamayability through the windr of a wondr in a wildr is a weltr as a wirbl of a warbl is a world.
Tom. It is perfect degrees excelsius. ....Anemone activescent the torporature is returning to mornal. Humid nature is feeling itself freely at ease with the all fresco."
that's all. hope you enjoyed. be well everyone. stay safe.
Posted by: Phryne's frock | Apr 12 2020 23:41 utc | 38
Happy ongoing Easter season to b and to all here. It may seem the Orthodox Easter celebration is different this year from the Western church one, but really they are linked, being only a week apart. Today's Orthodox feast is that of Palm Sunday, following close upon Lazarus Saturday, on which day the raising of Lazarus is celebrated. Christ is being welcomed into Jerusalem because of that, as the hymn today records:
"By raising Lazarus from the dead before Thy Passion
Thou didst confirm the universal resurrection, O Christ God!..."
Singing that hymn this morning, I was struck as never before by the words "universal resurrection".
And then, there is this beautiful passage from Paul's letter to the Philippians, read at today's liturgy:
"...Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is gracious, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things..."
Easter begins. All are included. Thank you all.
Posted by: juliania | Apr 12 2020 23:43 utc | 39
For those doubting the power of the universal and orthodox Christian faith in their fight against global tyranny, a film suggestion for this Easter of social isolation and reflection:
Terrence Malick's "A Hidden Life" about Austrian conscientious-objector Franz Jaggerstater who was executed for refusing conscription during WW2. Jaggerstater is currently beatified by the Roman church. I am big admirer of Malick as his The Thin Red Line is the finest film on war and evil.
An oldie but goodie is Diary of a Country Priest by Robert Bresson from '59.(?) A great film on the isolation Christians endure in the modern world and how this is the fundamental reality of true Christianity, not the fake stuff that gets peddled today and throughout history.
Again, Happy Easter and Peace!
Posted by: Nemesiscalling | Apr 13 2020 0:18 utc | 40
I will add to the Easter thoughts here that the mainstream media did a disservice to Pope Francis, when they reported that he had blamed the viral outbreak the world is suffering through on climate change. I hunted up the interview I assume is the source of that pseudo truth, given early April I think to The Tablet, can be found at thetablet.co.uk. All I could find there was Pope Francis's statement that the Spanish have a saying: "God forgives, we forgive sometimes, but nature never forgives."
The entire interview is short but worth a read today. I'll just quote from the final answer:
"Those who have been impoverished by the crisis are today’s deprived, who are added to the numbers of deprived of all times, men and women whose status is “deprived”. They have lost everything, or they are going to lose everything. What meaning does deprivation have for me, in the light of the Gospel? It means to enter into the world of the deprived, to understand that he who had, no longer has. What I ask of people is that they take the elderly and the young under their wing, that they take history under the wing, take the deprived under their wing.What comes now to mind is another verse of Virgil’s, at the end of Book 2 of the Aeneid, when Aeneas, following defeat in Troy, has lost everything. Two paths lie before him: to remain there to weep and end his life, or to follow what was in his heart, to go up to the mountain and leave the war behind. It’s a beautiful verse. Cessi, et sublato montem genitore petivi (“I gave way to fate and, bearing my father on my shoulders, made for the mountain”).
This is what we all have to do now, today: to take with us the roots of our traditions, and make for the mountain.
Posted by: juliania | Apr 13 2020 2:20 utc | 42
Happy Easter to b and all who draw comfort from shared celebrations and wisdom.
Posted by: Hoarsewhisperer | Apr 13 2020 6:56 utc | 44
He is risen. The most important feast for Catholics and other Christians. Also the celebration of Spring, new flowers and the Summer to come.
I wish you all to have a moment in the sun, and our southern neighbors to have a mild and calm Winter.
To all, best wishes in this moment.
Posted by: jonku | Apr 13 2020 7:54 utc | 45
For the culture that begat the egg in the picture: Easter isn't until next week...
Posted by: c1ue | Apr 13 2020 16:51 utc | 47
Thankx its very help full.Great posts that we can sink our teeth into and really go to work.
Posted by: Full Form Of Ok|ok | Apr 13 2020 17:47 utc | 48
joyful Easter to all.
When Goethe is mentioned, in that time of 'pandemic', it must be mentioned that Goethe also was not only a poet, he was primarily a scientist. He himself said of his work, that there are, and will be, more talented (german: trefflichere) poets. What he was really proud of, and for a reason, was his scientific research. One part of this can be found in the unedited version of Faust Part One:
Posted by: Hyperion | Apr 12 2020 13:13 utc | 8
There was the medicine: the patient died.
And who recovered? No one asked.
So we roamed, with our hellish pills,
Among the valleys and the hills,
Worse than the pestilence itself we were.
I’ve poisoned a thousand: that’s quite clear:
And now from the withered old must hear
How men praise a shameless murderer.
Now the original:
Faust.
Nur wenig Schritte noch hinauf zu jenem Stein,
Hier wollen wir von unsrer Wandrung rasten.
Hier saß ich oft gedankenvoll allein
Und quälte mich mit Beten und mit Fasten.An Hoffnung reich, im Glauben fest,
Mit Thränen, Seufzen, Händeringen
Dacht’ ich das Ende jener Pest
Vom Herrn des Himmels zu erzwingen.
Der Menge Beyfall tönt mir nun wie Hohn.
O könntest du in meinem Innern lesen,Wie wenig Vater und Sohn
Solch eines Ruhmes werth gewesen!
Mein Vater war ein dunkler Ehrenmann,
Der über die Natur und ihre heilgen Kreise,In Redlichkeit, jedoch auf seine Weise,
Mit grillenhafter Mühe sann.
Der, in Gesellschaft von Adepten,
Sich in die schwarze Küche schloß,
Und, nach unendlichen Recepten,Das Widrige zusammengoß.
Da ward ein rother Leu, ein kühner Freyer,
Im lauen Bad, der Lilie vermählt
Und beyde dann, mit offnem Flammenfeuer,
Aus einem Brautgemach ins andere gequält.Erschien darauf, mit bunten Farben,
Die junge Königin im Glas,
Hier war die Arzeney, die Patienten starben,
Und niemand fragte: wer genas?
So haben wir, mit höllischen Latwergen,In diesen Thälern, diesen Bergen,
Weit schlimmer als die Pest getobt.
Ich habe selbst den Gift an Tausende gegeben,Sie welkten hin, ich muß erleben
Daß man die frechen Mörder lobt.
These are riddles in archemical language. To summarise: doctors, as Faust himself, promoted and administered poisonous vaccines. The bitterness was concealed in sugary solutions. The victims died. The doctors were hailed and promoted. Just like today's common occurrences in hospitals. The patients die of this or that. It is easy to put the blame, the cause, to something incomprehensible that even experts don't understand. But they have a culprit to blame. Easy business. The virus. The bacteria. The genes. Then, surprisingly, in some cases the patient is just fine, it's the contrary: it's the strong 'immune system'. It's the 'strong' genes. What a load of bollocks. This is a freeway for any kind of superstition. We should not allow superstition in any way, we should follow absolute strict rules of science.
Meanwhile, doctors and medical staff do exceptional work. Every day. What I try to say in the words of Goethe does not dismiss the very important and valuable work our medical system is doing right now.
Still it is one of the most important messages that we can derive from Goethe's Faust. It is a warning. Which became true in the 19th and 20th century when the synthetic colour industry and the pharmaceutical industry has taken place. And remains true to this day with our misconceptions. The Bill Gates theory where only the inoculated people are sain. What a load of bollocks, excuse my French.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe was a true scientist. His research encompasses many fields of science. Especially the science of light. But he also knew some parts of alchemy, and maybe even have been initiated in that science. I don't know for sure, but he surely knew how to deal with the dangers of science. He was warning us long before our time, and he was right doing so. That's the purpose of his Faust. Following the tradition of esoteric scripture he concealed the true meaning of his writings. To be discovered by those who follow the path of research of nature. To all others it is just a riddle, a mystery, a poetical excursion without meaning.
I am deeply sorry to spoil the Eastern festival for you with this post. Although this is actually a message of joy. Knowledge is joy, wouldn't you agree?
At this place I need to make one thing clear: vaccination is a very intelligent way to make the body adaptable to foreign environments. Vaccinations, when done with wisdom and experience, can really help. Contact with natural environment, milk from the mother's breast is of course the primary vaccination we should have. Many artificial vaccines provided today contain not only animal proteins which should not cross the skin barrier, but also contain metals like aluminium and mercury. Pure metals have no place in the body, be it animal or human, or (I guess) in plants either. These injections that cross the skin barrier are dangerous. When we get an infusion, the skin is temporarily cleaned with alcohol to prevent infection. We should not, must not, insert vaccines without knowledge.
Thank you Hyperion for the English quote.
Posted by: Phil | Apr 13 2020 21:29 utc | 49
Robert Browning | Apr 12 2020 16:23 utc | 26 Why kill him
Because a married Jewish carpenter was curating a tax revolt. A terminal political crime.
But about Easter...a Rabbi I knew pointed out that there is a cognate relationship with the worship of the female god - "Easter", "Ester", and
Astártē) is the Hellenized form of the Middle Eastern goddess Astoreth (Northwest Semitic), a form of Ishtar (East Semitic), worshiped from the Bronze Age through classical antiquity.The name is particularly associated with her worship in the ancient Levant among the Canaanites and Phoenicians. She was also celebrated in Egypt ... (wiki)
Posted by: Walter | Apr 14 2020 13:45 utc | 50
Thank you b for the Ave Maria. Blessings on your days and your doorstep.
I ued to sing that as a boy in the school choir. Memories of my early days are reignited whenever I come across that song.
Not only was jesus murdered for his tax revolt but he thrashed the moneychangers/lenders for demeaning the temple. That was a strike against capital and for spiritual being. A mighty offence and likely his driving them out was the first occupy movement the abrahamists were to experience. Obama is noted for exacting similar blind revenge.
Peaceful days to all.
Posted by: uncle tungsten | Apr 14 2020 16:39 utc | 51
Many thanks for everything. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MnfnhIBINLU&feature=youtu.be&fbclid=IwAR0xH3q3xSGL_UqJNEvzkJlWrzUAoPR3O9Grzfb8Ok0qLxz5hyKgMDAoSHk
Posted by: Spyros Marchetos | Apr 16 2020 13:04 utc | 52
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