Beigas

“Mazi stāsti par lielo kosmosu”

beigas — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 07:15:12 +0000

Laiks nav pielūdzams. Tas aiznes līdzi visu, kas kļuvis nespēcīgs, satrunējis, nodzīvojis savu mūžu, un izlauž ceļu jaunajam, progresīvajam. Kā augstākais tiesnesis tas negrozāmi nospriež, kuru gaida nemirstība, kuru – aizmirstība. Laiks smejas par to ļaužu neauglīgajiem mēģinājumiem, kuri cenšas apstādināt, aizkavēt vēstures gaitu. Laiks ir kopā ar tiem, kuri skatās uz priekšu, sapņo, cīnās, ceļ nākotni. Jau Majakovskis rakstīja: “Nākotne pati neatnāks, ja par to necīnīsimies!” Nākotne nav aiz kalniem. To sasniegs visa cilvēce, un padomju tauta jau tagad veido to. Šī nākotne ir komunisms. Laiks strādā komunisma labā!

Victor Hugo “Les Misérables”

beigas — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 07:03:42 +0000

Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, which have become gradually illegible beneath the rain and the dust, and which are, to-day, probably effaced:

Il dort. Quoique le sort fut pour lui bien etrange,
Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n’eut plus son ange.
La chose simplement d’elle-meme arriva,
Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s’en va.

Paulu Koelju “Vienpadsmit minūtes”

beigas — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 07:27:11 +0000

Visbeidzot pateicos Marijai (segvārds), kas šodien dzīvo Lozannā, ir precējusies un audzina divas brīnišķīgas meitas. Stāsts, ko Marija daudzās jo daudzās tikšanās reizēs uzticēja man un Monikai, ir šīs grāmatas pamatā.

Kolins Vilsons “Apziņas parazīti”

beigas — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 11:26:35 +0000

Un, tā kā šķiet, ka droši vien nekādi pierādījumi turpmāk nav gaidāmi, tad mums nekas cits neatliek kā atturēties no galīgā sprieduma par šo tematu.

Laurence Sterne “Tristram Shandy”

beigas — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 07:12:31 +0000

A Cock and a Bull, said Yorick – And one of the best of its kind, I ever heard.

End of the Fourth Volume.

Bībele “Jaunā derība”

beigas — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 07:08:39 +0000

21 Mūsu Kunga Jēzus žēlastība lai ir ar visiem! Amen!

Thomas Stearns Eliot “The Waste Land”

beigas — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 10:57:34 +0000

Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.

Shantih shantih shantih

Jacob Gottwals Francis “A Book of Cheerful Cats and Other Animated Animals”

beigas — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 06:59:03 +0000

It makes a Cat-o’-Nine-Tails simply smile,

When a Peacock tries the Neighbors to beguile.

John Milton “Paradise Lost”

beigas — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 07:11:33 +0000

Of Paradise, so late their happy seat,

Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate

With dreadful faces thronged, and fiery arms:

Some natural tears they dropt, but wiped them soon;

The world was all before them, where to choose

Their place of rest, and Providence their guide:

They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow,

Through Eden took their solitary way.

Chapman Cohen “Religion And Sex”

beigas — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 07:03:34 +0000

Well, we know that the course of history has been far different from what I have assumed to be the case. We know that the savage dies out very slowly, and that even in civilised States to-day he is honoured in the existence of a whole army of representatives. Each generation moves along the road marked out by its predecessors, and broadens or lengthens it to but a small extent. For many, many generations people went on adopting the conclusions of the savage concerning man and the universe, and finding proofs of the soundness of those conclusions in exactly the same kind of experiences. The beliefs thus engendered were wild and absurd – admittedly so, and many of such a nature that educated people are now ashamed of them. But such as they were, they served the purpose of perpetuating the belief in the supernatural, and so served to strengthen the general religious idea. Of that there can be no reasonable doubt. For the influence of beliefs that have been long held does not end with the intellectual perception of their falsity. A belief such as witchcraft dies out, but by that time it has done its work in familiarising the general mind with the reality of the supernatural, and so prepares the ground for other harvests. These long centuries of superstitious beliefs have left behind in society a psychological residuum that is at all times an obstacle and is sometimes fatal to scientific thinking. We are like men who have obtained freedom after almost a lifetime of slavery. We may be no longer in any real danger of the lash, but fear of the whip has become part of our nature, and we shrink without cause. So with all those now admitted delusions that have been described in the foregoing pages, and which for generations were asserted without question. They bit deeply in to social institutions; the temper of mind they induced became part of our social heritage. They perpetuated the long reign of supernaturalism, and still interpose a serious obstacle to sane and helpful conceptions of man and the universe.