โ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐งโ (๐๐๐๐)
My birth year
I dunno but my wit seems acclimatized to this Collapse. I reckon I trained for it, more or less. I was almost convinced Gulf War 1 would result in the Middle East burning like a Roman Candle. Almost. The idea turned on a few questions about ability to, or desire to, get out of dodge. And second if he had the balls to do it. A great movie scene could be his Mossad secretary handing her boss the phone and Saddam asking if Saudi is burning.
๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ โ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐งโ (๐๐๐๐). ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐๐๐๐๐ง'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐ญ โ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐โ
๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ง๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ, ๐๐ข๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
โIn the present age, due to the haste and ordinariness of everyday speech and writing, another relation to language dominates ever more decisively. That is to say, we take language, like everything we deal with daily, as an instrument, namely, instrument for communication and information. This notion of language is so familiar to us, that we hardly notice its uncanny power. The notion of language as an instrument of information is today driven to the extreme. The relation of man to language is undergoing a transformation the consequences of which have not yet been grasped. The course of this information canโt be stopped by direct intervention. Moreover, it goes on in the most profound silence. Certainly we must admit that language appears in daily life as a means of communication, and as such a means, is used in the ordinary relations of life. But there are still other relations than the ordinary ones. Goethe calls these other relations the deeper ones, and says of language: โIn normal life we make do with impoverished language because we only signify superficial relations. As soon as the talk is of a deeper relations, there immediately enters another kind of language: for example, the poetic.โ
What is then that we, especially we of today, have to appreciate as worthy of urgent questioning? What is worthy of questioning is that which has meanwhile intensified into something immeasurable and impenetrable, and is sweeping away our age to we know not where.
What is worthy of question is that for which we today donโt yet even know the right name: that the technologically dominable nature of science and the natural nature of the familiar and likewise historically determined dwelling of man are set against one another as two alien domains, and with a constant acceleration, are racing further and further apart.
What is worthy of question is that the controllable nature, as the supposedly true world, seizes upon all reflection and aspiration of man, changing and hardening manโs imagination into merely a kind of calculative thinking.
What is worthy of question is that the natural nature is degraded into the nullity of a mere creation of our fancy, and no longer even addresses the poets.
What is worthy of question is that poetry itself no longer is able to be a decisive form of truth.โ
"Nad Babim Yarom pamyatnikov nyet" ("There are no monuments over Babi Yar").
https://remember.org/witness/babiyar
Wait a mo?
Are you 66?
What does that number make me think of.
Just what I was thinking, but I was without the ability to express it.
Deserves a second reading.