"I shall here write my thoughts without order, and not perhaps in unintentional confusion; that is true order, which will always indicate my object by its very disorder. I should do too much honour to my subject, if I treated it with order, since I want to show that it is incapable of it" (Pascal, Pensees 373).
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"Music is the movement of sound to reach the soul for the education of its virtue" (Plato, Republic).
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"The heritage of values which has been received and handed down is always challenged...To challenge does not necessarily mean to destroy or reject a priori, but above all to put these values to the test in one's own life, and through this existential verification to make them more real, relevant and personal, distinguishing the valid elements in the tradition from false and erroneous ones, or from obsolete forms which can be usefully replaced by others more suited to the times" (John Paul II, Centesimus Annus).
"If there were no obscurity, man would not be sensible of his corruption; if there were no light, man would not hope for a remedy. Thus, it is not only fair, but advantageous to us, that God be partly hidden and partly revealed; since it is equally dangerous to man to know God without knowing his own wretchedness, and to know his own wretchedness without knowing God" (Pascal, Pensees 686).
Cryptography is the study of means of converting information from comprehensible form into an incomprehensible format--the art of encryption. In the past, cryptography helped ensure secrecy in important communications, such as those of spies.
Icon (n): a graphic symbol that denotes a program or a command or a data file or a concept in a graphical user interface; a visual representation of an object or scene or person or abstraction produced on a surface; a religious image on a small panel--venerated in the Eastern Church.
If I could through myself / Set your spirit free / I'd lead your heart away / See you break, break away / Into the light / And to the day.
Nantillois, in the Meuse-Argonne, where grandfather, having been drafted into what Pope Benedict XV called the "needless slaughter" of what history calls the First World War, was poisoned with mustard gas 87 years ago this week...
i was just thinking and maybe i'm totally off of my rocker, but ya know how when watching world war documenteries everything is in black and white? has anyone else ever kind of subconsciously assumed that's how everyone lived? in a world of black and white? were they didn't see color? i mean, obviously i know they did...but just going from the colored picture on the blog to the black and white panoramic, where the viewer really does see this town in black and white, my first thought was "so that's what it looked like."
anyways, my point to all this is that, to see these same photos or newsreels in color wouldn't be fitting. because even though these people lived in color...the world spiritually, and even some ways physically too, was just a bunch of shades of gray. i remember from last year's pbs documentaries, the soldiers talking about the beautiful sunsets mocking them and the world, the battlefields, the trenches, the hospitals that they lived and fought in.
and i LOVE black and white too, movies, photographs, anything, it seems always capture a certain element that color can't, and i suppose in this case it just captures the bleekness and hopelessness of it all.
but also...it seems to me...that in our own age we use bright lights and colors and fancy designs and images, to distract ourselves. to make everything seem much brighter than it really is. like we try and color up the ugly with too much colorful noise...if that makes any sense.
sorry, i don't think this post has made much sense. stupid language limitations!
and i wish i had the words to express how i feel towards your grandfather and men like him tdw. they all paid so dearly for humanity's stupidity and for that i am truly, truly sorry.
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huh.
i was just thinking and maybe i'm totally off of my rocker, but ya know how when watching world war documenteries everything is in black and white? has anyone else ever kind of subconsciously assumed that's how everyone lived? in a world of black and white? were they didn't see color? i mean, obviously i know they did...but just going from the colored picture on the blog to the black and white panoramic, where the viewer really does see this town in black and white, my first thought was "so that's what it looked like."
anyways, my point to all this is that, to see these same photos or newsreels in color wouldn't be fitting. because even though these people lived in color...the world spiritually, and even some ways physically too, was just a bunch of shades of gray. i remember from last year's pbs documentaries, the soldiers talking about the beautiful sunsets mocking them and the world, the battlefields, the trenches, the hospitals that they lived and fought in.
and i LOVE black and white too, movies, photographs, anything, it seems always capture a certain element that color can't, and i suppose in this case it just captures the bleekness and hopelessness of it all.
but also...it seems to me...that in our own age we use bright lights and colors and fancy designs and images, to distract ourselves. to make everything seem much brighter than it really is. like we try and color up the ugly with too much colorful noise...if that makes any sense.
sorry, i don't think this post has made much sense. stupid language limitations!
and i wish i had the words to express how i feel towards your grandfather and men like him tdw. they all paid so dearly for humanity's stupidity and for that i am truly, truly sorry.
sad
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i honestly have thought thats how people lived back then
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