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La famille de Bourbon fête ses onze siècles dans son berceau de l'Allier

2020.10.12 21:14 BT03210 La famille de Bourbon fête ses onze siècles dans son berceau de l'Allier

La famille de Bourbon fête ses onze siècles dans son berceau de l'Allier
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Messe en latin, garden-party et petits-fours sur un air de trompes de chasse: les héritiers de la Maison de Bourbon étaient exceptionnellement réunis samedi dans leur berceau natal du Bourbonnais, pour célébrer leur onzième centenaire, dans une atmosphère toute royale.
La famille princière, qui a donné naissance à nombre de rois et princes de France et d'Europe, dont certains règnent encore aujourd'hui (en Espagne et au Luxembourg), est l'une des plus anciennes au monde.
La première trace officielle de cette auguste lignée remonte en effet en l'an 915, lorsque le chevalier Aymar, premier aïeul connu de la famille, lègue à l'abbaye de Cluny une exploitation agricole et une église situées à Souvigny, près de Moulins.
"915, c'est une date importante pour le Bourbonnais, pour la France et pour l'Europe. J'ai tenu à rassembler les membres de la famille pour leur faire découvrir cette belle région. C'est une première et j'espère qu'il y a en aura d'autres", a expliqué à l'AFP l'organisateur de cette cérémonie du millénaire, le prince Charles-Henri de Lobkowicz, fils de la princesse Françoise de Bourbon Parme.
"La France que tout le monde connaît à travers le monde vient certainement de cette époque (du temps du règne des Bourbons) durant laquelle elle était grande et où elle rayonnait sur le monde", a estimé l'aristocrate bourbonnais.
Parmi ses illustres aînés qui ont marqué l'Histoire de France, il avoue son admiration pour les rois Henri IV et Louis XIV.
"La France est reconnue dans le monde à travers le luxe français et celui-ci a été inventé précisément par Louis XIV", a souligné Charles-Henri de Lobkowicz, qui rénove actuellement quatre châteaux sur le secteur pour les ouvrir au public.
Les festivités ont débuté vendredi soir avec un dîner en petit comité dans un hôtel de Moulins, rassemblant des représentants de chaque branche de cette famille aux innombrables ramifications (Bourbon-Orléans, Bourbon-Siciles, Bourbon-Parme, Bourbon Busset ou encore Bourbon Chalus...).
Samedi, quelque 450 personnes étaient ensuite invitées à assister à une messe d'action de grâce en latin, suivie d'un Te Deum, en l'église Saint-Pierre et Saint-Paul de Souvigny, qui fut la nécropole ducale des Bourbons, avant que la cathédrale de Saint-Denis n'abrite les tombeaux des rois de France.
Petite note musicale qui n'aurait pas dénoté du temps des rois de France, l'entrée des princes de Bourbon dans l'église prieurale s'est effectuée au son d'une marche de Jean-Baptiste Lully, compositeur favori de Louis XIV.
Une garden-party était ensuite donnée dans le jardin du château de Bostz, situé à une dizaine de kilomètres de Souvigny.
Entre les barnums de toile blanche tendus sur la pelouse de ce château du XIXème siècle, où vécut notamment Zita de Bourbon-Parme, dernière impératrice d'Autriche, une fanfare de vénerie en costume a ponctué la réception de morceaux de musique joués à la trompe de chasse.
Parmi les invités figurait notamment l'un des prétendants au trône de France, le Prince Louis Alphonse de Bourbon.
"C'est très beau de pouvoir être ici. C'est un privilège de faire partie de cette famille", a estimé cet aristocrate franco-espagnol qui se rendait pour la "première fois" dans le Bourbonnais.
Interrogé à propos d'un hypothétique retour de la monarchie en France, Louis Alphonse de Bourbon a estimé que ce "système différent fonctionne très bien dans d'autres pays."Pourquoi pas en France ?", s'est interrogé celui qui est également duc d'Anjou.
Assurant ne "prétendre à rien" en tant que chef de la branche aînée de la Maison de Bourbon, il a toutefois souligné "être à disposition, si on l'appelait pour monter sur le trône de France en tant que Louis XX".
Étaient également présents le Prince Charles-Louis d'Orléans, duc de Chartres et neveu du comte de Paris, ce dernier étant lui aussi prétendant à la couronne ; les altesses royales le Prince Francisco de Bourbon, duc de Séville et représentant du roi d'Espagne Felipe VI; le Prince Michel de Yougoslavie; son altesse impériale et royale l'Archiduc Carl Christian de Habsbourg.
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2020.06.23 08:06 crystallize1 Reconstructing The History Of The Mediterranean

In this epilogue, we briefly outline the course of the main historical events in the Mediterranean in the first millennium AD, as it emerges as a result of the entire study of Morozov. The facts already discussed in the book itself, we report without any comments, just in a few places supplementing them with considerations that did not find a place in the book. Not to bind ourselves with any a priori periodizations, we will divide the presentation simply by centuries.

I century

One must think that in the 1st century writing was already known, but documents of this (or earlier) time either did not reach us or were hopelessly lost in a mass of absolutely undateable texts. The only exception, perhaps, is the biblical record of the flood from 35. Therefore, here we can only follow general considerations and analogies.
In the estuaries of large rivers, primarily the Nile, in the straits and on the islands of the Archipelago by this time quite large settlements had formed, in which the decomposition of the tribal system went quite far, a layer of professional military men stood out, exchange trade was conducted with the “outback” of Africa (along Nile) and Europe (along the Danube), merchant shipping began, and with it piracy.
It is unclear whether the production of iron and steel was already known and whether the inhabitants of the Mediterranean were familiar with horse breeding. They almost certainly did not know the viticulture.
Religion exists in the forms of primitive magic, animism and shamanism. In Egypt, the cult of mummies reigns, and in southern Italy, volcanoes are deified.

II century

There are still no written monuments. Shipping continues to develop. Larger and richer coastal cities cease to be limited to short-term raids on their neighbors and try to establish a system of permanent tribute. This leads to the beginnings of feudal military associations of cities, which are constantly being created and destroyed. This process is most intensive at the crossroads of sea and land trade routes: in the Nile Delta, in the Archipelago, on the Bosphorus.
Robber expeditions are organized inland to Asia and Africa. Distant echoes of them came to us in the form of campaigns of Alexander. It is possible that the success of these expeditions is determined by new steel weapons or the fact that they were already mounted.
Perhaps fragmentary “pre-dynastic” inscriptions in Egypt and some cuneiform texts of Mesopotamia date to this time.
About religion, as before, nothing definite can be said. Apparently, in connection with the development of ways and means of communication, individual local cults come into contact and mutually enrich each other. It is possible that the Egyptian and Italian cults gain priority and special significance, as the most impressive.

III century

A number of biblical texts can be interpreted as narrating the events of the end of this century. Their inconsistency and slurredness make it possible to outline only the most general contours of events. Apparently, in this century, repeated attempts have been made to create a solid "empire" of coastal cities, recognizing a single center as their overlord and paying tribute to him. This center was located somewhere near the Bosphorus (Gissarlyk?).
In the middle of the century, the catastrophic eruption of Vesuvius laid the foundation for monotheism in the form of God-fighting (a god fighting the wrong gods, Isra-elism). At the foot of Vesuvius, a religious center is being created, attracting pilgrims from all over the Mediterranean. A mixture of the local language and the language of pilgrims and clergy from the islands of the Archipelago marks the beginning of the liturgical Latin language.
In 270, for the first time, it was possible to create a more or less stable empire. Its rulers, whose true names are not known to us, either conclude an alliance with the priests of South Italian monotheism, or are themselves the high priests of this cult. The first written laws are drawn up. In 284, the first mandatory calendar was introduced (most likely a 365-day calendar).
The official language of this empire was some kind of Semitic language, close to the language of the Bible. Conditionally, it can be called Syrian-Egyptian. The languages of everyday communication were various local languages of Romance, Germanic, Slavic, Semitic origin.

IV century

This was, apparently, the most important century in the history of mankind, which left its imprint on its entire course. Its beginning is marked by the final consolidation of the "Romeian Empire", which, having survived a series of modifications, was able to survive almost to the present day. The capital of this empire almost immediately became Constantinople, exceptionally well located at the crossroads of the sea routes. To what extent and how far the empire extended its power to the West is unclear. It is possible that in the West its own statehood took shape quite early, sometimes subordinating (perhaps, in the order of personal union), then separating from Romea.
The first emperors of the Romei empire are known to us by their Greek or Latin nicknames, which were given to them by historians only a few centuries later: Diocletian - God-called, Constantine - Stable. At that time, foreign, meaningless names were impossible, and therefore the very fact that these names are borrowed from two different languages proves their fiction. It is very possible that the name of Constantine was derived from the name of its capital, Constantinople, meaning "Strong City". The same emperors (but, of course, with different names) are known to us from the Bible and hieroglyphic texts. Unfortunately, a confident comparison of different names does not work. The worst is the situation with the three: Saul, Solomon, David, since the relevant chapters of the Bible are one of the most recent, exposing the author’s hand, which has already grown in graceful literature, who wrote not a chronicle but something like a fantasy adventure novel, varying the actual material at his disposal quite arbitrarily.
The most artificial form of government - the tetrarchy with its system of Sacred Persons - Augustus and Caesars (perhaps from jewish KOSHAR - strong) subordinate to them, perhaps, was really introduced at that time, apparently, in the form of a kind of political compromise. Despite this, theoretically (and practically) the main form of government was autocracy on a religious basis; therefore, the strengthening of the state required the strengthening and codification of the state religion. By the sum of all the indications, this codification was first carried out by Arius-Aron, but the code itself was attributed to Diocletian-Moses, who, as emperor and high priest, ensured its implementation.
Subsequently, when in the course of its development Arianism turned into Christianity, this new doctrine, to give itself greater authority, moved its beginning 300 years into the past and declared Arianism one of its own heresies. When in response one of the branches of Arianism took its beginning even further - for 1800 years into the past, their opponents, using a different pronunciation of the name of the Legislator, announced that their Aryan was not Aryan, but a completely different person - Aron, whose law was repealed Christ himself. In the future, this current of Arianism, overgrown with additional fantastic increases, laid the foundation for Islam and Judaism.
There is practically no reliable information about Arius, nor about his contemporary Konstantine-Strong. The two main primary sources about him, Eusebius and Zosim, diverge in almost everything. Apparently, Constantine was a supporter of the cult of the Sun (see [7], pp. 57–58), or rather, one of the sects of Arianism, distinguished by elements of the deification of the Sun.
In general, one must think that the codification activity of Arius ended only with partial success and did not stop the existence of an immense conglomerate of various sects and their individual branches fighting for power over the souls of believers (primarily the emperor and his family). It is possible that in 325 one of these sects managed to achieve a temporary victory over Arius, which gave rise to the myth of the Council of Nicaea.
The information about the Nicene Council is fantastic, in particular, as reported by Athanasius (whose works, we recall, were published only in 1690 in Paris), the number of members of this council is 318. He clearly borrowed it from the Book of Genesis, which says: “Abraham armed his slaves... three hundred and eighteen, and persecuted the adversaries until Dan” (Genesis, XIV, 14).
Almost immediately after the death of Arius (in 336), the supremacy begins to be challenged by a sect, led by the “Great King” (Emperor Julian?). The internecine struggle culminates in Easter 368, when the “Great King” is subjected to columning.
The personality of the “Great King” made a deep impression on others and was reflected in countless legendary and legendary characters. Apparently, only the most dramatic episode of “Ascension to the Tree” remained in the Gospel Jesus of the entire “Great King”.
The "Great King" introduced the ritual of communion with wine into the church service, which immediately turned into bacchanalia - "agaph". Whether he introduced temple prostitution is unclear; it is possible that it existed before him. Although the excesses of “Bacchic” Christianity were soon condemned by John, the ritual established by the “Great King” with its “love parties” lasted more than five hundred years (until the X-XI centuries).
During the time of the “Great King”, the city of Rome was founded as a border guard fortification, part of a system of fortresses that protect southern Italy from attacks from the north.
The final victory, expressed in recognition of its statehood, was won by the Church of the “Great King” with the accession of Emperor Theodosius, who was given the title of “Great” for his merits in strengthening the church. This was the last emperor, uniting in his hands power over the West and the East; after him, the barbarian West leaves the Roman Empire.
However, along with the monotheistic religion, which owes its origin to Vesuvius, the founders of the Roman Empire and their successors also supported the Egyptian cults of the dead. Apparently, the South Italian and Egyptian cults, formally united in one religion, never ceased to quarrel. In any case, the biblical books of “Kings” constantly indignantly denounce the God-Slavic and God-fighting kings in their adherence to the cult of “heights”.
Be that as it may, at this time the Romei emperors are buried in Egypt, and over the mummies of the three most famous of them the construction of the Great Pyramids begins, not only as memorial temples, but also as stairs to heaven.
Thanks to the endless forgeries of the clerical and anti-clerical apocryphists of the Middle Ages and Renaissance, who started arguing with themselves under the names of supposedly ancient Christian teachers, it is very difficult to get a clear idea of the 4th century Romeic theology. In any case, it had very few points in common with modern Christian theology and the first approximation to it (very distorted in the chain of successive transmissions) is, apparently, the so-called "Eastern cults" (in particular, the cult of Mithras), "classical" Pantheon, as well as beliefs, known from hieroglyphic and cuneiform texts.
The only religious work of the time that reached us, we can hope, without significant distortion, is the Apocalypse, written in 395. It arose among opposition sects and its ideology has not been recognized by the ruling church for a very long time. The Greek language in which it was written, also had to give first place to the official Syriac-Egyptian language for a long time.

V century

We can make up a rather definite, but almost certainly very one-sided impression of the ideological situation of this century, since compositions that go against the faction that won in the end were not included in the canon and were lost for us. However, a more thorough study of the vast clerical material, perhaps, will allow this one-sidedness to be overcome. But this is difficult, since almost any information about this century coming from the church is apocryphal.
So far we are forced to characterize the V century as the century of intense expectation of the second coming of Christ, reflected in intense prophetic activity with a strong astrological bias.
All the “major” prophecies (in their astronomically dated part) are written in the period 442-466 under the influence of comets and the convergence of large planets in Scorpio. Both ecumenical councils of this century (Ephesus and Chalcedon) were also clearly convened in anticipation of the second coming of the Messiah expected according to astrological evidence, although the official clerical version explains their convening by disputes around a dry and artificially contrived "Christological problem."
The expectation of the second coming and the non-appearance of Christ were to give rise to a large number of diverse schismatic sects persecuted by the official church and state. One might think that these persecutions were the primary source of the legends of the “persecution of Christians,” since “evangelical” Christianity would later develop from one of these sects.
The attempt of the emperor Zeno with his Act of Unity (Enotikon) to reconcile the warring parties only added fuel to the fire and increased the number of fighting parties. The text of this Act is almost certainly apocryphal.
Historians report that at the time in question, politics in Constantinople was made by two "circus" parties, prasins and venets, the rivalry between which even led to bloody clashes in 445. This is absolutely unique, because in the Middle Ages, political differences always and everywhere took not a circus form, but always a religious one. Everything will fall into place if we recall that even in the early Renaissance, the theater was still not separated from the church and the “theater mysteries” were essentially not much different from religious rites. And a thousand years before that, the church, theater and circus were still completely united. Therefore, the "circus parties" were actually "parties of the church" and did not possess any uniqueness. We see how, under the apocryphal pen of the clergy, the essentially integral struggle within the church was divided into secular struggles in the circus and theological Christology in the church.
Apparently, in the 5th century, Pompey perishes completely and the role of the Italian center of the Christian Jehovah's cult goes to Rome, where this cult is combined with the veneration of Peter the Apostle caused by the fall of the meteorite. (To determine, at least guessingly, the time of the fall of this meteorite is not possible).
Among the political events of this century, the most important are the invasion of the Huns and the conquest of Italy by the Goths.
Question: is it a coincidence that the so-called “fall of the Roman Empire” occurred almost simultaneously with the death of Pompeii?

VI century

Within the framework of post-apocalyptic Christianity, intensive myth-making continues. There is an extensive religious literature, part of which, in the following centuries and in a revised form, will be the biblical canon. Circumcision appears (or, moreover, has long appeared and is spreading widely).
Nevertheless, the cheerful and drunk Christian-Dionysian rituals still remain the foundation of the state church. Only compositions from pro-apocalyptic opponents of these rituals (apparently still persecuted by the church and the state) have reached us, and therefore the true look of the state church of this time has to be painfully reconstructed from insignificant bits of information.
In the VI century lived Jacob Baradei, founder (541) of the Monophysite Jacobite sect, from which a number of modern autocephalous churches grew. He got into the Bible in the form of "forefather Jacob."
At the end of the VI century, a pontificate was formed in Rome, the first monasteries were organized and the cult of the Virgin Mary appeared, which supposedly saved the city from the horrors of the plague. In all of Italy, outside the Roman region, Arianism continues to reign.
Politically, the 6th century is the "Century of Justinian." The information that a civil (ie secular) code of laws was first drafted under Justinian seems to be true, but the “Justinian Code” we know is undeniably apocryphal. His true code was, one must think, very close to the “Hammurabi Code”, unless it exactly matched it.
Although the main source of this time, Procopius, is clearly apocryphal, the information he reports seems to contain some seeds of truth. For example, Procopius reports that Justinian's wife, Empress Theodora, was a circus girl and a famous prostitute in her youth, who later “joined the church.” This clearly should be understood in such a way that in the church of those times Theodora occupied the post of temple deaconess, who bestowed pilgrims “in the name of the Lord” with her love, not a humiliating and not shameful post. Only in this case it becomes clear how the prostitute became empress.
Justinian is credited with the construction activities of several temples, including the majestic Hagia Sophia. It is unclear whether this information is correct. However, we can fully judge the architecture of Justinian times (or at least one of its directions) using the example of the Dendera Temple.

VII century

In this century, three major events take place in the religious sphere.
In Rome, where pilgrims from northern “pagan” countries are increasingly appearing, the question of mission becomes relevant for the first time, i.e. spreading the "light of faith" among the Gentiles. Formerly, belonging to the church provided for belonging to the empire, and it was believed that representatives of foreign nations should not be in the church. Subsequently, proponents of this view gave rise to Judaism.
Since the economy and status of Rome depended almost exclusively on the number of pilgrims visiting the city, its leaders could not agree with this point of view and put forward the opposite idea of a “world church”. Apostle Paul was added to the Apostle Peter as an exponent of this new idea and the spread of Christianity around the world began.
The second important event was the first entry of evangelical ideology into the wide public arena, which was previously the faith of the Greek-speaking lower classes and opposition preachers. One must think that at that time the early Gospels (the “books of the covenant” of Josiah-Heracles) already existed, and the well-known Gospel of Mark had yet to be written at the end of the 7th century.
The third major event (apparently closely related to the second) was the departure of the south of the Roman Empire to Hagarism. As a result, the previously united empire split ideologically, and therefore politically, into two states: the empire and the caliphate.
In accordance with the “old-fashioned” nature of Hagarism, the former Syriac-Egyptian dialect, which later turned into the “classical” Arabic language, was preserved in the caliphate as an official language. In the empire, primacy began to gradually shift to the Greek language, in which the holy books of the new faith were written. The first sign of this trend was the adoption by Heracles of the Greek title of basileus.
In the same century, apparently, the preliminary compilation of the Old Testament canon (nevertheless subjected to some corrections up to the XIV-XV centuries) is being completed.
We see that the significance of the VII century is quite comparable with that of the fourth century.

VIII century

The clerical reform carried out by Heracles could not have passed without pain even in Constantinople itself. The entire VIII century and the first half of the IX century are occupied by the religious and political struggle that shook the very foundations of the state. Following their practice of belittling the significance and meaning of religious reforms of that time, the clergy, and after them secular scholars, qualify this period as a period of struggle for and against the veneration of icons. In fact, this was the period of the development of evangelical Christianity as opposed to the previous “Bacchic” dogma.
The feud in the empire caused a massive (tens of thousands) emigration of the clergy to India, where the seeds of Christian monotheism had already been sown. This gave impetus to the development of Hinduism and Buddhism there.
At this time in the Byzantine Empire, a monogamous family receives ideological justification, and polygamy begins to be prosecuted. For the first time mixed (male and female) monasteries are prohibited. (Decree of the VII Ecumenical Council of 787 in Nicaea).
The Roman Church is separated from the Byzantine, and Rome for the first time receives political freedom, which, however, he is immediately forced to give to the Frankish kings.
At the end of the VIII century, power in Byzantium passed into the hands of Empress Irina. The appearance of a woman on the throne was then a startling innovation, violating all the canons. It must be thought that, ideologically, this played a large role. Fifty years later (i.e., in the next century), a woman also ascends to the throne in Rome.
Irina's stay on the throne (and therefore the absence of a male emperor) gave Charlemagne the legal clue to declare himself emperor, because according to the ideas of those times, there could only be one emperor on earth (as there could be only one god in heaven).

IX century

The actual opportunity to become the emperor of the "Romans" in the first year of the 9th century was given to Charles precisely by the church separation of Rome from Byzantium. Thus, in the West (apparently for the first time) there is its own "Roman Empire". The stream of legends about the former "imperial greatness" of Rome, which originated long before that and now emphasizing the supposedly leading role of the West, is powerfully amplified and, as far as possible, unified in order to create the ideological foundation of the new empire. There are no legends about the "republican" past; they are not required.
By the middle of the 9th century, a certain religious equilibrium sets in. In the Roman Empire, evangelical, monogamous Christianity prevails, which provides it with a “period of incomparable greatness” ([54], p. 71). Rome remains faithful to the former, polygamous faith, only somewhat corrected by Paulinism. Old faith in the form of Hagarism is preserved in the caliphate. Apparently, by this time Hagarism also accepts the "principle of universality." Its difference from the Roman faith is mainly political. The next major branch of Christianity is the Old Believers who have not accepted the principle of universality. They are concentrated mainly in Italy (northern and, possibly, southern) and in Spain, without forming a separate statehood.
Representatives of all these movements, although feeling their isolation, nevertheless consider themselves fellow believers who venerate the same God. Their final separation into four separate churches (two of which even lost the title of “Christian”) is a thing of the future.

X century

According to Diehl, this was the period when Byzantium acquired "incomparable brilliance" ([30], p. 74). In the south, its border was pushed back to the Euphrates and Tigris, and in the east, it included Armenia and Iveria. The Armenians began to play a large role in the empire; they gave the empire its soldiers, generals, administrators, and even emperors. Along with the Slavic, the Armenian component has become one of the most important in the formation of the ethnic community of the Romans. At this time, to designate a citizen of the empire, the term “Hellenic” - “God's man” first appears. The official language of the empire finally becomes Greek. Secular Greek literature is emerging (in the school of Konstantin Porfirorodny).
Evangelical Christianity prevailing in the Roman Empire spreads to Russia in this century. It gradually penetrates into Rome, which is still Old Believers.
Otton I founds the Holy Roman Empire of the German nation, and Otton II unsuccessfully tries to make Rome its capital. Despite failure, this gives a new powerful impetus to the legends of "classical Rome."

XI century

In its significance, this century is quite comparable with the VII and IV centuries. In Rome, the “Cluny reform” is taking place, that is, in fact, the revolutionary introduction of the Gospel doctrine, accompanied by such decisive innovations as the monogamy of the laity and the celibacy of the clergy.
In 1071, the Roman Empire suffered a crushing military defeat from the Seljuk Turks, who organize the "Rum Sultanate" in Asia Minor, that is, according to their ideas, the old, idol-ridden "Roman Empire" cleansed of the "evangelical defilement". The return to old faith was naturally accompanied by a return to the former clerical language, but in its “Arabic” version.
In this century, the final separation of churches takes place; four previously opposing religions emerge from the previously unified proto-Christian dogma. The most “old-fashioned” teachings, which did not accept the principles of Paulinism, give rise to Judaism, and the former Hagarian sects, who accepted the veneration of Mohammed, to Islam. Admirers of Christ are divided into Roman Catholic and Greek Orthodox churches (and a number of smaller autocephalous churches).
One might think that the primary geographical centers of the crystallization of Judaism, as a doctrine opposed to evangelical Christianity, were Lombardy and Southern Spain.
The ethnonym “Hebrew” —EBRI means “migrant” (see [1], p. 367). Perhaps this goes back to the resettlement of the God-fighters from the vicinity of Vesuvius to Lombardy, and maybe it refers to the appearance of Jews in the Netherlands and in Eastern Europe (Poland and Lithuania). In any case, it clearly has a very late origin, since it is practically not used in the Bible (see [1], pp. 364-368)
It so happened that in the tough guild system that developed in the Middle Ages, the adherents of Judaism engaged in exchange-trading and credit-financial activities (usury, money-changing, transfer operations). These were the notorious "Lombard bankers." This kind of specialization of the Jews contributed to their alienation from the rest of the population and led to the emergence of anti-Semitism. (See, for example, [151] on this subject).
As in the case of Mohammedanism, the initiator of the religious-ideological isolation and alienation of Judaism was apparently the Christian church circles, but the ideologists of Judaism not only did not fight this, but, on the contrary, they reacted to the growing hostile attitude by the self-isolationist doctrine "God-chosenness" of Jewry. The result was the creation of a ghetto.
As for Palestine, the Jews were not there until very recently. The standard explanation that they lived there, but were completely expelled by the Romans, not only contradicts everything that was established above, but is easily refuted by itself. Indeed, a person’s love for his homeland is such that, being expelled, he strives to return there throughout his life and bequeaths it to his children. As numerous examples of the new and older (but reliable) time show, no matter what obstacles and slingshots are placed on the path of return, a certain (albeit small) part of the expelled population will always return sooner or later. Therefore, if the Jews actually lived once in Palestine, then at least some of them should have stayed there. Nevertheless, even according to the Jewish Encyclopedia, there were no Jews in the land of Palestine for about a thousand years, and for the first time they appeared there only in the XII century and then only as rare merchants in cities.
This circumstance has attracted the attention of historians for a long time, but fascinated by the myth of the long history of the Jewish people, they could only, bewildered, shrug their hands or refer to assimilation processes that, for some reason, led to the disappearance of Jews exclusively in Palestine.

Conclusion

In this brief review, we paid special attention to the evolution of religious beliefs because, firstly, in those days the history of religion was most directly intertwined with the history of society and the state, and secondly, nowhere else was so much falsifying effort put in than this question. The idea of an evolutionary, gradual development of the Christian religion, which lasted more than 600 years, was absolutely unacceptable to the clerics, and they did everything they could to conceal it. They had to fill the thousand-year gap with pseudo-historical, divorced from life disputes about the nature of Christ. Surprisingly, however, numerous secular, anticlerical researchers did not pay attention to the fact that, from the general standpoint of evolutionary theory, the traditional idea of the almost instant appearance of Christianity in the first century AD with almost completely developed dogmatic and ideological systems is absolutely impossible.
Of course, we only outlined, following Morozov, the main stages in the development of Christian ideology. A more in-depth study, requiring a critical rethinking of the entire pile of church-apologetic literature, is beyond the scope of this book.
We also left almost completely aloof Morozov’s considerations regarding the development of culture, in general, and theater art in particular. A reader who is interested in these issues should turn to Morozov himself.
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2019.11.25 22:43 lostinagiftshop Love Fame Tragedy tour megathread

This thread will be updated regularly with tour dates and will include links to buy tickets.

2020

JANUARY

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FEBRUARY

Tuesday 25th - The Cluny, Newcastle upon Tyne
Wednesday 26th - King Tut’s Wah Wah Hut, Glasgow
Thursday 27th - Brudenell Social Club, Leeds
Saturday 29th - Manchester Academy, Manchester

MARCH

Monday 2nd - The O2 Institute, Birmingham
Tuesday 3rd - Heaven, London
Wednesday 4th - Thekla, Bristol
Saturday 7th La Badaboum, Paris

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2019.11.08 22:50 pastenague Post-Match Thread: Dulwich Hamlet 1-4 Carlisle United [FA Cup]

FT: Dulwich Hamlet 1-4 Carlisle United

Dulwich Hamlet Score Carlisle United
0-[1] O. Olomola 8'
0-[2] H. McKirdy 37'
C. Smith 49' [1]-2
1-[3] M. Jones 55'
1-[4] H. McKirdy 86'
Date: 8 November 2019 — 20:55 CET, 14:55 EST, 19:55 GMT, 01:25 IST
League: FA Cup
Venue: Champion Hill Stadium (London)
Attendance: 3,336
Referee: J. Oldham

Lineups

Dulwich Hamlet Notes Carlisle United Notes
Manager: G. Rose Manager: S. Pressley
1 C. Grainger 1 A. Collin
3 N. Smith 17 B. Webster YC 52'
2 M. McCoy 3 J. Iredale
5 R. Orlu SUB 84' 8 M. Jones G 55'
4 B. Dempsey 14 G. Jones
6 C. Smith YC 41'; G 49' 19 J. Bridge SUB 84'
8 D. Vose 7 N. Thomas A 37'; SUB 57'
11 J. Monakana A 49'; SUB 66' 11 H. McKirdy A 8'; G 37'; G 86'
7 B. Chapman 23 J. Branthwaite
9 D. Mills 24 O. Olomola G 8'; A 55'; SUB 80'
10 A. Yussuff SUB 66' 5 J. Mellish

Substitutes

Dulwich Hamlet: D. Akinyemi (SUB 66'), N. Clunis (SUB 66'), C. Hunte (SUB 84'), Q. Taylor, J. Connors, D. Ijaha, P. Edwards
Carlisle United: M. Sagaf (SUB 57'; A 86'), R. Loft (SUB 80'; YC 82'), C. Carroll (SUB 84'), L. Gray, N. Knight-Percival, E. Sørensen, H. Hope

Timeline

8': Goal! O. Olomola scores [H. McKirdy assist] — Dulwich Hamlet 0-[1] Carlisle United .
37': Goal! H. McKirdy scores [N. Thomas assist] — Dulwich Hamlet 0-[2] Carlisle United .
41': Yellow card shown to C. Smith ( Dulwich Hamlet).
49': Goal! C. Smith scores [J. Monakana assist] — Dulwich Hamlet [1]-2 Carlisle United .
52': Yellow card shown to B. Webster ( Carlisle United).
55': Goal! M. Jones scores [O. Olomola assist] — Dulwich Hamlet 1-[3] Carlisle United .
57': Substitution for Carlisle United: M. Sagaf in, N. Thomas out.
66': Substitution for Dulwich Hamlet: D. Akinyemi in, A. Yussuff out.
66': Substitution for Dulwich Hamlet: N. Clunis in, J. Monakana out.
80': Substitution for Carlisle United: R. Loft in, O. Olomola out.
82': Yellow card shown to R. Loft ( Carlisle United).
84': Substitution for Dulwich Hamlet: C. Hunte in, R. Orlu out.
84': Substitution for Carlisle United: C. Carroll in, J. Bridge out.
86': Goal! H. McKirdy scores [M. Sagaf assist] — Dulwich Hamlet 1-[4] Carlisle United .
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2019.07.08 01:21 GideonGotAGun Finished the whole series, my thoughts + digi-painting of Hester i made.

Recently finished listening/watching/reading the whole series/franchise(?) and now gonna share my thoughts and feelings on it, probably just ramble, maybe somebody will get a kick out of it. Hopefully this will stop me from annoying my friends (especially my roommate) by constantly bringing up the series in conversation. Gonna go through every work in the series, in the order I experienced them and what my thoughts at the time where and afterwards are. I tried to keep it short, but there was a lot of material.
Just gonna warn you, English is a second language to me (technically a third) and I have Dyslexia, so the spelling is probably awful,regardless of spell checkers and me google-ing every forth word, it always turns out wrong, so apologize for that in advance and have understanding.
Also added at the end a digital painting of Hester i made as a bonus (?). Drawn it when was over halfway through the Quartet so it is as i imagined her, I may have gotten a detail wrong.

Mortal Engines
Got the English audio book version as a late Christmas present from a friend. Was still sort off new to the audio book thing, had only listened to a handful of them and all of them autobiography's or other none fiction. They where something to have in the background when doing repetitive computer tasks and did the same thing with the first book.
Had seen some promotional stuffs for the movie, that did not impress and also saw a negative review of the movie, but all i knew of the actual story was that there was a scared girl, a villains that locks sort off like Hugo Weaving and there was cities on weals.
Did not take long to start liking Barnaby Edwards narration, its awesome. The world is fun, post apocalyptic is always fun and liked the fact that its many hundred years from the apocalypse. Did not quit get the hype about the moving city's at this point. Liked that there was no "Chosen one" or "Destiny" stuff, a thing that usually annoys me in these kind of adventure story's, even in the ones i like. Also enjoyed that the main character doesn't end up with the first person off the opposite sex they meet, Katherine was a nice fake out, even thou i saw it coming a mile away. Tom and Hester's relationship is one of the highlights, cant remember last time I cared about a romance in a action adventure story, it usually feels like a afterthought. Tom is a basic naive main character, which is fine, but its makes a nice contrast to Hester, making there scenes entertaining. Hester is the best character, she has clear motivation, you can sympathies/relate with her insecurity's about the scar. She is the one you care about, but you experiences it through Tom.
Back to Katherine, did not like the beginning part of her story, never was a fan of a character solving a mystery the audiences already knows more about, obviously it gets more interesting when new information is reveled, but still. Really like that she died, did not see it coming at all.
The final overall was very good, and could not consecrate on computer stuff while was listening to it.
A translation off a text i sent my friend how gave me the book after shortly completing it:
"I just finished listening to that Mortal Engines, a pretty good star wars movie. Cool that final line: "your no Hero and I`m not beautiful...." just bought the sequel. Was a good gift, thanks.
And the final line is brilliant, its a really nice subversion on the classical hero tall. Originally I thought it sort of did not work because Tom is clearly a hero, he saved millions of people by stopping London, I assumed that it meant that hes not a hero in the eyes of hes people. But after experienced the sequel, it makes more sense, he dos not become a heroic character, he is not a peasant that becomes a swashbuckler or a farmer that becomes a Jedi master. Compare to Hester, shes a low level scavenger in this book, but buy the end she is Mad Max. Tom goes from a boy just a doing the right thing, to a man doing the right thing, wish now that i think of it even more heroic.

Predators Gold
I distinctly remember making fun of the beginning of this book to a friend, it felt so forced that in the middle of nowhere there is a perfect girl for Tom, creating a love triangle, a princes that likes history, come on. And then there is Nimrod Pennyroyal, a man how might as well go around with a giant sign that says "I`m a liar and a traitor". It almost felt like he exists in a different plane of existence, it makes no sense that our main character do not see though him immediately. This two things felt super forced, at this point it felt that it was dumbed down for younger people. I could see it so clearly where the plot was going: Tom in a weak moment would do something romantic with the other girl and by coincidence Hester would witness it at the worst time possible. They would brake up but end up together later after a big gesture by Tom or whatever SIGH.
And it started to happen... but out off nowhere Hester goes and overreacts by basically willing to sacrifice a hole town Whaaht? And she seams surprised herself that she i capable of doing something that cruel. I was so surprised by this. And then it forms a nice dual "thinking time bomb", is Anchorage gonna be destroyed by Archangel/Hester or Pennyroyal (And later to make it more complicated Hester is kidnapped and Tom has to save her). At this point i stooped listening and working at the same time, this was now to good and exiting for that. Started walking at night while listening. I wanted it so to turn out well for Hester but I knew that if even one of Anchorage citizen was hurt it was gonna be on her tab and she would be a villain. Still remember walking nervously back and fort around my neighbor in the black of a Finnish winter night (witch probably enhanced the experience) listening to the final chapters, fearing if or how Hester was gonna "pay for her sins" and how Tom would react to it. Turn out answers to bout questions was Tom getting shot, and i was not sure if he would survive at all. And the Hester is pregnant. Wouuu what a ride of emotions. Afterwards had to sit down and do some boring work, while listening to "Collateral" by The Midnight on repeat just to calm down to have a chance to sleep.
Best book in the hole series. Caul is the true hero of this book, he risks the most for the smallest reason. Hester is the protagonist now, nice. The Green storm base incident was cool. Grimsby, and the parasites was a fun concept. In my corrupted mind the part were Anna cuts of Sathya`s arm was so anime. That remains me, bringing back dead characters is usually lame, but this was done quite well. Traction city hunts are so more interesting from the prays perspective. After this started to have at least a weeks brake between the books, to let the endings sink in, a choice that payed off.

Infernal Devices
I guessed that there was gonna be a time skip, but not this long, and a Wren is the protagonist now Whattt? Poor Tom/Caul/Freya/Hester (okay shes deserves it) i suppose there relay is no happy endings, but waooou did not expect this much misery from this series. Wren and her adventure is fine, but I do prefer Tom and Hester so much more, a bit annoying that hey are the B story, and there chapters are way better, there difference in moral was stacking up some heavy drama. However it did feel forced/weird when Tom decides to go alone to the Skhin office. Also Tom Having a "comedic moment" when he tries to start the Jenny Haniver was more cruel than resembling anything funny, considering he was just kidnapped and has a heart condition, give him a brake. In case it wasn't clear that Hester is a villain, this book relay hammers it in (with a typewriter) with her leaving Fishcake behind. It started to get hard to root for her, but she still remained the most interesting character, was getting desperate for a redemption arc.
Speaking of Fishcake don`t like him, but hes just a kid, and a brainwashed one, so probably shouldn't. Speaking of character i don`t like, in fact despise: Pennyroyal, life is unfair.
Did enjoy the C story, with Oenone Zero and Shrike, I still feel like a idiot for how long it took me to figure out that Shrike was her weapon against Anna. Shrike being back feels like a retcon but I'm okay with that. Oenone Zero sounds like a name created using a Metal Gear Solid Name generator. Well at least Caul and Freya got some happiness.
The final was once again very entertaining, did not guess that Wrens maid friend (I sort of liked her false persona) was the Green storm agent, feels bad. Pennyroyal just continues to cheat death SIGH. The stalker fight was cool. Wren revealing Hester true color was both awesome and awful. And of course Tom has a Heart attack (or something) when he tries to stop her from leaving, knew that was leading up to something, such drama, love it. A big plus that despite Hester now being a action hero(villain) how kills people left and right, she is still is afraid of Shirke (also nice callback to the first bock).
One advantaging with listening to a book is you don`t see how much is left, except if you want, I tend not to, its more fun that way, so the the sudden ending with Shrike leaving with Hester was a surprise.

A Darkling Plain
Starting it seamed that Theo would be be the new protagonist considering all the "screen" time he get in the beginning and the fact that the protagonist always changes. But i guess he don`t have all that mush to do because he is so not the main focus, maybe in a early draft. Cynthia is not that good at her job, how hard can it be to blow up a airship and the passage inside, maybe she did not consider Oenone`s plot armor.
Poor Tom having his heart broken mentally and physically. But don´t worry Tom I´m sure in the end, Oenone gonna fix it and Hester will be back............
Tom and Wren`s story line was the least interesting but it gets better as the time goes on.
What?, started slowly liking Fishcake and especially Anna, and later was happy to see Sathya. What a surprise.
It sure seamed that Reeves knew that most of reader like Hester the most, considering her first appearance in this book gets like a whole chapter off build up. I found the new lifestyle Shrike to be fun. Was cute when Tom was jealous of Shrike.
STOP teasing me with hope of Pennyroyal dying.
It sure is a lot of stuff happening in this book compered to the rest of the books. Hester has time to have a Mad Max car chase and Quentin Tarantino-esque hostage scene before the final, Nice!
Also i know it is silly and I should not care, but it was awesome that Helsinki is a Traction city and it has a hotel called Uusimaa. Pretty good pronunciation by Barnaby Edwards.
I was so sure that in Batmunkh Gompa (that was the place right?) the character would come together, Oenone wold fix Tom and everybody would go and beat up Anna. Was so on the edge of my seat (aside the fact i was walking) when Tom and Hester where in the same room. Bur then General Naga ruins everything, what a shook! Did later like that Naga got a Small redemption arc at the end (at least some on is getting it) and started to like him.
Okay before the conclusion lets talk about the weak point of this book, the Achilles' heel if your feeling fancy. When Wolf dies Wren has a flash forward were she is still feeling bad about his death. It killed the threat of Odin for me, if she survived probably the rest of the world. I get that the point was to hammer in that Wren truly has the best parts from her parents and is not a Valentine. Could this not be at the epilogue? I would do no harm there.
Regardless of what would happens to the rest of the world, was so worried about Tom and Hester. The tension was so high. In retrospective favorite part of the book was them finally having a proper conversation. Its funny that in a story with Mad Max car chase and steampunk Robocops running around, two people talking is the best part. Of course Pennyroyal has to ruin it, but I sort of adopted Tom`s attitude, its not wort wasting energy on him with bigger problems around. And things got so worse with the Shrike failing and the Jenny crashing, after that the atmosphere was so dread full. Was nice that both Tom and Hester`s skills where used in the final. Oh no Anna started is predicting Toms death. Stop it!
Anna`s reaction to the existence of Wren felt so genuine, I have seen so many "aunts" react in similar ways to similar information. Fun that all time spent with Wren payed off. Pennyroyal actually did something good. Yay. And then Tom had a attack. But there was still hope, and then it happens Hester finally has to pay for her sins. Curse you, Fishcake, your actions make sense, but Tom did not divers to die. I get i Hester so deserved it, but I along with Tom had sort of forgiven her, kind of. It make sense for her to solve her final problem with violence, but dame that was shocking end for or heroes. (In retrospect why is it surprising, they wouldn't get a happy ending according to the end of the first book) And then we have to watch there corpses rot, it was devastating i had a hard time believing it was happening. I get why, it so that readers won't get the hopes up of them returning as stalkers. But it felt quite cruel.
I may or may not gotten a little misty eyed. May have called a family member. May or may not have gotten a hug from my roommate, because I may have looked miserable returning home. I definitely threatened violence to the friend how introduced me to the series. And was in a general bad mood the coming week.
Probably Just as good a book as Predator Gold if not better, but i still prefer Predator Gold. Was a nice full circle thing with Shrike in the end.

Mortal Engines (The Motion Picture)
I know it was bad, and it was, but was curious and had noting better to do. All the characters where thinner that the paper they where once printed on. However watched this just a couple of days after finishing A Darkling Plain and was still a little sensitive. I`m guessing this is the closest I will ever be to experience what it is feels like being Kevin Smith watching a below average Marvel movie. I got ridicules emotional responses to random names and locations. To be fair there was some good things: The opening city chase, the visuals (Hester scar and the designs of the Jenny Haniver being a exception), and about everything regarding Shrike. His voice was awesome, really enjoyed the references/set ups for his fate in the ending of A Darkling Plain. With him being the narrator and the first person flashback where a young Hester puts a wreath of flowers around his neck. Strange that they got small details like this right, but the thing that actually mater wrong.

Fever Crumb
Was a little worried stating this one, I was hoping for it to be good, but with it being a prequel my hopes was low. I can on one hand count good prequel, and i cant think of prequel that has surpassed the original expect for MGS3: Snake Eater and Devil may cry 3 (and I`m not just talking about game mechanics). But to my surprise it was a good book.
Not Having Barnaby Edwards as narrator took some time getting used to. But Philip Reeve did a good job and it is something extra having the author read his own work. The setting was nice, had some fun moody atmosphere, and like how long back in time it was set (harder to ruin the original that way). Really liked the in-universe/lore explanations for burning candles at a shrines: to give light to people the sunless country. Have not heard a better explanation in real life, and countless cultures do it.
At first was worried that some Chosen one/Destiny stuff was creeping in to this universe, with Fever visions (especially with the Harry Potter joke/reference early one, hand her being a walking exception to begin with), but luckily it was just the memory thing, witch in it self is a cool concept. Fever herself i probably the weakest aspect of the book, everybody else are/have more interesting this going one, this is fine, its a common thing for protagonists. Did like the explanation for her name, was pretty funny. Highlight of the bock was the flashbacks of Dr Crumb and both Godshawk`s, especially liked when old man Godshawk trying desperately to save baby Fever, felt very grand, human experience on a meta level. Was a little silly that Dr crumb told his story with so much detail considering the riot outside, I would have told her the short version, but I get it, its more fun for the audience this way. I accidentally had read somewhere that Shrike was gonna appear in this bock series, but did not expect it in the first one. The final was fine.

A Web of Air
Angels what the..?? ahh talking seagulls, that would have been a more appropriate name, bur i guess it does not have the same ring to it. After two hours of listening something did not seam right, it was not captivating, and at the time I guessed it was because of the new narrator. So instead ordered the physical book, along with rest of the books in the series i had not jet experienced.
(Extra: However had gotten used to walking and listening to audio books, so started listened to other Philip Reeve book's. The Larklight Trilogy was super fun, ones i got what it was aiming to be. Was a nice change of pace to listen to something this light-hearted. I`m not a book guy (maybe now, we will see) but i did get the John Carter of Mars reference. The first books narration is poorly edited with lots of unnecessary pauses, this does get fixed in the sequels, and they are content wise better to begin with. Just finished Black Light express, like the unique space opera meets cyberpunk world. But feels like it and its predecessor Railhead peak before the actual climax of the story. Do however like how abruptly both end. Gonna start the third on next week.)
Urbivore
It exists, it cool to see a story you like in a earlier state but honestly can barely remember what happened.

In the Bleak Midwinter Cute, I like Christmas story's inserted in non-Christmas story's. Its super cool of Reeves to share a extra story for free online, with new illustration. Good thing I had listened to Fever Crumb before reading this one.

Night Flight
The first one to arrive in the mail so started with it, first book I have read in years, it went better than i expected, pretty easy to read, did struggle with longer sentences bur that's every day for me. The art work By Ian McQue is excellent (except Hester has to much nose for my taste).
First story: Was a little confused about the Jenny Haniver being a race airship, my impression of it was it being a average cargo ship with some serious engines. Was nice to: see the inside of Archangel, that Fang was not her real name just a easier way to pronounce her name. In retrospective cool detail that she worships Arlo. A okay little story.
Second story: This was awesome, having a horror story in the depths of London. Would probably be better if it was not about Anna, because she has to survive, otherwise thee would be a time paradox (did not know of Traction City (Also: luckily did not notice the reference to Charley Shallow before readying the Traction City version, I guess having only heard his name before, it did not register when seeing it or something. Wound have been a terrible spoiler)). But I liked the police chef and rooted for him to survive, and it worked almost as good. Was fun to see some character development for Anna, with hear learning that not all Tractionist are bad.
Third story: I`m not sure if i gave this one a fair chance after the last on was so good but was disappointed by it. Felt it went to quickly to have any kind of impact, and the revealing off a under water traction city did not seam that special, considering Grimsby is almost the same thing. However the scarf was a nice set up, and liked that in the end it was not mention that she used it, be because it was so crystal clear. In retrospect it is cool that the Pulau Pinang assassination is mentioned in the Traction Codex which was published 6 years before this story. But in that one Pulang is spelled Palang not that it matter at all, and I`m in no position to talk about spelling...
Haunting and nice fanservice to see Tom and Hester again.
Overall a nice distraction, reminded me of reading Star Wars spin-off comics as a kid (and as a teen (and some as a adult(?))). Would like some more story like this, especially from no name characters. Super annoying, apparently there is bonus sketches in the paper back version, I was under the impression that hardcover was the superior choice.

A web of air (again) Okay, it was not only the narrator, this book is not that interesting. Fevers emotions-are-stupid attitude was old before this book started, and now having to spend a whole book with her as a solo act was not funny. Couldn't wait to get back to London and all the interesting people with goals and personality's. The fact that almost every other character adores Fever just makes her less likable for every encounter. The red herring "joke" was so inappropriate, my eyes was rolling so hard, the story finally started to pick up the pace but then the following chapters are nullified by that one line/location. I think the setting did not help, all the sunny beaches made me forget that there was any danger or mystery at all. Having read Night Flight I did recognize Arlo`s name, so thee was no way he would not make a flying machine, but even if I had not read, there are airships in the future, so I do not think it maters that much. Speaking of Arlo and rolling your eyes. The fact that hes ships name is Jenny Haniver, what a poor attempt at fanservice (i guess Shrike was already used). This is the closest this series got to destiny stuff: The God of Air`s ship has the same name as the name of the ship that is used to save the world, YUCK.
It gets better towards the end, Fever is slowly showing singing of having relatable emotions, the chapter from the Angels perspective was nice, and the action in the end was fun, and finally that Fever got dumped, can relate. It dose fell rushed that that she had no time to tell or even try to tell Arlo why she was going to forbid flying, i thing that he could know and still have a negative ration to her decision.
I do find it interesting that it is clearly a anti religion statement, but Oenone Zero`s arc in A Darkling Plain is clearly pro religion. Fever is not a badguy but she sure likes to hang ut with the villain factions (Guild of Engineers and Arkangel/sk) and were their clothes. So maybe Reeves is trying to say that bad people do bad thing using religion.
But regardless worst book in the series, but that happens, cant hit them all.

Scrivener's Moon
Despite the last book had a positive feeling going in, Fever has had some character development and the setting judging by the cover (Ian McQue ver.) was London again.
Mammoths, Mammoths everywhere, I don`t mind that much considering the existence of angels, but them being mention a lot feels like the book is trying to normalize/retcon them always being there. Like I don`t remember it being mentioned in the first Fever book that the knife Charley Shallows got from the Skinner was made with parts of a Mammoth. I may be wrong, would check if had a physical book. Now that I mention Charley: did not expect his character arc to go in such a villainous way. Had guessed with him thinking that he had killed Fever but then finding out that she survived, would change him for the better. Sort of getting a new chance after experiencing the weight of taking a life. Plus now he was older and hopefully wiser and not in a economically bad situation. Turns out he is a deceitful turncoat. Was shocked when he indirectly killed his girlfriend. Speaking of unexpected deaths: Wavey. Had expected much more drama between her and Fever, i suppose Fever did not want to bite the hand that fed her. And now that drama cant happen, cool .
Wait, "Kometsvansen" so they speak Swedish, i thought the Arkangelsk/Arkangel where Russians, i guess time changes things. Speaking of Nordic stuff, the line: "..fought of the Suomi horde at the Hill of skulls" was so metal, had fun sharing a picture of that line with friends and family, got a lot of funny ironic patriotic comments from them.
Fevers new love interest was unexpected, i feel it was a missed opportunity to have her just knowing it was her feelings and not Godshawk`s. Expected more drama to happen, but the whole pyramid/mammoth-ride part was overall entertaining, was a little sad that when Fever tried to do something heroic it did not mater because Nintedos men showed up, but it payed up later.
The battle between London and the nomads was fun, but had a hard time remembering how was how in the Carnival of Knives, in my defense they were all introduced at the same time, more than half a book ago and I read slow. So i felt noting when they started to bite the dust. Started to worry how all the story elements would be resolved when the pages left of the book started to get thinner. I thought that this was a finished trilogy, considering the release date of them, that i had reprints, and that Reeves has a couple of other trilogy's, ooohh how wrong i was. Disappointing, wanted a proper conclusion on Cluny and Charley. Sigh, have to add another on to the list of story's i like that are not jet finished. Overall not as good as the first Fever book, but still good.

The Illustrated World of Mortal Engines
This was so not what i expected. Had guessed more of a Art book, wanted so a collection of all the different cover arts from editions all around the world, in high quality, without text, particularly the Ian McQue covers, the CGI ones and the wanna bee Yoshitaka Amano High fantasy looking Japanese ones.
Was so sure that there would be a artist rendering of that photograph of Wren with her new hair that pops up now and again in A Darkling Plain. It just seemed to be a obvious choice. Some of the cover are used, but not all get the no text treatment which is super irritating. And i fell like some art is way smaller than it needs to be because of the oval frame graphic design. But to be fair thee is a lot of new art, and some excellent art. Ian McQues version of Shrike is so coooolllll. Hate to be a nitpicker but hes Angels lock diffident from there appearance on his cover art of A Web of Air. Also it seams that half the cast is missing, nothing on both Nagas, Stalker Fang, Theo or Wren, basically noting past Predator Gold. Why? Where they afraid that people would mistake this with a Art for the movie and accidentally spoil the rest of the mega successful movie franchise? Or is a sequel to this book coming? If so I so want illustrations of A Darkling Plain versions of the main cast.
But this was not a traditional art book, thee was much text. It felt like reading spoileleaks for the forth Fever book. Charley becomes the Mayor of London, that little.... and apparently Cluny`s death is so interesting that it becomes a famous painting WHAT??
Other than that, sure was much lore, it was constantly balancing being to dry or to "funny"(for this universe) for my taste and did struggle at parts through it, but i think its more a mater of taste. Lore can be interesting but i usually like it more when a charterer is attached to it, like how Red Loki keeps pooping up. Was cute that Sathya wrote a book about Anna. There was a quote from Magnus Crome that seemed to me, to be a parallel/jab to a current real life controversial political figure. I`m not a fan of authors retroactively adding political stuff to their older works, because it re-contextualizes the older work and usually very clumsily, so this annoyed me. But turns out the quote also appears in the Traction Codex witch was published many years before so the real life parallel is only a coincidence.

Traction Codex
Was planing to skip this one and Traction City considering they have been recycled in to other works, but my curiosity and inner completionist stooped me from doing that. Reading basically the same text twice was not stimulating and did not pay 100% attentions to it. Have already mention the things i found interesting i other part of this post. Was cool to see some drawing by Philip Reeves, cool to see drawing directly from the source. They should have put them all one page one of The Illustrated World of Mortal Engines and this would be dead weight.

Traction City
I still don`t know what to feel about this. Really don`t like when artist go back and change there old work *cough! cough! George Lucas cough! . Have to point out that despite being in inner conflict, reading it a second time I was still entertained. The cynic in me says that Reeve copy pasted this story to get Night Flight ready before the movie and padded it with cool illustrations. I`m certain the story would have worked better for me if i started with this version, as already mentioned knowing Anna will survive takes tension away. It is mentioned that the Jenny Haniver is a one person ship, witch to me implies that she original built it just to work and slowly over time completed it to a real cargo ship. Witch for me makes more sense and fits better with the original quarter than it being a race ship, and confirms to me that it was a retcon. However there are some things that the Night flights version improves, like i feel its unlikely that Smiff would have returned after seeing the stalker. And both endings are good in there own way.
To bad had to end on a negative note, and hope overall i did not come a across to negative, because real like this series especially the Quartet and consider my self a fan.
Congrats if you have read this hole rant thing, spent way to much time and energy on it, hopeful it was somewhat understandable I dread all the spelling errors and especially words that are right spelled according to the computer but not the one word i wanted to write.

Hester Shaw
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2019.04.23 15:15 SerialBrain2 The Truth about Notre Dame may surprise you.

To know the truth about the Notre Dame fire, we first need to go through the cathedral’s history and understand the current political context in France. Don’t worry, it won’t be school-boring and you’ll get a cool free tour of Paris.
Ready? Allons-y!
The current political context: the following image sums it all: Img1 It is well known Macron is a product of the Rothschild Cabal and his election number 66.06% was them clarifying that even if they lost the US with Trump’s election, they still had their grip over France and most of Europe. Listen to how his former Rothschild Director contemptuously talks about him: video and how his masters terrorize him and humiliate him at dinners like this one on Feb 20 2019: video.
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The construction of Notre-Dame began between March 24 and April 25 1163 with the laying of the cornerstone in the presence of King Louis VII and Pope Alexander III.
In this article, we learn about Biscornet’s story. We are in the 1300’s and the cathedral is almost completed. Biscornet was given the herculean task of producing the doors and it is rumored he sold his soul to the devil in exchange for his assistance in the production of a piece that contemporary artists consider to be a technical feat. When he completed his job, he was found dead and the doors mysteriously remained closed despite multiple efforts. They finally opened when they were sprinkled with holy water. Okay… If this story is true, kudos to Satan for signing his name on a door that millions of Catholics would go through to pray…
If it’s not true, you still have these beautiful pieces to ponder upon: Img2
During the 1789 French Revolution a mob of angry democrats looted Notre Dame and decapitated the twenty-eight statues of the Kings of Judah located at the west façade. History books will tell you they mistook them for statues of French kings. Of course, as a Q researcher, you know the French Revolution was a masonic project that weaponized peasants to overthrow the King, crush the Church and kick it out of schools, empower the Tiers Etat and get the French bourgeoisie to rule. Have you ever asked yourself if Democracy was divinely inspired? Did you notice when Israel needed leaders after Moses, they were not advised by God to vote but were given Saul as their king? When Christ comes back, isn’t it obvious voting him in will not make sense since we all accept he has a divine right to rule the world as the Messiah? Now you know why it’s critical for our enemies to sell us his bloodline is interrupted, why those from this bloodline live in secrecy, why State and Government are promoted almost like divinities and why freemasons decapitated these Kings of Judah statues and never tried to restore them. Quite the contrary, they proudly display what they consider to be trophies at the Cluny Museum: Img3
Q354 Therefore, they openly showcase their symbolism.
Just to make sure everybody understood there was a new sheriff in town, the freemasons rededicated the cathedral in 1793 to the Cult of Reason, a state sponsored atheistic religion intended as a replacement for Roman Catholicism, and later to Robespierre’s deist Cult of the Supreme Being.
In July 1801, the new ruler Napoleon Bonaparte restored the Cathedral to the church. Because he was cool? No: because he wanted the Pope to validate his coronation and that of his wife Josephine as Emperor and Empress of France, which Pope Pius VII reluctantly did on December 2, 1804. video.
In 1844, King Louis Philippe ordered the restoration of the Cathedral. Eugène Viollet-le-Duc was one of the two architects supervising the restoration and he took this opportunity to add the sculpture of very creepy creatures in the Galerie des Chimères and to replace the statue of Saint Thomas with a statue of himself! With this move, he entered the group of the 12 biblical apostles represented on the spire of the cathedral but with a twist: the other eleven statues are facing Paris when he is the only one facing the cathedral.
As you can see, this place which was supposed to be devoted to worshipping the Father has gone through a lot… layer after layer… darkness after darkness.
Now fast forward to 2017. In this article, we learn how Notre Dame is in desperate need for repairs and how a charity is seeking to raise $120 million for that purpose. The $2.4 million budget the French State allocates to the cathedral yearly is not enough to finance these repairs.
Now let’s see what happened 5 days before the fire: video. Again, they beheaded the Apostles! Did you hear the reason given this time by the engineer in charge? He said he’s going to restore them and that he needed to know the internal structure! He should have asked any 11th grade student. Supposing he does not know there is a science called chemistry, he could have cut the base or a finger but no: he needed the head. You know what’s going on right? Yes: they applied the same fate as the one applied to the statues of the Kings of Judah during the 1789 French masonic revolution.
Let’s recap: 5 days before the fire, Notre Dame needed money, all the Kings of Judah were out, beheaded and stored in the Cluny Museum, all the 11+1 Apostles were also out, beheaded and stored somewhere, all the demonic statues remained on site.
Next? We look at their satanic calendar to know if this place was not being prepped for a satanic ceremony. We go through this list and BINGO! We discover Easter Eve Day is celebrated by Satanists with adult human sacrifices.
So based on this calendar and these clues, something should have happened there around April 21 2019. Nothing happened. Instead, the fire took place on April 15 AND: nearly 300 people were killed in Sri Lanka on April 21 2019.
Do you see it?
The cathedral was being prepared for a secret mass sacrifice but the premature fire stopped their plan. Sri Lanka was their plan B.
How do I know?
First, you noticed Notre Dame was a cathedral and a touristic destination right? Well, this is why in plan B they translated the cathedral to multiple churches and met the touristic requirement by targeting hotels. Coincidence?
Second, I told you in this post in this image about the number 74=A SACRIFICE and how the Maestro coded it in his tweet relative to 9/11. Now let’s calculate the number of days between 9/11 and the day of the Notre Dame fire. Img4 We find 17 Years, 7 Months and 4 Days. This 7 and 4 stands for 74=A SACRIFICE and 17 stands for Q! We are told the fire at Notre Dame is the White Hats’ response for the 9/11 attacks! The White Hats had the intel they were preparing another satanic sacrifice for Easter Eve and they stopped it by advancing the date of the fire!
If things had worked the way they planned, it would have been a political masterpiece: Macron’s speech on the controversial French National Debate in the evening of April 15, media coverage and political reactions on April 16 and April 17 and yellow vest protest against the speech on April 20 overshadowed by the Notre Dame fire that would have happened sometime between April 20 and April 21. You get the political gain, the satanic sacrifice and more renovation money than you could have ever dreamed of.
Now, is it me just speculating and selling you a plausible story with these coincidences? You know I have more than that. Of course, I got the confirmation from the Maestro!
It’s all coded in his April 17 tweets.
Img5 The first tweet of the day refers to 11 payments. Now look at the last capital letter before this number 11: it’s the I from FBI. Value for I? Yes: 9 and here is your 9/11! Coincidence? Go through the highlighted lines and read the decoded message.
Here are the other tweets with their respective decoded messages: Img6Img7Img8Img9Img10
Peruvian Coffee for those who noticed in the last image that the capital letters adding up to 86=NEPHILIM were also solved with ADAM LEVINE=86 because of Mark Levin’s last name! Adam Levin is an artist and his real name is Adam Noah Levine. Noah? Nephilim? Coincidence? No, if we notice he’s a coach on NBC’s show The Voice, we deduce what the Maestro is telling us about their cult and rituals: they use vibrations to open portals and import dark spirits in our realm. Read the decoded message: Img11
Songs? Music? Vibrations? Voice? What are the odds Michel Obama tweeted this 3 days after the fire: link? What are the odds she was in Paris the day of the fire? And why does the version of how she learned about the fire change: Driver versionBoat version. What are the odds the 5 capital letters of her tweet about Beyonce add up to 66=MOLOCH? Why the subtitles? Yes: the 19 capital letters. What are the odds they add up to 161, Jewish value for MOLOCH?
Q153 Perhaps he could not stomach the thought of mass murders occurring to satisfy Moloch?
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2019.04.21 15:08 LordIlthari Paladins: Order Undivided Chapter 60: Secret of the Iron Shadows

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Be Me, PalaDM, creator and destroyer of societies.
Be Kazador Glamdring, Julian Tyraan, Yndri Silverthorne, Senket Zarathustra, Peregrin Horserider, and Jort son of Hort, paladins of Order Undivided.
The party rests over the remainder of the night to allow Kazador to recover from his duel with the Erlking, but not before he stores away the banner the fey lord gifted him in memory of their contest. They rise slightly late, and the sun is beginning to rise with them, casting shadows over the land.
Not wishing to be caught out by the teleporting monks of the Iron Shadows, they eat a somewhat unusual breakfast on the move, consisting primarily of conjured bread and dried fruit. They ride north and east, following the Erlking’s guidance to the hidden monastery of their unarmed foes.
About midday, they summit yet another rise and come out onto a beautiful vista. The summer lands are hilly, with forested hills divided by vales with rivers running down them. This vale in particular is stunning though. The river is wide, her waters swift and clear. The valley broad and covered in a forest of white birch trees. This is indeed the place.
”Yndri, what do your elf eyes see?” Asks Julian, and she scans the northwestern slope of the vale. The thin birch grow unusually large canopies for their slenderness, and thus the view from above is somewhat obscured. However, she does see something unusual. A set of solid white running in a line, like a whitewashed castle wall.
”There, at about 11 o’clock, halfway up the slope. There’s definitely something unnatural there, but I can’t make out what exactly.” She reports.
”That’s the right area, assuming the Erlking’s information was accurate. I say we check it out.” Peregrin suggests.
”Agreed, though be careful. There’s most certainly something unusual going on here.” Yndri says cautiously.
”What do ye mean?” Kaz asks.
”Have we found any birch trees in these lands before now? And then suddenly to find a single area absolutely overflowing with them? Something about this place just seems… artificial.”
”Transplants maybe?” Julian suggests. “It could have started out as something small and then spread.”
”Maybe, but even still, the amount of work it would take to cultivate a forest this size. Even by elven standards this would take a substantial amount of time and effort. For anyone else, this would be a multi-generational project.”
”Monks are strange, maybe they’re the ones behind it? I’ve met more than a few with a really intense passion for gardening, so maybe this order just likes birch trees?” Peregrin suggests.
”My people cut down forests, we don’t plant them. We’ll set up farms for logging to make sure we don’t run out, but this is too… random for that. Creating an entire forest would be a massive vanity project.” Jort says, still suspicious.
”Well let’s not miss the murder monks for the trees and get moving.” Peregrin says. “Whatever the story behind this place is, I’m sure we can figure it out.”
The party gets moving, on foot this time, slower but harder to spot. The birch might provide good cover from above, but on ground level the thin trunks make it very easy to see anyone coming from almost any angle. Still, despite feeling so exposed, the paladins make it to the river unopposed.
When they reach the river, Yndri checks both ways, then points to a bridge futher downstream. Julian shakes his head no, too likely to be monitored or guarded. They decide to cross where they are. Kaz wades across, carrying Senket on his shoulders. Julian flies over, carrying Jort. Yndri ties a rope to one of her arrows and fires it across, and then she and Peregrin climb using that.
”At least we dinnae need another bloody raft.” Kaz says quietly, shaking himself clean.
”Okay, how was I supposed to know there were going to be waterfalls?” Peregrin asks.
”Fair enough, but still, ye could have warned us.”
”Quiet. The woods may have ears.” Julian advises, and the two cut off their reminiscing. The move forwards again, careful to be as quiet as a bunch of heavily armored knights can be. The air is tense, and the woods are too quiet.
After far too long in a far too tense journey, the Paladins come up the side of the vale and take cover behind a large rock as Yndri peers ahead. There is indeed a large wall of white stone, with a fortified gate and hobgoblins patrolling the walls.
”We’re in the right place. Small problem, we need to get in.” She confirms.
”Let’s check the sides. There might be a weak point.” Senket suggests, and the party checks around the sides. Unfortunately for them, the front gate appears to be the only entrance. As they start to head back in that direction, Peregrin shivers as his bare feet step in a small flow of water.
”Brr. Snowmelt, always a bit unpleasant.” He grumbles. Julian stops, then grins.
”Water, they’ve got to be getting in water somehow. Follow that flow.” He orders, and the party moves up the mountain. They soon find the source, a small stream flowing out from a pound fed by the snow from above, and perhaps an underground source. Julian sticks his head under the water to check his theory, and then comes up with a grin.
”As I suspected, there’s a grate down there. It’s an underground, underwater passage. In other words, our ticket in.”
”Small problem with your plan there Kingfisher,” Senket comments. “None of us are fish, and I highly doubt your book has a spell to give us gills.”
”It doesn’t. But it might not need to.” Julian responds, taking off his armor before grabbing a stick then diving into the pool. The rest of the party looks on as the apparently deranged Aasimar pulls out the stick and sticks it through the bars of the grate, before swimming back up to the surface.
”What exactly was the point of that?” Peregrin asks curiously.
”Simple really, a tracking mechanism.” Julian responds, before activating Locate Object to track the stick’s position. “How far off would you say that fortress is?” He asks nonschalantly.
”Probably about five or six hundred meters, why?” Yndri responds.
”How long can you hold your breath?” He asks again, focused on the stick.
”About two minutes. You’re not thinking-“
”Oh, I definitely am. Well, the current got the stick there in about a minute forty, so if we swim for it we should be fine.”
”You’re insane.” Senket says frankly.
”So is charging the front gate.” Julian counters. Senket sighs and starts unbuckling her armor.
”You’re going in front then.”
After stowing their armor in their Bags of Holding, Sen and Kaz jump into the pool. Working together, they manage to pry off the grate and open the way forwards before surfacing.
”Jort, you lead the way under invisibility, take Bast with you.” Julian orders, the cat hopping from his shoulder to Jort’s. She can communicate telepathically with me, so if there’s anyone in the cistern I’ll know. We’ll need a few minutes to get our armor back on, so bar the door if you can.”
”Got it.” Jort responds. “What about Bast though, I mean she is a cat.”
”No, I’m not. Nor do I require oxygen.” Bast responds, freaking the hobgoblin out slightly. “I simply take this form for tradition’s sake, now let’s move.”
Jort takes a deep breath, vanishes, and a ripple expands outwards from the surface of the pool as he dives in. Shortly thereafter, the rest of the party follow. Julian leads the way, conjuring a light around himself to guide the others after him. They follow him down the dark, twisting tunnels, Yndri staying very, very close to others at all times.
Jort and Bast swim ahead, moving with the current. The hobgoblin’s eyes burn from keeping them open underwater for so long, his lungs start to feel like they’re on fire. Then he sees it, a light above, a surface! He swims upward and comes up gasping. The poor hobgoblin drawing water from the cistern sees a sudden explosion from the well, and hears the sound of gasping, but sees nobody.
The terrified acolyte turns to run for the door. Jort tries to haul himself out of the pool after him, but Bast is swifter. Leaping from the pool, the devil sheds her invisibility and her disguise. Jort sees her true form, a humanoid tigress, not unlike a tabaxi, but with abnormally long hair and a barbed tail.
The Hamatula seizes the hobgoblin by the back of the neck, claws digging into him. She drags him into an embrace, her fur standing on end and forming into dozens of barbed spines that impale him. He opens his mouth to scream, but her tail stabs through his heart, and it becomes nothing more than a death rattle. Bast lays him to the side and shuts the door. She turns to Jort and raises a finger to her lips in a shh gesture, before reverting back to just a remarkably grumpy looking tabby cat.
Julian pulls himself out of the water shortly after and pets Bast. Jort stares at him with a certain degree of wide-eyed horror.
”What? I told you she wasn’t a cat.” Julian responds calmly.
Jort decides to avoid mentioning exactly how the acolyte died as the more heavily armored paladins get their armor back on. Despite being invisible, the dripping is still rather noticeable, so he just decides to drop it. He and Julian share a look that says they want to make a dirty joke at Sen’s expense, but they also want to live to see tomorrow.
”Right, so we’re in. What next?” Peregrin asks.
”Find their leader, cut off the head of the serpent. Without command and control we can move though the area and just pick them off one by one.”
”Or alternatively we find a chokepoint and just let them grind themselves into paste on us like with the last few fortresses we’ve been in.” Senket jokes.
”True, but that’s not exactly the easiest way we’ve dealt with overwhelming odds, and I’d like to keep my chest intact for once.” Peregrin mentions, making light of his previous injuries.
”Agreed. We don’t have any other resurrection scrolls just lying around. We need to be even more careful.” Yndri confirms.
”Right then. Time for something a bit more subtle.”
Considering their dripping and footprints would leave an invisibility spell fairly useless, the party decides to move as one. They poke their heads out of the cistern into the bottom level of the fortress. They move quietly, Jort checking corners, Yndri watching their back. On at least two occasions they duck into a side cupboard as another acolyte approaches, a rather uncomfortable position needless to say.
However, it pays off, as they make it to a staircase undetected. Traveling up it, they’re surprised to find it only goes up one floor. Poking their heads out, they find the upper floor is entirely different to the basement. Where the basement was rough hewn stone bricks, the main floor is magnificent marble, with purple rugs and mahogany furniture.
”What in the nine hells? Is this a monastery or a palace?” Peregrin remarks at the unexpected luxury.
”Maybe both? We’ll figure it out after we paint its walls in blood.” Yndri remarks.
”I know we’re planning on killing more or less everyone in here but did we really need to go to painting the walls in blood?” Peregrin asks.
”Aye, this is marble, nae need tae ruin a good building. An’ purple rugs are bloody expensive.”
”We have slightly bigger concerns than bloodstains to deal with.” Jort comments. “And I doubt they’ll be half as concerned.”
The party continues its stealth until they find themselves in a spacious room with walls lined with books. Kazador bars the door as the rest of the party looks around.
”A library? Expensive furniture? Marble columns and walls? What the hells is this place?” Senket asks.
”It looks to me like an imperial palace, at least according to the stories I heard growing up.” Jort notes.
”Impossible, the last hobgoblin empires were wiped out five centuries ago.” Yndri comments.
”Maybe the empires were, but clearly not all their architecture. This far north, in an isolated and hidden position? It’s not impossible that we might have found the remnants of one.” Peregrin comments.
”It makes sense. I had always wondered what had happened to San Jonas’s palace. I had assumed it was destroyed when the humans took it off us all those years ago, but we never even found ruins.” Jort comments. “If it wasn’t actually in the capital, that would explain it.”
”So, what, we’ve found an emperor we need to kill?” Senket comments. “I guess we can add regicide to our list of accomplishments.”
”I doubt it, the imperial line was wiped out.” Jort comments.
”Maybe not.” Julian says, pouring over a book. “This appears to be some form of registry of bloodlines, though I can’t actually read goblin.”
”Give it here and get that comprehension spell of yours going. I want to know what’s going on here.” Jort says, taking the book. “No, this isn’t an imperial bloodline registry, it looks more like logs from a census. Nobody in here has imperial titles. If anything, these are just ordinary citizens.”
”So, we found the census books? Not exactly the most groundbreaking thing to have a library for.” Peregrin comments. “I was expecting something a bit more exciting.”
”I’m not even sure this is a census though.” Jort says, his brow furrowed as he reads further. “It’s got references to other files, and then a bunch of abbreviations. STR, DEX, CON, I’m afraid this is meaningless to me.”
”Check the reference then.” Kazador suggests, looking strangely at Julian who is busy swallowing a live minnow.
”It’s magic, it’s weird okay.” The Aasimar remarks before choking down the fish. “What’s the reference Jort?”
Jort tells him and the Aasimar walks over to select the book. He pulls it down and turns to the page. “Testing scores, height and weight, physical characteristics, marriage and children, notable attributes…” He mutters, still confused, and then he turns to the other pages. More and more sheets, the entire book is filled with these strange reports on hobgoblin’s physical and mental abilities. “What in the nine hells…” He mutters.
”What in the world would they need all of this data for?” Yndri ponders. “I can understand having a census, but this doesn’t make any sense.”
”Aye, its more like they’re cataloguing cattle rather than folk.” Kazador mentions, and Julian goes very pale.
”Jort, that register has a list of children and their spouse, correct?” He asks quietly.
”Yeah, what’s up?” Jort asks.
Julian walks the walls, observing the titles of the books, the dates and population segments monitored. He takes a succession of books, each around twenty years apart, and lays them out on a desk. He flicks through them feverishly, cross referencing between them, seemingly oblivious to the outside world.
”Similar traits replicating, directed marriages between significant traits, generalized amplification of certain expressions.” He mutters. “Mages. Check the mages.” He says before sprinting back across the room and seizing the most recent books within the magic users’ section. Even these relatively recent works are almost four hundred years old.
”Jort, see if you can find anything more up to date, that’s where we’ll find the imperial line. Go!” He commands. His face is extremely concerned, as though he suspects that there is something terribly wrong and he really hopes he’s wrong.
”So, are you going to tell us what’s up with this besides just being weird or are you going to keep waiting for us to stand in awe of how much smarter you are?” Senket says, unamused.
”You know what Kaz said about cattle right? You know how you breed livestock?” Julian explains.
”You keep a small population of the best and fittest males and females and have them breed more.” Peregrin says. “Wait, you’re not saying that they tried to do that with people?”
”Not exactly that, but yes. Though, as I suspected, they did do more or less exactly that with their magic users. They must have wanted to inflate the numbers they had.” Julian remarks, looking over the walls of text. “Most of the time though, it was just directed marriages, controlled bloodlines to breed a better hobgoblin.”
”By the gods…” Senket curses. “That’s insane.”
”Not as insane as the population must have gone.” Julian says with a bitter laugh. “Mad king syndrome, the product of inbreeding, replicated across an entire population. It wouldn’t have been all at once, except maybe with the mages, but with as much data, as many years as this must have gone on…”
”It was a society wide eugenics program, and it blew up in their faces. Even with a substantial influx of outside blood, it would take generations to undo the damage done. Generations when they’d be weak, easy prey for outside attackers. The last logs here are from just before humans took San Jonas, that seems about right.” Julian says, holding his face in his gauntlet, electricity dancing over his skin between the fingers.
”Well, those weren’t the last of the records.” Jort says, approaching with one, far newer looking tome. “I found the most recent ones on the imperial line, and I think I know why they’re after us.”
He sets down the book with a thud. “They spend all their time and resources on a breeding program that destroyed our people and abandon the rest of us to slavery.” He says with a hiss. His presence makes every hair stand on end, not from fear, but from static. He practically slaps the book open.
”All in vain, thanks to us. Congrats, we actually did wipe out an imperial line.”
The last line in the pages lists the last heir of what had once been an imperial dynasty. Cluny, Legate of the 13th Legion.
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2019.01.12 21:32 LordIlthari PalaDM Part 16: Heartfire Abbey

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Be Me
Be not me, Kazador the Just, Peregrin the Wise, Yndri the Kind, Julian the Cunning, Senket the Indomitable, and Jort the Rebuker, or so the bards shall call them in ages yet to come.
Tonight they have won a great victory and taken Bloodstone Abbey, breaking the legion of Cluny and slaying the champion of Maglubiyet. Though perhaps the greatest conquest is that of the hearts of the goblin singulares, as the wretched folk have begun to turn from wickedness (and yes, I can hear Julian’s snickering at that statement as well).
As the exhausted and bloodied band of crusaders flops down in the nearest beds they can find, occupied by a giant warming pad called Kazador or otherwise, they are swiftly claimed by the quiet net of sleep.
This night, they all dream, and all dream the same dream.
Again they stand outside, but this time atop the walls of the abbey, now blazing with fire like the light of the sun, but the fire does not burn them. From atop the walls they look out into endless and dark night, dark without stars or moon to light it. In the forest past the edge of the fire’s light they all see clearly the writhing, strangling infection. All now see the dark vines, even Julian, pulsing with ebon ichor upon the land, upon the trees. Yndri can see a stag running in the night, agile even through no less tangled than the flora in the creeping curse. Then, they sense a presence besides them.
Senket sees the Tiefling from before besides her, and he turns to the abbey and raises a bright finger at it. “Seek us. Seek that which has fallen. Seek the story unforgotten. Heir of Flame, take up our sword once more.” He commands.
Kazador looks to the west and sees a stone dragon lying broken on the shore, barnacles upon its tail and a wonderous axe within its chest, forged of Mithril and inlaid with pearls. Fire burns so very dimly around the wound, and he hears many voices, male and female, but all speaking dwarvish. “Lord of Stone, avenge what was lost.”
Yndri looks to the north and to the east, and sees trees hung in spiderwebs, in the center of the glade is a crumbling marble statue of an elven woman, who reaches out for her. Her arm falls off as she reaches for Yndri, and she calls to her “Wandering Wind, let the gates be opened once more.” As she watches shadow spreads across the statue, marble regressing to insidious obsidian, save the hair. Two pairs of amethyst eyes stare into one another, as the statue speaks words in a language Yndri does not know, but still she understands the pleading, as for a mother for her estranged daughter to return. Before any more words can come, silver spiderwebs crack across the statue and strangle it to dust.
Peregrin looks into the dark and sees many tiny lights, like fireflies in tar, scattered out across it. In the north and east he sees a great many in a cage of ice. “Sword of Water.” The voice of a halfling woman commands him “Bring me back my children.”
Julian looks into the dark and hears no voices, sees no visions at first, until he feels himself drawn far from the walls into the north, to where the old road and the mighty river meet in the ruins of a once great city. “Godless and without inheritance. Son of heaven scorned for the mother’s sins.” A woman’s voice, great and terrible, rings about him. “What shall you fight for here? You have no gods to fight for and will find no gods here.” It warns, but the paladin does not quail.
”No, you have no time for the dalliances of divinity, do you?” she asks with a chuckle, knowing the answer. “Seek me if you dare, where chaos fears to tread.” She challenges him, as the black vines burn with the sulfuric smell of brimstone.
The party awakens and Kazador pushes off the several halflings who decided the warm dragonborn was a good place to sleep, rumbling and grumbling with enough ornery morning grumpiness to rival War Pig.
”Ah’m gonna have tae tell Peregrin tae ware his folk against usin me as a pillow.” He grumbles as he pulls on his armor and belts on his axes.
”Kaz, you are the first man I have ever known to complain about having too many companions in bed.” Senket remarks dryly as she pulls on her tunic and dons her armor. The dragonborn turns slightly more red than usual.
”Speaking of the little fellow, where is Peregrin?” Julian asks as he walks out of the privy, still wearing his helmet out of habit.
Yndri walks in, fully dressed and ready to go. “Julian, do you really need the helmet?” She asks. “Strange habits aside, Peregrin sent me to come and get you. Breakfast is ready.”
Julian takes off the helmet and puts it by his bunk. Fully aware of the stares the halflings are giving him, he pulls out his spellbook. “I’ll be down in a few minutes.” He says slightly self-consciously.
”Fine, more scoff fer me.” Kazador rumbles as he heads out.
As Julian studies his spellbook. He is surprised to find that there is a new page in the book, not simply leafed in, but completely new, as though it had been made with it. The paper is of high quality, and furthermore the spell is not written in his draconic or the infernal his mother used, but in a fine hand of Celestial runes.
He frowns as he considers this, and quickly identifies the spell as one to call forth a familiar…
Down in the kitchen, Peregrin has been up for a while alongside Yndri, putting the abbey’s food stores to good use. A wide collection of grains, flours, and premade loaves makes life far easier, and furthermore the abbey posses many looted spices and sugar.
Best of all though is when he discovers a coop of irritable but bountiful hens, and furthermore a small hoard of eggs.
With this bounty, the paladins, halflings, and goblins are treated to their first hot breakfast in quite some time, of hot steaming bowls of porridge, scrambled eggs, and toast. Simple, but exceedingly satisfying.
Kazador examines the workmanship on the bowls and spoons. They are all identical, indicating that they were either created using magic, or perhaps a gnomish invention such as an auto-forge. They are simple, but all of rather high quality, clearly not goblin make, and thus were either stolen or perhaps simply were used by the abbey’s original inhabitants.
As they eat, Peregrin and Yndri join the pair in the scoff. “You know, we still need to find this place’s name.” Yndri says between bites. “I say we wander about and see if we can’t find any old records of it.”
”Julian, Peregrin, you two are the most well read and well-traveled among us, have you ever heard of this place?” Senket probes the more intellectual pair.
”My studies were mostly large scale history and the arcane. I’m afraid I’ve heard no mention of this place’s name in my books. The summer lands have been abandoned for a century or so, and it wasn’t exactly a densely populated area even at the best of times, so its “history” seems all too much tied up in legends and myths rather than solid facts.” Julian says, sounding slightly disappointed.
”I’ve heard stories that supposedly came out of here.” Peregrin said. “And heard a few more from my kin here. However, it’s sort of garbled. Either there’s been a whole lot of times where this place has been invaded and a hero rises to deal with the problem, or it happened once and everyone keeps switching around who the hero was and what the problem was.” He says with a bit of a shrug.
”It’s probably a bit of both if I’ve had to guess, my folk will tell a story a thousand times and never the same way twice depending on what we want to get across as a point. I get the feeling that we’re going to be part of one of those stories again.”
”We are nae allowin a bard to come an’ follow us around gettin intae trouble. Nae way. Ah am nae keepin me eye on some frilly lute lover.” Kazador rumbles aggressively.
”Don’t you dwarves have a long history of using songs to keep pace when you mine and march?” Yndri questions.
”Aye, we chant the old histories and remember the old grudges. It’s nae bard-song though, we tell it like it happened, nae frilly turns o’ phrase or unnecessary elven maids tae rescue an’ bed. Our women can deal fer themselves.” He grumbles.
”I’m afraid we probably are going to wind up in a story one way or another, a whole bunch of paladins on a merry crusade to retake lost lands? It’s practically storybook.” Peregrin chuckles.
”Hm, sort of like that epic about the lizardfolk, Rising Dawn was it?” Julian considers. “Strange habit bards have of slapping names on parties. And why are they always called parties to begin with?”
”Tradition, I suppose.” Senket mutters into her coffee. “I suppose they’ll slap one on us as well. Probably something silly like the Stardust Crusaders or something.”
”I think that’s already a thing, a bunch of monks if I recall correctly.” Yndri points out. “I suppose if we want to avoid something silly we might as well come up with something of our own.”
”Bah.” Kazador says as he wipes his mouth and picks up his dishes. “We’ll work it out when we’ve got time. Let’s get this bloody place cleaned out first then deal with this wee bit o’ nonsense.”
With the name discussion left behind (at least in character) for the moment, the party splits off and begins to wander the abbey in search of any clues as to its history and identity.
Senket heads to the walls and the gatehouse, finding the place where she stood in the dream. Scouring the top of the wall, she does find something unusual. Covered by a layer of sandy dust, she brushes clear a section just where the Teifling was standing to find a small brooch in the shape of a sun, carved from what looks like silver, set into the stone. With a small bit of effort she manages to pry it free from its engraving to examine it more closely, and realizes that it is in fact a medallion.
The medallion is far too sturdy to simply be made of silver, but it lacks any hum of magic about it. No words are carved on front or back to identify the owner, but it was very clearly placed in this stone and hidden by dust for a purpose.
Peregrin heads outside and wanders through the orchard, between the thick glades of apple trees, ripe with fruit. He sees a clear progression of ages, indicating that each tree was planted several years apart. He follows this to the youngest tree, which even still is a rather old fellow, though nothing before the ancient and massive sort at the other end.
He searches around the tree, trying to find out why they were planted at such seemingly random intervals, hopping to find some hint, until his bare foot steps on something cold at the base of the youngest tree, and he turns to investigate.
Brushing aside the dust, he gasps as he finds that what he stepped on was a plaque set into a small stone at the base of the tree. It reads, in common and a language he doesn’t recognize. “Abbot Thibb, A good and generous man even in the harshest time. Claimed by the great plague, he provides even in death. Rest in peace.”
Peregrin rushes to the next tree, and finds a similar plaque, the resting place of an abbess. He rushes to another, and then another. He swiftly realizes that this orchard is not merely a supply of food inside the walls but is in fact the final resting place for the leaders of the abbey, each abbot and abbess lying peacefully beneath a fruit tree, their body providing nourishment for a new life that shall in turn nourish others.
Kazador heads down, following a staircase from the great hall into the comfortable underground. Inside, he finds a long table covered in reports with thirteen chairs. The paper and quills still lying there seem to be various reports, and it seems this room was where the legate held conferences. The entire room is made of the same warm sandstone as the walls and main building but is generally comfortable and cozy.
On the far side of the room is another door, and next to it a grand tapestry that covers the entire wall. It is a massive cloth edifice showing Maglubiyet’s conquest of the other goblin gods and the beginning of his great war with the orc gods upon Acheron.
Kazador is obviously displeased at the existence of such a tapestry and walks over to it. After confirming that there is nothing else flammable nearby, he sucks in a breath and bathes the remarkable piece of pagan artwork in fire. He smiles slightly smugly to himself, thinking that if they wanted to keep their art they should have made it a bit more permanent.
He turns to investigate the other door, when, out of the corner of his eye he sees the flaming tapestry was in fact hiding something. He turns and chuckles slightly, as it seems the original designers of the abbey had the same ideas on art as him.
Hidden behind the tapestry, which was presumably hung to hide this, is a massive stone carving into the wall itself. This is clearly dwarven work, as only they could paint such a picture in solid sandstone. The carving depicts the building of the abbey, by dwarves and humans working together, under the watchful eyes of a stout looking dwarf lord and a human wearing a mighty sword. As the scene progresses, the human and the dwarf defend the abbey from a horde of various monstrous races. Goblins, Orcs, Gnolls, and creatures more obscure and profane that Kazador cannot recognize rush in a great swarm against the pair, only to be flanked by an elf from the woods and a halfling riding on the river.
At the far end is the most recent work, looking to be perhaps two hundred years younger than the original piece, showing the human from before, standing with sword in hand in front of a multitude of different humanoids of all races, all standing behind with the same sword in their hands and the same determined stare in their eyes.
It is a truly beautiful piece, although it does contain an imperfection, one only a dwarf or one raised by them might notice. In the final panel, the first hero’s sword is missing the center of its crossguard. Examining the sword’s depiction with the other heroes, the crossguard would appear to have a small symbol of the god Pelor for its center.
Kazador smells a hidden door, and to confirm his suspicions, he quickly departs, moving to go find the one other party member with the senses to detect it.
Yndri is exploring the main building, finding mostly dormitories and other such rooms, but she is pleasantly surprised to find a large suite of rooms that would appear to be a hospital. These rooms are immaculately clean, even by the hobgoblin’s own obsessive standards. The beds are laid with fresh linens and it is light and airy with several large windows.
Further examination discovers what looks to be an alchemy lab, with a small stock of potions, names labeled in goblin. Since she cannot read them, she leaves them be until she can find Peregrin or Jort. In the next room over is a single bed with straps to bind the occupant down. Many cruel looking sharp implements hang on the walls. It is uncertain whether this is a torture chamber or an operating room. However, considering it was run by hobgoblins, probably both.
She turns form the room, which even when cleaned still stinks of blood when she hears Kazador calling for her and heads over to him. After the situation is explained, she heads down to the carven hall and examines it. After several long minutes of study, she confirms his suspicions. There is indeed a cleverly hidden secret door here.
Julian follows Jort, while also looking like he’s conducting his own search. Despite the young paladin’s aid in defeating Cluny, he is still somewhat suspicious of the treacherous blue-nose. Eventually the pair arrive at the Legate’s suite and begin to search through it, finding mostly situation reports.
In searching his bedroom, they find the leader’s war chest, a large padlocked and sturdy oaken box. A solid strike from the Aassimar opens it, revealing a substantial amount of gold, silver, and copper, as well as several precious stones and golden images. It’s probably enough wealth to purchase half a small village, but Julian is somewhat unconcerned with it, what are they going to spend it on?
Despite this, they leave it alone for now, and continue to search the room. Julian raises an eyebrow when he spots a book poking out from under the pillows of the large bed, and snorts derisively when he discovers it is the rather popular “How to Pick Up Fair Maidens.”
He considers just tossing it back down on the bed, but instead, after making sure Jort isn’t looking, slips it inside his bag for later reading. Books are books after all, and he’s needed something new to read for some time.
He is then incredibly pleased when the next room they search is filled to the absolute brim with books and scrolls. Jort is certain this is the happiest he’s ever seen the Aasimar as he carefully begins to look through. Julian’s grin grows even wider when he realizes what they’ve just stumbled across.
Volumes upon volumes of recordings, mostly in the form of clearly dated journals from the abbey recorders across history. The newer books are in common, but as he also scans several of the older ones, other languages appear. It seems Celestial was popular at the beginning of the abbey, several are written entirely in dwarvish, and an entire tome, larger than all the rest, is written entirely in draconic by what looks suspiciously more like a claw dipped in ink than a quill.
As he digs in with sheer glee, Julian at last discovers the true name of the abbey in the recordings of one Methuselah; “7.16.[illegible], Little has occurred of note this day, save that I have discovered the etemology behind our fair Heartfire’s name. It seems that there is indeed magic [illegible] as I discovered in an ancient, almost crumbling letter from our founder [Illegible] to lord [dwarven runes, mostly illegible]. “This place shall have the warmth of the kindly sun in it, a [faded and illegible] goodly people I build it for, for this age and the ages yet to come.” So, that is why it is Heart-fire and not Hearthfire. I am very pleased to have discovered this, though I fear the paper shall soon become entirely destroyed by age.”
”Heartfire then.” Julian muses as he looks at the old book, it itself now almost as ruined by the wastes of time as that letter the author found. “Fate smirks at least.” He mutters as he puts it down. There is too much here for him to throw himself into for the moment, so he selects the youngest of the books and heads to find the others.
As noontime rises, the group re-assembles in the hall for a meal and begins to discuss their findings. At Kazador and Yndri’s report, Senket’s eyebrows jump.
”Would this perhaps be what was missing?” She says, producing the medallion. Kazador examines it, and his eyes go wide. “By the maker’s beard.” He invokes. “This is Mithril.” He says as he examines the small medallion carefully, seeming unable or unwilling to let it go.
The Paladins look at one another excitedly. They all know the incredible value of that particular metal, and while they are not greedy, the existence of such a token indicates that this was once an incredibly prosperous place.
”More dwarf work tae boot. Ah keep findin signs o’ me kin but nae a place where they’d call home.” The dragonborn says, actually sounding worried for the first time.
”Still, that’s definitely the key.” Yndri agrees as she looks at the craftsmanship.
”But the key to what I wonder?” Peregrin says, his natural curiosity piqued. “Underground and hidden behind a secret door, whatever it was they really didn’t want it distrurbed.”
”Considering I found it where the ghost was, maybe it’s his tomb.” Senket offers.
”I’m not sure, I found where they buried all their abbots, why would they go through so much trouble to hide anyone else? Unless there was some kind of super-abbot.” Peregrin says, trying to consider what a super-abbot would do with his time.
“Whatever it is, it should prove useful, though I think I may have found the most valuable point of all.” Julian says proudly as he produces his book (the history one, not the dating one). “There’s maybe a score or two more of these, the whole history of the abbey once I get time to go through it.”
Kazador rumbles something under his breath about the inferiority of paper to stone but Julian ignores him and opens the book. “Now, let’s see what happened here.” He muses as he begins to flick through the pages until he finds where they stop and the book goes blank, and then turns back several pages and his eyes flick across the paper.
He reads through the last days of the abbey quickly, flicking the pages over seemingly every minute, totally oblivious to the outside world, even when Senket places an empty mug on his head to test, he still doesn’t notice.
”I’ve seen men look at their gods and at their wives with less love than that.” Peregrin whistles, honestly impressed by the scholarly warrior’s focus.
As Julian reads, his face grows sourer and darker as he comes to the end and sighs, face grave. “It seems the inhabitants of this place were wiped out by a plague.” He says, though his eyes say that what he read there was far more than that. “It struck the land without warning, wiping out almost all major settlements, spreading like wildfire through anything larger than a halfling village. The people here took in the sick, tried to help them. All they did was let the sickness in.”
The account had been harrowing, the recorder steadily growing more and more frantic as more and more died, and then as he had felt the symptoms take hold. It seemed he had tried to keep writing, but collapsed, as the last page had nothing but gibberish, ending with a letter that collapsed into a long scrawl across the page.
”It gets worse.” He says, deciding to reveal this last horror. “The symptoms were this. Their bodies wasted away, like the life was drunk out of them. Their blood turned black and their veins thickened, until they were, and I quote:
”Like vines.”
A chill runs down the parties spine as they remember that creeping curse in the dark, and their vision of the strangled land beneath the coils of endless black vines, pulsing darkly like blood vessels.
”None of us are sick though, and neither were the goblins or the halflings.” Senket raises.
”We can’t get sick.” Peregrin reminds her. “And the halflings and goblins are probably the descendants of survivors who developed an immunity.”
”The colonists won’t have that though. Weren’t they sick when we left?” Yndri realizes, and the party begins to understand why every colonization effort before has failed.
”Damn!” Kazador curses, blowing smoke from his nostrils. “Julian, that book, did they ken even the beginin’s of a cure?” He demands.
”Not even close, they sent out people searching but those never came back.” Julian says grimly. “We’re on our own.”
”No, we’re not.” Senket says. “The ghosts, the visions. We all saw our own didn’t we?” The party nods. “They must have found something, and now it’s up to us to follow through. This is our quest, to finish the job and save this land. We shall not fail.” She states, her faith becoming ironclad as the pieces fall together.
That same determination spreads across the party as fervor and zealotry banish fear and replace it with the invincible resolve of heroes.
”The ghost bade me to seek where he rests.” Senket says as she stares at the mithril medallion. “I think I might know just where that is.”
Part 17
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2019.01.11 06:45 Turrettin The organ and medieval liturgical dance

From "The Organ in the Medieval Liturgical Service" by Edmund A. Bowles:
Although documents reveal that from the 6th Century onwards the organ was used occasionally in the West, there is no evidence that this early use had any connection with the service proper. What set the stage for the organ's function in the liturgy was the efflorescence of ceremonial in connection with the mass during the late Merovingian era, at which time an organ was received from Constantinople, as well as the conscious renovatio at the court of Charlemagne. Here both ceremonial and iconographical elements in the palatine chapel, including the use of an organ in imperial and religious contexts, were borrowed from the East. Later, the rise of monasticism led to the expansion of ecclesiastical centers as disseminators of culture but the development of focal-points of liturgical chant as well. Indeed, it was at these large establishments that the organ first appeared as an adjunct to this growing pomp: Bobbio, Canterbury, Cluny, Cologne, Fulda, Saint Gall and Reichenau, to mention but a few. It is not surprising that the monks from these centers were among the first organ-builders, and a number of them committed the results of their work to parchment. By the middle of the 9th Century there was a highly developed organ art in southern Germany. Walafrid Strabo gives a rather complete report on contemporary musical practices, and relates that at the Abbey of Reichenau between 816 and 825 the monastic students not only had to be good singers but able to play a musical instrument as well. He goes on to say that many formerly at the abbey performed on the organ alone for the accompaniment of ecclesiastical chant. However, from its historical context this probably meant successive, rather than simultaneous, performance: that is, a prologue, interlude between certain sections of the service, and a postlude. This would buttress the theory that Carolingian practices consisted of the limited participation of the organ during especially festive occasions for the movements of the clergy in, around and out of the church building. Most likely the instrument was reserved for high feast-days and occasions of special pomp.
The works of many writers such as Notker of St. Gall and the monk Bernelinus bear witness to organ-building in 10th Century German cloisters. Important cultural centers such as the complexes of Chartres, Reims, Cluny and Limoges all possessed organs by this time, as did the English abbeys of Abington, Malmesbury and Winchester. Whether or not the organ was used liturgically to accompany the various mass sections at this early date is open to question. A 10th Century poem describing the organ at Winchester and its mechanism makes no mention of its use in the service proper. In 950 the organ in the cathedral at Cologne was played for the installation of Archbishop Bruno, brother of Emperor Otto I. However, in Italy a certain Guglielmo donated an organ to the basilica of San Salvatore at Turin so that singers at Easter and other holidays could sing de organo cum pueris [over the organ with boys]. A few Spanish churches had organs by this time, too, but their use is difficult to determine. It is significant that these sources mention the organ only in connection with special occasions, monastic instruction or gifts to the cloister. Even at this early date it was the only instrument acceptable to the church for use within its hallowed walls.
It is very possible that quite apart from its extra-liturgical use the organ was first employed in tropes and sequences. The Carolingian reform more or less fixed the liturgy, and no new additions were permitted except as required by new feast-days. Creative efforts were thus circumscribed, and a new avenue of expression presented itself in the forms of these insertions or embellishments to the chant proper. An optional addition to the liturgy, the sequence was an extended melisma sung to the word « Alleluia » . Tropes were additions of both text and music to the mass. A majority of them seem to have been composed for high festivals of the liturgical year, specifically for insertion into Introits, Offertory verses, Kyries, Gradual responses, the Sanctus and Agnus Dei.
The development of monasticism and growth of cloisters saw the use of special pomp on ceremonial occasions. Newly composed pieces such as tropes and sequences served both to introduce liturgical action and extend processional music. Considering their importance and function of adding color and ceremony to liturgical observances, organ accompaniment of these interpolations is likely, thereby enriching the basic syllabic melody, and perhaps including solo ornamentation as well. This basic rhythmic quality – a characteristic often observed in the texts themselves – was particularly suited to instrumental participation.
Specific evidence is found in an 11th Century manuscript from Douai containing a sequence along with the notation cum organa. A contemporary report from Auxerre mentions that the sequence Victimae paschali laudes was performed by the organ as the clerics danced. Thus, the most likely conclusion is that the organ stepped into the liturgy along with the development of tropes and sequences, which evolved as an outgrowth of creative conditions along with the extra-liturgical ceremonial use of the organ. The two joined hands as it were to form the basis for later important developments.
The organ gained admission gradually church by church, its use restricted to high feast-days and to certain mass texts. Around 1100 Abbot Gerbert of Bobbio gave an organ to the cloister of Aurillac for its liturgical observances. In 1018 the Cathedral of Halberstadt had an organ, according to Praetorius. A remark in the cloister chronicle of St. Florent in Samur (1055) may also refer to the organ’s use (organalis musica). In 1092 the monastery of La Cava at Salerno resounded to a new organ in summa festivitate. Already Presbyter Theophilus had written that practice had established the use of the organ in the liturgy. Honorius of Autun was quite specific in mentioning the organ alone as the instrument used to praise God. ...
Likewise, Honorius of Canterbury wrote that God was served by instruments such as the organ, small hand bells and church bells. However, that the organ's role was occasional may be seen in the statement of Archbishop Baldric of Dôle to the effect that the presence of an organ at the Abbey Church at Fecamp was something rare (1107). He notes that it was used « at certain times » for the praise of God, adding that « organa illud vocabant, certisque temporibus excitibant [sic]. Non tamen in ora quia sunt multi qui tale quid in suis non habentes Ecclesiis... » .
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2018.01.21 16:35 Trizienne [W2C] Louis Vuitton Cluny MM Monogram

Hello! I am new to this forum and I was wondering who would you recommend buying a LV Cluny MM monogram from? I have asked some of the Sellers but I saw some of the photos that all of them cannot get the date stamp right. I know I am buying a replica and it will not be 100% like the authentic but perhaps you know a seller who can source a really good copy.
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2017.06.22 13:00 A35821361 June 22. On this date in 1923, a letter by Shoghi Effendi described pioneers as "pure souls," "stars," "chosen people," and "are weeping their lives away in order to give light to the world and establish the purpose of their Lord and Saviour, which purpose is the salvation of mankind."

June 22. On this date in 1923, a letter addressed on behalf of Shoghi Effendi by `Azizu'lláh S. Bahádur to a Bahá'í in New Zealand describes pioneers as "pure souls," "stars," "chosen people," and "like candles which, through their sacrificial efforts, are weeping their lives away in order to give light to the world and establish the purpose of their Lord and Saviour, which purpose is the salvation of mankind."
22 June 1923
Miss. Margaret B. Stevenson, Clunie, Cowie Road, Parnell, Auckland, New Zealand
My dear Bahá'í sister,
Your beautiful letter of April 3rd written to the beloved Guardian of the Cause of God, our dear Shoghi Effendi was received. He was much impressed and charmed with the spirit of your letter which indicated deep devotion to and absolute dependence on the Holy Spirit of the beloved Master, `Abdu'l-Bahá.
He instructed me with a heart overflowing with love to answer your letter, conveying to you his high estimation for the beauty of the faith of the New Zealand friends and deep appreciation towards the splendid services of our dear Mr. and Mrs. Dunn who are so wonderfully blessed and assisted by the power of the Holy Ghost. He loves you all and prays for your happiness and spiritual growth.
It is true that your group is now still small, but he assures you that your group will before long grow larger and larger day by day. It has been always the case with the growth of every religion. Some pure soul or souls go to some land and sow the seeds of the heavenly teachings in the hearts of few who are most pure and so most receptive. The seeds will germinate and grow in them. The fruits of those seeds appear in the regeneration of the lives of those primary adherents. These primary adherents share the bounties they have received with other souls who through them obtain new life and light and in turn illumine other people.
The primary adherents are the stars of great magnitude in every land in the firmament of the Kingdom of God. They are the chosen people. They are like candles which, through their sacrificial efforts, are weeping their lives away in order to give light to the world and establish the purpose of their Lord and Saviour, which purpose is the salvation of mankind. Reflect upon the time of that great Saviour of mankind, His Holiness Jesus Christ! See how small the group of His disciples was! No matter how few the number of the disciples was, yet they through His power illumined the world. Our Era is similar to that, but through the development of humanity it is greater and through the evils of the material civilization and negligence of mankind our sacrifices must be greater. Divine light must make itself manifest in our daily life deeds.
In the early days of the appearance of our Saviour virtue was to save ourselves. When we are once established in our faith, then virtue is to save others. The three mottoes of education hold true in our case too.
First grow, then become and then contribute. We have developed; we have established ourselves; and now it is time to contribute to others. We have inexhaustible capital. The candles of our spiritual lives constantly weep away their lives in shedding light to the world, but they never become exhausted. For there is connection between our lives and that of Bahá'u'lláh and our beloved `Abdu'l-Bahá.
It cannot be described how much we long to see our dear New Zealand brethren and sisters. We hope the day will come when they can come to us and we to them. Meanwhile, we are praying at the Holy Threshold of our beloved Master for your success and happiness. We hope you will pray for us too. The effect of the prayers of the pure hearts is tremendously great.
Our dear Shoghi Effendi wants you not to look at your own capacity, but at the power of the Holy Ghost of God. He sends you all his loving greeting and tender affection.
With warm wishes and Bahá'í love I remain,
Your humble brother in His love, `Azizu'lláh S. Bahádur.
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2015.11.05 22:14 tabledresser [Table] IAmA: I am Mary McDonnell, star of TNT’s Major Crimes, along with show creator James Duff. AMA!

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Aside from Andy’s surgery, can you give us more insights on what will happen in the thanksgiving episode? James: I think there's a road rage incident that tests Sharon's ability to see past the surface and understand the darker motives of the human heart. And consider all the things that could be said that are not said. And how that impacts her final scene with Andy in that episode.
Mary: Well you know it's the tricky part for me is that I can never remember the episode until someone stimulates it like you've just done! I do remember that final scene and I do remember Sharon having that very human dilemma of not being able to complete something in the way she would like it to have been completed. It's an imperfect world is what I remember feeling at the end of that episode.
James: The accident Flynn has thrusts Sharon and Andy into a closer proximity faster than they were prepared to be put there. And Sharon is trying to manage that by doing right by Andy and keeping the relationship on a steady pace and it's a lot. To keep your heart and keep your distance at the same time is very complicated.
Mary: You read something that James wrote and I'll often have the questions, "What is Sharon thinking? Should I call James and have him tell me?" James always knows if you ask him, but the more you trust the writing, the dramatization, it's set up beautifully.
Often when the scene is over I go, "OH, that's what this is about!"
James - With Rusty's transfer to UCLA coming up. Could this be an opportunity to look at a possible move into a dorm for him? I love this character - and I would love to see what being on his own, with all that Sharon (and the others) have taught him would look like. Will we get to see how he takes those lessons and applies them as he steps into adulthood? James: Sharon and Rusty are not going to stop living together. It's very expensive to live in a dorm. I know because I paid for someone to live in a dorm at UCLA just last year. So, the benefits of living at home and going to college are too enormous to overlook.
However, you are going to see Rusty growing into adult relationships. And Sharon is going to be an ongoing part of his maturation process.
Mary: I love the compatibility of young adults with parental figures and there's a whole new energy that could emerge in those years. You end up experiencing each other side by side instead of in a meshed independent way. I am looking forward to understanding Rusty as an adult from more of a distance than Sharon has been able to view him. They're very compatible, Sharon and Rusty.
To Mary: What's the most important lesson that you learned from Sharon Raydor? Mary: She's taught me an awful lot. But, she's required me to kind of bump up against the part of Mary that gets explored through Sharon - she has a hard time letting go and sort of letting change occur. She's taught me a lot about trusting forward movement and letting go of things that seem unsafe.
James: I think that's exactly right because in her old job, Sharon has responsibilities that required her to order people around in a 'I don't care what you think about it way.' Her new job is more of a listening role. She's there to assemble the information and create a strategy.
Fortunately she developed a very thick skin.
Hi James - I was wondering if the experience you've had with the fans has changed between The Closer and Major Crimes, and in what ways? James: The fans of Major Crimes are much closer to the show and much closer to us and much more involved in an immersive way than they were with The Closer. People have embraced the entirety of the show and that has made a huge difference in my own personal relationship with viewers. And Mary has such a centered view of where she stands inside all this that I feel like she offers the audience the kind of stability they wish they had in life. And that center I think has become a gravitational force for our show.
Mary: It's really great going from the villain to the hero! People now like to see me :-).
Why does Rusty seem so hesitant when it comes to Sharon and Andy’s relationship ? He seemed quite supportive of them last winter, and it’s obvious that Andy isn’t like the other guys his biological mother dated. James: I would say that the pattern in which Rusty grew up included violence and abuse whenever another adult male was entered into his domestic situation. And the pattern creates issues. The pattern supersedes our intelligent observations because it's not connected to the thinking part of the brain and he's reacting to the pattern. He's unconsciously unable not to react to the pattern. This is true in terms of his psychology. It's an instinctive response, not a thoughtful one.
The truth is he does like Andy and he does want Sharon and Andy to be happy, but he has an instinctual issue that he can't quite control.
A question for both of you – Do you think Jack still loves Sharon? Or did his love for her die down many years ago and he's just manipulated her all these years out of need to feed his addictions? James: I think he loved Sharon very much, but didn't know how to handle the responsibilities of a spouse and eventually his faults overwhelmed his virtues in the eyes of his wife.
Mary: My impression of their past is that these people fell very deeply in love. When Jack's addictions became bigger than Jack, the love doesn't die when you're in love with someone who's addicted, you just have to steer yourself out of dealing with it because you're risking your life. You're risking your soul.
James: And there couldn't be so much anger if there wasn't a lot of love.
Question for both of you: Can you tell us some more info about the five-parter without giving away too much? Totally excited about this :D James: A new crime involving heroin, other drugs, gangs, the lower response time to live fire incidents, and a missing Uzi link Major Crimes back to a series of murders from 12 years ago involving the death of a LAPD officer that was never solved. Rushing to make an arrest before a gang war can start, Sharon confronts the most complicated case of her career.
Finding out you have five more episodes before breaking, there was a mixture of cheers and tears in the writers room because we were all getting ready to take some time off!
Mary, You've been so kind and generous with fans lately and for that I want to thank you. What is your favorite part of interacting with us? Mary: I think my favorite part of interacting with the fans is that I learn a lot about how our show is doing, but also I learn about what the fans are interested in and it's kind of given me an insight that puts all the work into a different point of view.
Prior to these years, the last thing you ever did was communicate with fans. We were kept in a bubble.
I feel more interested in the relevance of the material that we are doing. You get instant feedback on it. I find it fun and stimulating.
Thank you, Ilona - we love you!
Hi Mary! What is your favorite play that you have performed in? Mary: I just absolutely adored an experience I had recently doing Chekhov's The Cherry Orchard.
I think out of all the plays I have done... I was in a production of a Midsummer Night's Dream, directed by David Chambers. There was a pool on stage and when the lovers were chasing each other through the forest, people were diving into the pool and disappearing. It was a highlight of my theatrical career!
Happy Guy Fawkes from London! My question is for both of you; what are your favourite art galleries and / or museums in the USA or around the world? James: I love the Louvre, the Metropolitan in NY and the Getty in LA.
Mary: I love the Louvre, I love the Getty and I love the Museum of Natural History in New York.
James: I also love the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam. I love the Picasso museum in Paris.
Mary: The Rodin Museum in Paris.
James: AND the Cloisters in New York. AND Musée de Cluny in Paris.
Unfortunately neither Mary nor James have ever been to Florence :-(.
Is there a legend that either of you would love to work with, that you haven't had the chance to yet? James: I have three names. Matt Damon, who I think is one of the most amazing actors working today. Eddie Redmayne, who is so perfect for so many different things. And Judi Dench. I would like to work with Judi just to meet her. There are so many people though!
Mary: I really want to work with Robert De Niro! I would love to work with his energy before I'm too old to do any of it :-).
Dear Mary and James, do you have any projects you would like to do when you aren't filming Major Crimes? James: Yes, I have a feature film adaptation of a play I would like to do. Not my own play, someone else's play. We're negotiating for the rights to do that right now!
Mary: I am in the process of developing a screenplay with two gentlemen I met through a wonderful film that I am beginning to help with at this point and hoping to produce.
Hi Mary. Is there an adjustment on how you portray sharon raydor now that she is finally in a relationship with andy? :) Mary: The adjustment is simply that she has had to expand the way she thinks about her response to daily life. In other words, before she opened her heart to Andy the job was the job. She has to sort of check herself to stay clear-minded about it. It is an adjustment, indeed. I don't know that she is always aware of it, but I have noticed it.
Dear Mary and James, It seems like a lot of the stories you've both told are those of growing up and coming into one's self. What advice do you have for young people- college age or so- who are still trying to figure that out? James: The two things I would say, as a writer, who worked very hard for a very long time before I got to where I wanted to be is that persistence and discipline are the bulwark of any project and there is no substitute for pursuing your work with industry.
Mary: Lean into things that people tell you are too challenging. If you don't play it safe, you'll find a lot of joy.
To James: Do you have some ritual to turn on your creative process of writting? How do you process all your ideas about the characters? James: I can't wait for my creative juices to start flowing. I write for a living. Inspiration is helpful, but I can't afford to wait for it. For material I usually look for things I don't like about myself, so I never run out of something to write about.
Hi both of you! Thanks for this. Will we see Emily and Ricky Raydor again this season? James: Unfortunately, no because we don't get all the way to Christmas this year on our Fall order. So we will look for them again next season.
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2015.09.27 19:05 FallenIslam 1000 CE Celebration - Wonders of the World Competition

Hello one and all, and welcome to what will hopefully not be the last of many contests we've had in this sub! Some of you may recall the dishes contest we had some time ago, where many of us submitted impressive, delicious sounding (though probably really disgusting) dishes based on the foods we had available to us. Well now, we're pushing the boundaries from mere food, to the greatest thing of all - human pride.
That's right ladies (we have one I think) and gentlemen, this is the contest of World Wonders, the greatest glories built by your nations, your people, everything. There is so much to take into account here, it's almost going to be tedious! Aren't you excited?! So, let's see. When you think of World Wonders, what do you think of? Hagia Sophia? Giza? Maybe the Colosseum? The Mound of Shards? Maybe Cluny Abbey, or Petra? These are all, and many more, amazing. Feats the likes of which the times would forever be renowned for, and for which their creators would be either revered, admired, or endlessly searched for in endless mystery. But what do we think of in this world, this world of now six-thousand years of human effort and work? What has our world culminated in? What are our World Wonders?
First and foremost, we must consider our lands, our realms. So much history inhabits this game, and so much of it has been forgotten. With Lebanon faded into history, we should fear forgetting some of our greatest achievements. All players should consider doing their research into the lands that came before - from the nations of the Covenant to the many powers that have dotted the history of Europe, to the tribes and kingdoms of the American continent, there is a vast and endless history in this game, and it must not be forgotten.
But at the same time, do not fear to make your own glories. The Hagia Sophia was the third of three churches built on its site, and now only it is the glory we consider. The Great Wall as we know it was built under the Ming Dynasty - what was built before it barely rivalled that of Hadrians Wall in most places.
We must consider architecture - what are you capable of? And events - what have you attempted? Off the top of my head, perhaps one of the greatest things in our game is that of the Lilac Necropolis, a large tomb that sits on the East Coast of the North American continent, and is certainly the greatest wonder of the Americas. But, for as beautiful as it is, drdanieldoom has to research some eight plus new technology simply for it, and it took him hundreds of years to complete. It was a feat like no other at the time in the game.
What have you achieved? What has been achieved in the past of your lands? Let us compete, and document (seriously, I'm gonna make a wiki page for the top ten wonders) what will be the Wonders of the World, Ancient, Medieval, and forever!
Submission Format:
Name of Wonder: Hagia Sophia, Great Wall of China, Taj Mahal, etc.
Post of Project Start: Event, Diplomacy, whatever post you used to indicate the beginning of this Wonders existence.
Post of Project End: Feel free to not use this if it was a one-post thing.
Date of Project Start and Finish: In-game dates of when the Wonder first began being built, and when it was completed.
Tech Relevant: All tech you have that is relevant to the construction of this Wonder.
Reason: Why this Wonder was constructed - most have a decent reason for being so... wondrous.
Significance: Sure, it probably had a reason, but is it the same reason it's revered today? Is it revered at all? etc.
Description: Preferably written description of the Wonder.
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2015.08.11 03:32 EchoTheCrat Radical Face Finishing Next Album, Announces Tour Europe Tour Dates In Fall & Plans For US Tour Next Year

Ben from Radical Face recently posted that message on their Facebook page. He states that the album is going to be far more personal and that he should be wrapping up the album in the next two weeks.
The Europe tour dates are shown below:
For all shows with Lord Huron, they will be opening for them. US tour dates are TBA.
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2014.08.21 11:23 Floee Match Thread: NRC Round 1 - Brisbane City v. Sydney Stars [7:30 AEST, 9:30 NZ, 10:30 BST/GMT+1]

Date: 21/08/14 Venue: Ballymore Round: 1 Game: 1 (yay!)
Brisbane City No. Sydney Stars
Pettowa Paraka 1 Jeremy Tilse
Andrew Ready 2 Tom Coolican
Sam Talakai 3 Paddy Ryan
Marco Kotze 4 Andrew Leota
Dave McDuling (c) 5 Ryan Wilson
Adam Korczyk 6 Sam Quinn
Michael Gunn 7 (c) Patrick McCutcheon
Jake Schatz 8 Hugo Dessens
Nick Frisby 9 Jake Gordon
Jake McIntyre 10 Stuart Dunbar
Harry Parker 11 Henry Clunies-Ross
Samu Kerevi 12 Michael Hodge
Toby White 13 Jim Stewart
Chris Kuridrani 14 James Dargaville
Brando Va’aulu 15 Peter Betham
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2013.08.02 16:38 pieeatingbastard Crozier carved in walrus ivory. English, dating to the 12th c, it is now in the Hôtel de Cluny, Paris. [1,443 × 2,522]

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2012.07.29 08:44 menuitem Fittit, it is Sunday. Tell us your Victory this Week.

It is 8:50am in Cluny, France. It is time to stop, sit down for a moment, take a some time to think back over everything you did for your fitness this week, and pick out the one best thing you did to improve your fitness: your Fitness Victory.
Maybe you broke the 1000lb barrier in the three major lifts. Perhaps you ran the fastest sprints ever. Perhaps you just got yourself up off the couch, and worked out, consistently, for the full workout plan. Did you plan your diet carefully, hit your calorie goals, hit your macro targets? Or maybe you swam, and swam, and swam some more. We want to hear about it.
Because I missed them last week (due to internet connectivity problems), here are the Top five fitness Victories from two weeks ago:
And now, here are last week's Top five fitness Victories:
The "You're Awesome" Spotlight.
This week, the spotlight shines on calicliche, who Personal Recorded her pullups, with 10 great ones, exceeding her previous max of 6. For sticking with it, tracking her progress, and hitting a new PR: calicliche, you're awesome!.
The "You're Awesome" spotlight is an occasional feature of Victory Sundays, wherein I select a deserving recipient to receive the eponymous adulation, in celebration of their previous Sunday's Victory. If you want to nominate someone for the "You're Awesome" spotlight, simply respond to their post with "You're Awesome!"
And now it's your turn. Let's hear your fitness Victory this week! Don't forget to upvote your favorite Victories!
The Victory Sunday thread is posted Sundays before 12pm Eastern Time. If you would like to guest-host a Victory Sunday thread in the future, contact menuitem to agree to the guidelines, and reserve a future date.
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