Praying For Freedom While Waiting For Death In The Holy City Of Varanasi — Post from Edge of Humanity Magazine

My sister wanted to travel to India (and quite especially, to Varanasi) since she was very young. She was (just as I am) very aware that our Roma ancestors came from India one day, some ten centuries ago. She wished to go there but had not time enough. I share this beautiful and instructive post…

Innocent nude posing – A page from an old diary and some related illustrations

Again, this post belongs in this blog as well –more than elsewhere…

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I was going to title this post: “Nude posing in the age of innocence”, quite more elegant, but it would not be strictly true according to the text that justifies it, as well as the artwork attached.

Neither the writing nor the photographs are mine in origin, this time, but I have contributed to both things with some significative edition: translating the old manuscrite text by my sister from Catalan to English and composing a coloured mosaic with modified versions of an even older picture in black and white.

All of it goes about nakedness, innocent or saucy, and the shift between the two ways according to one’s needs and the pressure of life.

I will show first my mosaic, figuring an X (which may mean anything you want; but to me means a crossroads in life: the point in the way when innocence still shimmers briefly before changing to…

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Portrait from Beyond

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Some portraits remain in the memory no matter how long ago they were taken. To me, this is one of them. It tells me, and reminds me, of perfect beauty seldom seen before or after. It is a picture of an angel, gone but still very present. Truly memorable. (Even…

Tim Coriddi (1992-2017) – In Loving Memory

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Oh God… I’m so sorry, I’m speechless to say anymore than this: May you be close up to Bach’s Spirit, playing the organ at his side. Soli Deo Gloria. My warmest affection to you, Timothy. You were truly kind with Ariel and also with me, and you played Bach’s Music…

YHWH as HWHY – A Bi-gendered Deity for Jews, Christians and Muslims?

Just read this afternoon with great interest: “The four-Hebrew-letter name of God, which scholars refer to as the Tetragrammaton, YHWH, was probably not pronounced “Jehovah” or “Yahweh,” as some have guessed. The Israelite priests would have read the letters in reverse as Hu/Hi — in other words, the hidden name of God was Hebrew for…

Canfranc as Part of Benoît Sokal’s “Syberia” – Or Kate Walker in the Pyrenees

At last, after years of laziness and elusion, I have played the PC-game that my sister always recommended me to play: Syberia; both parts. I have to apologize to Ariel for not having done this while she was still here, to be able to tell her —with frank enthusiasm— how pleasant and deeply absorbing these…

“La Senyera Catalana” – The oldest national flag in the world

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Dating from 1238, and kept in L’Arxiu Històric Municipal de València, this is the oldest national flag in the world, among those still in use. And it is the flag of my little homeland: Catalunya.

The Pennon of the Conquest (Catalan: Penó de la Conquesta) is the flag raised by the Moors of Valencia, Spain, on September 28, 1238 on the tower of Alī-Bufāt, later called Torre del Temple, to indicate their surrender to the troops of king James I of Aragon. We know about this episode from the quote entered by the king himself in his Chronicle: “We were in the riverbed, between the gardens and the tower; and when we saw our flag upon the tower, we dismounted from our horse, and heading eastwards we cried from our eyes and kissed the earth for the great mercy God had made…

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A most unusual post, but necessary and unavoidable – Defending Freedom in my homeland

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I do not ever publish about politics on this blog, but I’ll make a flagrant exception today, just on behalf of my fellow Catalan citizens and in defence of my country’s liberties -and democracy itself-, now threatened by an incurably totalitarian state as Spain is. (Yes, it is, as it has…

For my little firefly’s sake: many thanks and some tulips to her true friends!

By Li Fontrodona Six tulips (I guess they are tulips): one for each of the six persons who have commented at least once here, on my late sis’s blog, during its ten months of existence, while she was here to look and count. She felt a bit disappointed for her scarce online success in spite…

Christmas Carol

    I wish a Happy Christmas Season to all my sisters and brothers —who are many and very dear to me—, and especially to my readers and followers —who are very few, but lovely, and most dear—! Be merry and don’t get too stressed by all the related fuss 🙂 Bon Nadal! Baxtalo Krechúno!…