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some fruits of the desert serve the table too…

SteelMaster Steel Fish Factory

SteelMaster Steel Fish Factory (Photo credit: SteelMaster Buildings)


video movie 2 = joyous account [draft]


…is it to our concern to care about the brothers of my friends it will not be my answer now to be the member of this consorts, but like we favour the concerts I must say the fame becomes too much for normal answering, forgetting about the details, looking away for the sharp eyes of critics not to my concern, I have seen them enough who come after the creativity to show their answer on the display any public shouldn’t want to have a filtering from, I just do my job, that’s now and any man’s concern, but to have felt hired in and been reproached for that, really, such an affair should we all throw over this shoulder at the right and let then do the dancing to the left leg, then the body can make the bows we all expect you put, on me the shade of such a destiny, I beg your answering, let it be, let it not be me, to look at with this telescope you have, I am just the good hearted wanderburschen I once started all this business with, and I put high weights to the memory I kept about…much will be revealed and much not said, and what rests is the heritage of heaven’s choice, I will be allocated or I will be not, I see your question and it is not apt to this I am to have my answers ready, though I cannot remember I worked in a fish factory I did the job in the blacksmith’s esteem, and got the sweat of that…



Pablo Picasso – portrait of a lady reading a letter



seems writing a text is entering in a pit full of snails

Former residence of Cruquius mill's foreman, t...

Former residence of Cruquius mill’s foreman, today a café next to the museum. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Pisa – the church tower


…this site is about everything I need to make the public quieted and at ease with what is really happening of importance and interest, without challenging me for the headlines. The base fundamentals of my endeavours are to treat the forthcoming problems of a society in error to make a choice for the better side of the moonlandscape displayed like a trusted device of upcoming means and ends to reach the goals any society of serious bravura would put itself without the historically so often feelings of inimicity to who keeps a different answer. My means are the comparison of facts and the mentioning about what I observe to challenge my attention, if not I am sometimes hindered to feel free in that. And to approach the problem right at the horns of the bull: the answers for the questions of who to trust and what are deeply hidden in one’s just self’s make up of personality, be that a strong or a disabled one to the purposes society puts on its members. To reach the calling out of such a faithful acceptance to feel free in yourself I have been given the means of language for.


Pompeiian wall painting


…as a question of viewing rightly what’s the matter my text have been most of the time changed into their opposite and so ascribed to me, by other people than I know to belong to my world, which saved then the original of my hand to give that the predicate of being from their  authentication. Far from feeling in opposition towards developing customs to free this world from the chains of inappropriate answers in the terrains of text writing, editioning and redaction, I can just look over the till now reached with the methods in use to hide the author’s source and try to reshape my ideas in a matter I thought I had already left.


For me what’s teached and what’s taught and what’s just thought are no differences asking for road movie answers or detailed discussions. I take my opinions as for now like generalized, having my exemplary ideas around and farther away: the culture even of the Dutch Republic in 17th century in which my observations root have never been like the customs of unlikely good digesting offices of the kind only America‘s far west shows us till today. I cannot react on all and in all requests, so I actually gave my information to be shared by free will, and to be treated like collective property, not of the minorities, but for the authorities of greater social insight than only the well-being of their purse.


steam pumping engine building ‘Cruquius
Haarlemmermeer – Holland – ringvaartcanal


….in the time of constructioning the here showed building of steam engine pumping the construction of the engine has been the most modern in Europe, afterwards it would give way to such constructions all over the world, and it is not already long ago it stopped functioning for being replaced by engines more adapted to modern times  demands. The name of this building is after a sort of science worker in seventeenth century called Klaas Kruik, a name easily to change into Cruquius and the striving has never been fully accepted in the Dutch Republic to take over latin forms for names, so the choice has been rather unhappy for poor Klaas. And even so, sometimes the pseudonym or the translation brings with conflicts, problems and poverty to the man who is the victim of the misunderstanding your lawful name wouldn’t be satisfying. And so is man, always trying to climb over the walls of the known to reach the streets of the unknown city he actually lives in, and then thereafter he discovers he cannot find his way back home.


delphinium consolida – picture: Carol Nourse
Georgia Botanical Garden – Athens Ge.


…those are this pictures meaning to me, I seldom made the photograph myself but recently experimented a little with my camera, they show the way back out of the desert of a writer‘s ending his text too quickly, or exhaustively trying to write down everything he knows in the subject, both signs of a mind too tired to pick up normal concentration…and for the art of blogging people will say: who cannot, everybody’s doing so, but would they just quiet down their inactiveness to answer their world’s problems or would they have given true report the story never tells. And if anyone will be so interested in the text writing abilities of the experienced writer I am, it depends on what he tackles and not else. Being an important person is really meaning something else to me like what I do: I just inform my public which is free to decide for reading or not, and I hope to be amusing too. The vocation true writers bear with like their heritage I must for a pity leave aside within the context of this post.


guzmania – picture: Hugh Nourse
Georgia Botanical Garden – Athens Ge.


gewoon as ge ook sijt de waorheid te verdraaien….strafrede

Coat of arms of Greece since 7 June 1975.

Coat of arms of Greece – (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Image   native orchid from Greece


…ge denk, die mens is maar alleen


en hij heeft geen verweer, want onze weg die is


so klaar en slim dat hij ‘t niet vermoeden sal wat wij


hem doen, wat wij hem maken,


en wat ge alleen dan niet weet, dat dit mijn land geliefd is bij de Here Here en hij is ‘t die mij


inlicht omtrent Uw vertoon, gewoonten van oudsher reeds overjarig,


‘t geld ‘t is tog so besser wie bei uns nichtwahr?


Ik ben degene die U goud doorschouwt en U gesegt,


U sei gesegt, die ‘t wél weten, tja die hebben toch 


soals ge dat wel weet alles so slim als ‘t hemelsoet


dat mij belastte


tesamen met sijn ijdel soet, ook ingehuurd,


voor ‘t boelerende en ‘t hoerige gericht,


er is er ene die in mij gelooft,


dat sei genoeg, die is ‘t die ik niet


vertrouwen sal, want


ik en weet gut dat ge me daartoe al hebt gebracht,


immer de ander d’ eer te laten, niet mijzelf,


wat kan ‘t ook schele, gajes as ge sijt,


sal ik met jullie eer behale,


en geloof mij, 


die duitsers kent zoals die mensen sijn,


die waartschuwt U met seinem Gerät, 


glaube daran, und sie werden nochmals


so bekommen, dat ek de ganse welt ihm rufen sal,


t’ist aus mit ihm, er ist doch nicht gekommen,


denken sie vielleicht,


das gute seht das gute nicht in seinem herrlichen gesicht?


Image   sea view in Greece


a fairy tale which may exist….and that’s my answer….

13: Natural History

13: Natural History (Photo credit: practicalowl)

– barley – Krithe – Greece
– the grains of grace –

….in having no answer in details not so wished as one would think I give my answer on beforehand to the new devils to expect and nothing really changes….

….the games of women are not like the plays of man, the powder rooms gave sometimes more to understand than powdered wigs of history’s past retreats could ever have expected of the masses of their housewives, mothers of their sons, and all the veils written in the books are just not true for the spectator’s mind of this our age….really bad people we have never seen to lead the stage, villains have always quickly been sifted out of masses of the people’s choice for again a new Barabbas or the like its Brutus: so let them free, and let the doubts of my true rule then struck down clergyman’s endeavours to conceal….we just cannot accept a culture based on lies and on false hope to ever get a better fate, though put the question: is there then any better to earthly human destiny and choice?…


….so let me shuffle all the carts on this round table and give and retake and again ye give, like its you all mistrusting whether granddad will establish just the backlaureated rule of his past fame and become a second hispagnolo for the espadrilles liked so much by lady’s to be weared, by lads as well….becoming this our karate friend a ballet dancer and that my brother in law of the numbers a poet in the chiffres of another castle in the clouds….

….creation then, just which one would withhold the author of these verses to see it in the given deed composer’s own, creation then is still likeway wonderful than any man’s choice to show his back to screen’s delays…creation then is all the way what people make of given nature and a share in love, sealing a created culture over them to bind them all to just that one ideal: be free, and have to freedom’s choice the daphne’s of your destiny are more than laurae nobilae of pure man’s gold, a living freedom of those kept in houses is not to be uplooked…..neither to give like objects of envy, but more like this gifts of cultured family life destinies and answers furnished for to fetch them to our giving care about….

….it is already know to masses double names make double bills and stock exchange is also not a joy for many, be on the streets again, beloveth, and let me be then a nobility of soccer games….I pray you never think about what you can do, but just only leave to you yourself what you will do…forget about my taking any heritage I am not made for….

phloxinnia graeca

….and I could as well tell the people it is my destiny which is not my just and only choice to serve a better cathedral the need of people who don’t need me, I, me, I can tell you that like answer in your doubt: just do like me and do yourself what you expect of me…only told to you by just another villain fool of no choice between left and right, the androids are different from the andropoi….in me you’ll only find a Musa…..

ζ * : – – : *

the devil’s cross-fading island….just a bungalow along the road…..

…it is not for a long time this situation all around you all will stay……it is just I got this continent to make you share in, this oriental land which is no land….a kingdom having no prince, a desert storm seeing no desert…..a poor man’s graveyard for having no answer for time’s powers, a story about values, gold, silver industry, land, actually warming itself with coal fires and woodshrubs…..a fallen into pieces reign of an old time dream…

…..I got no words enough to answer the demands for details, but in my details the answers will be scarce to find, the onlook in a general view being the better upload for a challenging throne and a longing for ideal world of a renewing empire, which I so dearly need….so guess you all about what I speak and save your answering to my ears because me knows too what’s the way of that and willing to assist a people still in  doubts I did not make create..

…..understand me well, the poor just trust those which will not come to get the capitals of riches they did earn….it is just so, the era is over once not started with a dreadlocks and a hairtail….the red booklet stolen from my pocket set into the shelve … it is just the peace of a nation which is warranted and finds no guarantees in any related mirror but the Fontainebleau castles of latest view..

…..poor us, it is not my servant striving for the fame to set his feet on stairs where they would not belong, it’s up to those which made their jobs with knowledge, saved their screens for better games, and have the expertise to furnish us with proper informations…and wear their duly Colbert suits in good moods of their time…..my servants mostly are unseen by outer choice or better than a long haired answer on the search for a weekend spencer imitating those which are supposed to be in office times…

…and understand us well, ye all which have a heart inside the tin chest I did give you once, we’ve done our efforts with the book on hemlocks for this lost empire of dragoonlike drake and temporary feeling, seeing its lands do  keep inside an old but precious system of waterworks and irrigation channels, landscapes and yards and upgrown trees and vegetation very rare…kept promises for better futures once to come…

…..but and eilasie, the systems failed to come with us over  time been building the nations pride, before no one had ever found the answer for the lacking of….so please I beg you now, do serve me well and just forget about my angers past, the poor rocket’s devil serving me will care my words are just well kept and distributed, leaving to me not any complaint, no word, no question, than the just and righteous silence my endangered empire needs…..

…..the smile of oriental mystery, the earning of a guarantee to what’s the aim of this my being, to give you peace, to make my world at ease with me, to get the emballage of this time’s overnight party service all out of the living rooms and back to the stables…..for now I play Mah-yong….