Praha (Prague) 2

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The Freiberger Mulde (Czech: FreiberskΓ‘ Mulda, also called the Γ–stliche Mulde or Eastern Mulde) is the right-hand, 124-kilometre-long (77 mi) headstream of the river Mulde, whose catchment covers an area of 2,981 km2 (1,151 sq mi) in the Czech Republic and Germany in central Saxony. It has a volumetric flow of 35.3 m3/s (1,250 cu ft/s) which is greater than that of the other headstream, the Zwickauer Mulde (or Westliche Mulde or Western Mulde) who flow is about 26.4 m3/s (930 cu ft/s),[2] which is nevertheless the longer stream.

The source of the river is in theΒ Ore Mountains, nearΒ Moldava, in theΒ Czech Republic. It runs northwest, crossing the border with Germany after a few km, toΒ FreibergΒ (hence the name), and further northwest throughΒ Nossen,Β DΓΆbelnΒ andΒ Leisnig. A few km north ofΒ Colditz, the Freiberger Mulde is joined by theΒ Zwickauer MuldeΒ to form theΒ Mulde. The Mulde is a tributary of theΒ Elbe. via; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freiberger_Mulde

I just have to think of a lovely river-song which I loved and used to play on the streets in the youngest times πŸ˜‰

That is really one of the most beautiful and calm rivers as I’ve ever seen. As I walked along with this marvellous streaming, my mind was floating with Smetana’s Vltava (The Moldau), great Czech composer. http://BedΕ™ich Smetana – Wikipedia

this piece fulfilled my soul as I’s watching the sparkles on the water surface.

Yes, Prague is identical with its Art. As we went to the house of AntonΓ­n DvoΕ™Γ‘k, one of the greatest musician in the world it was an amazing experience. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anton%C3%ADn_Dvo%C5%99%C3%A1k

I have lost much time to search for one piece by Dvorak which I love but couldn’t find it.. damn!! Anyway, I have not share yet my favourite piece; Franz Kafka, and I will try next weekend to do it s, then; to be continued πŸ˜‰ . Thank you all lovely friends and wish you a wonderful weekend ❀ ❀

Reading The Red Book (12)

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β€œLeonardo da Vinci wrote in his Notebooks: β€œIt should not be hard for you to stop sometimes and look into the stains of walls, or ashes of a fire, or clouds, or mud or like places in which … you may find really marvellous ideas.”
― C.G. Jung, Man and His Symbols
With thanks for continuing this wonderful description πŸ™πŸ’–πŸ™

SATAN’S LOST BICYCLE CLIPS

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on the search of bicycle clips with Satan in one act. please have your handkerchief by side πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ™πŸ‘πŸ’–

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satan-bike

Venue, Hell – Post the Beginning of Time: A most disgruntled Satan is rummaging about Hell looking for his bicycle clips. Ever since the idea struck him last evening he’d been looking forward to going β€˜off road’ on his new mountain bike, a present from Enepsigos (the fallen angel who appears in the shape of woman). Satan being a tad on the bisexual side has always had a soft spot for Enepsigos – needs must when the devil drives and all that!Β  Anyway, what happened was that Satan had, upon positively tearing off the Halford’s wrappings that had encased his new pushbike, duly assigned the task of purchasing the bicycle clips to Purah (the fallen angel of forgetfulness). In short Purah, whilst pretty sure he purchased said β€˜clips’, cannot for the hell of him remember where he put the bloody things!

Satan: β€œWell this is brilliant. All I ask…

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Joy Harjo: Crazy Brave

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The America’s Imagination. Listen with your heart β€β€πŸ™πŸ™β€

The Monarch

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From my swing

I spot the Monarch

sipping from a nectary,

gently I snare him

by his dew drenched wings.

I wonder if he knows

his fate lies in my hands.

Clutched between my fingers

imagine how his heart pounds.

National Geographic

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When Death Sings A Lullaby

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The universe is frightened
And the stars wonder
Why has man turned from human to beast?

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Death  comes upon them
Finite, infinite, definite
Pain and loss huddle into 
A grieving mass of broken hope.

Wondering what they did wrong..
When bombs drown their cries
The blood wipes away their tears
To be alive is to be broken
To be alive is to be wounded
That when they come from the sky
They come from the ground
They hit where it hurts the most
Taking away what you love the most

While the bigwigs sit and talk away at big tables
Drinking from the cup of blood

The universe is frightened
And the stars wonder
Why has man turned from human to beast?

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Praha (Prague) 1

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A short introduction;

I don’t really lament or as in German we say; jammern (yammer) but I’m really to be deplored! I have had planed since Wednesday when I came back from Prague trip to write a journal and the Saturday is for me the only chance but the God of luck wasn’t agreed to give me the chance and I had to fight all my morning and forenoon to get the pictures into my PC!! I have used a lot of tricks and ways which I knew but finally just could get them in an afternoon!

Anyway, let me try at least to begin it if I should make it as some partitions. As I still believe that I’m not a writer (as a professional at least) I need a longer time to write a story; (with a confess that I type with one finger each hand πŸ˜€ )

So; I wanted to see Prague because of my long but not lost interest since my youth. I know the city from its intelligence!; As I have heard of so many artists history and scene in the legendary pops; especially Franz Kafka’s tells. And also the 68’s Prague Spring with Alexander Dubček which it failed by the inversions USSR. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Dub%C4%8Dek

Alexander Dubček

Thanks my adorable wife, as she is caring for me and my wishes, arranged this short but amazing trip to see my idol(s). She knows me well as she might think that I have not so much time and must not take my all wishes with me into the grave. Please don’t think I’m exaggerating something; if you’d live in a country of the “so-called”; third world but have a brain on the beat, you’d surely have many wishes!

Before I share the pictures I want to show my appreciations to this; Czechoslovakia or these countries; Czech Republic & Slovakia for their separation in a peaceful condition which is unique in the human’s history. The Dissolution of Czechoslovakia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissolution_of_Czechoslovakia

we can really recognize the whole city as a museum ❀

to be continued ❀ ❀

Reading The Red Book (11)

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“Salome is an Anima figure. She is blind because she does not see the meaning of things.
C.G.Jung, Memories, Dreams and Reflections, Page 180”
Another fascinating narration on this fascinating book by a fascinating writer πŸ˜ŠπŸ™πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ™

The Four Quartets

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P. James Clark's avatarThe Classical Astrologer

Since its inception, The Classical Astrologer has been all about consciousness as expressed through astrological language and techniques. Astrology is a sacred language and there are other mediums that work well together. In the process, I have used visually evocative images poetry is another medium that raises us up to a higher sense of the sublime.

Among the 20th Century Anglo/Irish writers T.S. Eliot, W.B. Yeats and Robert Graves stand as particularly eloquent and adept poets in conveying higher consciousness, were learned in not only the Western Classical Tradition but also Hindu writings and had significant contact with Indian writers such as Rabindranath Tagore. W.B. Yeats wrote an Introduction to The Upanishads.

Eliot includes a dialogue between Krishna and Arjuna, relates the mystical concept of time that allows for all to be present at the same moment in consciousness. He compares the circulation of the lymph with the stars. This…

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