Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Oí hoy cosa rara

La religión de Jesús tuviese nada a ver con la religión del Antiguo Testamento. Y pués, esa fuese sencillamente un plagiado de las religiones paganas. Y la prueba?

Todas las religiones tienen una fiesta al 25 deciembre.

Bueeeeeno ... el calendario hebreo no tiene una fecha fijada al 25 deciembre.

Y lo raro? Este año Janucá es en el 25 deciembre! (Año pasado no fué el caso)./HGL

Sunday, May 15, 2016


Objawienie św. Jana 13:18
Updated Gdańsk Bible (UBG)

18 Tu jest mądrość. Kto ma rozum, niech obliczy liczbę bestii, gdyż jest to liczba człowieka. A liczba jej: sześćset sześćdziesiąt sześć.

To liczba człowieka - kogo człowieka? WLADIMIRA?

W 87 80 7
L 76 150 13
A 65 210 18
D 67 270 25
I 73 340 28
M 77 410 35
I 73 480 38
R 82 560 40
A 65 620 45 = 665.

Tyłko sąsiad bestii?

D 67 270 25! D jest 68!

W 87 80 7
L 76 150 13
A 65 210 18
D 68 270 26
I 73 340 29
M 77 410 36
I 73 480 39
R 82 560 41
A 65 620 46 = 666.

Liczba człowieka Wladimira, prawda?

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

This is Not a Story, But About One - amende honorable to Neil Gaiman!

Sir, I have boycotted you because of the horror I had of that dream of that other woman in "The Problem of Susan".*

As you know, I wrote (or started writing) my own Susan fic in polemics to yours.

Meaning that Susan will NOT rest either in denial nor even doubt.

But, I can no longer consider you a bad writer.

Yesterday I left off Stardust (French Translation) at p.116, and today I took it up again same library, at about 12:00, finishing at about 15:00.

Tolkien, CSL, Lloyd Alexander have found a colleague in my imagination, and you are closer to them, and to me, even than Ursula Kroeber LeGuin.

I have NOT been finding anything comparable since my teens, until I found your book.

Even including a French novelist, who seems a bit inspired by you, but going from you to him would be like going from Rose Period to Guernica. L'Étrange Monde de Là-Bas is a bit like a bête noire to me - I suppose a bit what Voyage to Arcturus was to CSL. But your book is like a volume from a library which was lost and has been put back into the shelf.

My spontaneous impression of the seven brothers was a bit like "sons of Feanor meet Family Addams". And the overall plot was a bit like "Beren and Luthien - subverted". Congratulations.

It was written a year in which I was having some difficulties. 5th of February 1998, I had had to defend myself against a policeman taking me off to see shrinks on order of a doctor who was more fanatical than some shrinks I have seen. He got ten cm long and perhaps one cm deep (or more superficial) on the hip, and I got, first a month in detention, then a trial at which I was acquitted on grounds of "putative defense", a ground I considered and consider inadequate, then a few days on an escape route, then a new detention, some months longer, a new trial and 3 and a half years, including what I had already done in detention - whereof I served two thirds.

So, glad that someone was doing sth good that year and that I came to enjoy it.

I am not sure how you like a now defunct Ziggy Stardust, but if the title was in honour of him**, I think his best aesthetic vein, the one I enjoyed when seeing Labyrinth, has been very amply honoured therein.

I suppose Stormfold is an Elven Kingdom - according to Robert Kirk and Andrew Lang, not according to the Firstborn of Silmarillion.

But it owes sth to Tacitus and to Lemony Snicket, as well.

This is not meant as an introduction for those who haven't read Stardust, I might write sth like that in French for my pop culture blog gmb1lou. It is just to notify you, you are definitely no longer on my boycott list!***

Hans Georg Lundahl
Nanterre UL
Wednesday after
II Lord's Day in Lent

* According to reports I found so gross I did not actually read your story. ** Not meaning it have no bearing on the story, of course! *** Barring obedience to the Church, should you come to the Index, but I hope that will not be the case.

It seems this post is n° 200 of the published ones on this blog, meaning The Boy Who Made the Stars came as n° 199 - a fine confirmation that Christ indeed came 5199 after Creation!/HGL

Sunday, January 10, 2016

The Boy Who Made Stars

There was a boy, who coud shape a bird of clay and give it life, just by telling it to fly. He made the stars. There was a man who was jealous, and wanted to own the stars. The boy told him he couldn't have them for his own. Yet, the man proceeded to steal the stars and put them in a sack. It was dark. The boy went down from the sky and told him to give the stars back. Instead the man put the boy in the sack too. But the boy went out of the sack and took the stars with him and put them up in the sky again. And as the man was surprised, and a bit thankful because it was light again, the boy told him, he could come and live among the stars, if he did what the boy told him too. Then the boy went up.

If you don't know the name of this boy, ask someone who is celebrating Christmas. Btw, this is just a very short and confused version of what really happened./HGL

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Qué es el Codiz ASCII, y porqué importa?

En cada ordenadora, todo se pasa por ceros y por unos. Todo. Entonces, en el funcionamento interior, un A no es un A, un a no es un a, un 1 no es un 1, un 2 no es un 2, y de la seguida. Todo señal visible sobre la pantalla es una serie de unos y de ceros. Y cada señal visible tiene su propio serie de unos y de ceros, y esta serie puede ser interpretada como un número.

 ABCDE valores numerales
6411111 A = 64 + 1 = 65
3200000 B = 64 + 2 = 66
1600000 C = 64 + 2 + 1 = 67
800000 D = 64 + 4 = 68
400011 E = 64 + 4 + 1 = 69
201100  y de la seguida, hasta Z = 90

Los minúsculos son series un poco diferentes, claro, ya que son señales un poco diferentes de vista:

 abcde valores numerales
6411111 a = 65 + 32 = 97
3211111 b = 66 + 32 = 98
1600000 c = 67 + 32 = 99
800000 d = 68 + 32 = 100
400011 e = 69 + 32 = 101
201100  y de la seguida, hasta z = 122

Y los señales por las cifras 0 - 9 (en ese orden en el mundo de ordenadoras) son de valor numeral 48 - 57. Y 32 solo es el espacio, como entre dos palabras de seguida.

Ahora, un poco de ejercicio para verificar una cosa: añadiendo los valores numerales de las letras de BERGOGLIO, y esas de las letras y del espacio de V POUTINE, como en transcripción francesa, que es el valor numeral en total en cada caso?

Eusebio dice que San Ireneo decía sobre Apocalipse 13:18 eso:

[2] Γράφων γέ τοι ὁ Εἰρηναῖος περὶ τῆς ψήφου τῆς κατὰ τὸν ἀντί χριστον προσηγορίας φερομένης ἐν τῇ Ἰωάννου λεγομένῃ Ἀποκαλύψει, αὐταῖς συλλαβαῖς ἐν πέμπτῳ τῶν πρὸς τὰς αἱρέσεις ταῦτα περὶ τοῦ Ἰωάννου φησίν·

[3] « Εἰ δὲ ἔδει ἀναφανδὸν ἐν τῷ νῦν καιρῷ κηρύττεσθαι τοὔνομα αὐτοῦ, δι' ἐκείνου ἂν ἐρρέθη τοῦ καὶ τὴν ἀποκάλυψιν ἑορακότος. Οὐδὲ γὰρ πρὸ πολλοῦ χρόνου ἑωράθη, ἀλλὰ σχεδὸν ἐπὶ τῆς ἡμετέρας γενεᾶς, πρὸς τῷ τέλει τῆς Δομετιανοῦ ἀρχῆς».

En francés:

[2] Irénée, à propos du nombre produit par l'addition des lettres qui forment le nom de l'Antéchrist d'après l'Apocalypse attribuée à Jean, dit en propres termes ceci de Jean, dans le cinquième livre des Hérésies :

[3] « S'il eût fallu proclamer ouvertement à notre époque le nom de l'Antéchrist, celui qui a vu la révélation l'aurait fait. Car il la contempla il n'y a pas longtemps et presque dans notre génération, vers la fin du règne de Domitien. »

Y mi traducción en español de la francesa:

2) Ireneo, al propuesto del número producido por adición de las letras del nombre del Anticristo según la Apocalipsis decha de San Juan dice en propios términos eso de Juan, en el libre cinco de Herejías:

3) "Si hubiese fallido proclamar abiertamente a nuestra epoca el nombre del Anticristo, aquél quién vió la revelación lo hubiese hecho. Ya que contempló eso no hay mucho tiempo, y casi en nuestra generación, en finales del reinado de Domiciano."

Historia Eclesiástica, Libro III, cabildo XVIII, traducción francesa por Émile Grapin en 1911.

Hoy, finales del reinado de Domiciano parece antiguo. Y hemos ahora el codiz ASCII, que da a cada letra LATINA un valor numérico. No solo a M, a D, a C, a L, a X, a V y a I, peró a cada una.

Y aún diferentes por majúsculos y por minúsculos. Hitler, Silvia, COMMUNISM, TRAIANVS, TRAJANUS todos dan 616. Y hovind (con h minúsculo) da también 666. Como BERGOGLIO, como V POUTINE. Y como gustav. Peró el marido de la reina Silvia se llama Carl Gustaf, con F según la vieja ortografía sueca. También HAAKONVII o HAAKON VII (contando o no el espacio, no me recuerdo), primero rey de Noruega después de 1905, después de la independencia moderna de este país, da 666.

Peró hay pocos nombres que dan uno o otro de esos valores numerales. Es por eso que tengo miedo que unos o otros de esos pueden tener un papel nefasto en la última epoca en quién vivimos. Y Hitler, Emperador Traiano, Haakon VII, ya son muertos.

Hé propuesto, por intermediario de su astrónomo Fra Guy Consolmagno, que BERGOGLIO podía cambiar su nombre en BORGOGLIO. La ciudad en Italia de cual ese nombre existe a cambiado ligeramente pronunciación y ortografía. Y BORGOGLIO da 676, un valor numérico inocente, no tan peligroso.

Hans Georg Lundahl
Biblioteca de Versalles
Santa Teresita

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Macready and Tea

Susan had slept a few hours of well needed sleep. The sun was shining in through the window and warming the room more than the day outside. But what had woken her up was really the smell of a late breakfast or an early lunch. In the States they called that “brunch”. Fried potato and mushrooms harmonised with fried egg and a clear smell of tea getting poured into cups.

”Good morning, dear!”

”Good morning, but I think it must be close to noon …?”

”And yet it is morning to you. It is actually one o’ clock.”

”Oh, I’ve slept for hours. I must be on the run soon.”

”Indeed, but first you need to take a good meal, then to keep calm. If you run like you are hunted they will all see it is you.”

”They might see so anyway ?”

”Yes, but running isn’t getting any escapee very far, since the news run faster. Oh, yes, I’ve read it. If you don’t run, you may still be caught, and if they recognize you and try to , you must run for it and pray God gives you a good refuge. But if you run when nobody is chasing – unless you can pass it off as jogging – you are giving the impression of a person feeling hunted, a very fishy impression. ”

That made sense.

Macready stood up beside the table while Susan sat down, she took both plates out to the kitchen and returned with them filled with as much fried egg, potatoes and mushrooms as you like, plus some salt and pepper, and bread, while Susan was already sipping away at her tea, as invited to.

The jogging plan was dropped, since a jogging outfit would be cold at night and not very natural in most circumstances. ”And that’s no wonder, look at that baggy stuff!” – If this had been twenty years later and less cold in the season it would have been another story, but back in 1950 jogging was done by extreme health freaks (including in fact Susan who liked keeping fit for swimming, riding and archery).

No, normal outfit, but not that of the nurse, would have to do. You have of course realized that if Susan was caught, they would know someone had helped her. Susan pointed it out, Macready said ”Well, that can’t be helped. ”

Before finishing the meal and trying the outfit, Susan asked why Macready didn’t believe she was putting Rose in mortal danger, since that was the story of the papers and the radio.

”Oh that? Mother gave birth to me when she was twelve, going on thirteen, even without a caesarian. We had a hard life at first, but she did not regret it.” (Susan could imagine Macready had had a hard life.)

So, Susan took an outfit of Macready’s, a really dowdy one, unlike the fancy clothes she used to wear and which showed on photos. She even avoided to take lipstick.

”Now, you go to Oxford. Maybe the Inklings might help you. They were friends of old Professor … Kirke …”

And Macready sobbed. She had even missed being there to identify her old employer and nearly lost a chance to be at the funeral as well (though she was by no means late). She dried her eyes. No time for crying if one’s a Macready. She was glad Susan knew Clive Staples Lewis and Paxford.

”Here is for the train ticket to Oxford, and here is some food; you won’t have to buy too soon. Now, finish the meal and I’ll put your hair up in a bun so you’ll be less like the photos. ”

Susan finished the meal, got the hair up in a bun with Macready’s help, showed she could make it a bun again, then got helped again to make it a really good one. Macready told Susan as she left that she would herself be phoning Paxford, whom she knew personally.