Showing posts with label Simon Wells. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Simon Wells. Show all posts
Tuesday, 17 January 2017
Saturday, 23 January 2016
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
lake of the ingots of gold
One of the most singular things that we have been told about the island of Zabaj, is that which concerns one of its former kings. This king was called the Maharaja. His palace faced onto a thalaj which emanates from the sea; one means by thalaj an estuary resembling those which the Tigris forms when it passes by Baghdad and Basra, an estuary which the salt water of the sea invades at high tide and which is fresh at low tide. This water formed a small lagoon adjoining the palace of the king. Every morning the steward is brought before the king and offers him an ingot of gold in the form of a brick. Each brick weighs a certain number of mann, the amount of which is not known to me. Next, in the presence of the king, the steward throws this brick into the lagoon. At high tide, the water covers this brick and all the other bricks which are piled there, so that they cannot be seen, and when the water goes down, the bricks appear and shine in the sun. When the king gives an audience he sits in a room which overlooks the lake with his face turned towards the water. This custom must never be interrupted: every day a golden brick is thrown into this lake and as long as the king lives, the bricks are not touched.
At his death, however, his successor extracts the bricks without leaving any. They are counted and melted down, and the gold is distributed to the princes of the royal family, both men and women, to their children, their officers and their eunuchs, in proportion to their rank and the prerogatives attached to their various functions. Any which remains is given to the poor and the sick. They take care to make a record of the golden bricks and their total weight. It is written down that so and so, the king, had reigned so many years, and they had thrown so many bricks into the royal lake, and weighing so much; and that after his death these bricks had been divided up amongst the court and the royal family. lt was a great honour for the king who had reigned the greatest number of years and had amassed the greatest number of golden bricks.
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Surely there is a vein for the silver,
and a place for gold [where] they fine [it].
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Iron is taken out of
the earth, and brass [is] molten [out of] the stone.
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He setteth an end to
darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the
shadow of death.
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The flood breaketh
out from the inhabitant; [even the waters] forgotten of the foot: they are
dried up, they are gone away from men.
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[As for] the earth,
out of it cometh bread: and under it is turned up as it were fire.
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The stones of it
[are] the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.
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[There is] a path
which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture's eye hath not seen:
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The lion's whelps
have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.
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He putteth forth his
hand upon the rock; he overturneth the mountains by the roots.
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He cutteth out
rivers among the rocks; and his eye seeth every precious thing.
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He bindeth the
floods from overflowing; and [the thing that is] hid bringeth he forth to
light.
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But where shall
wisdom be found? and where [is] the place of understanding?
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Man knoweth not the
price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.
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The depth saith, It
[is] not in me: and the sea saith, [It is] not with me.
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It cannot be gotten
for gold, neither shall silver be weighed [for] the price thereof.
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It cannot be valued
with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.
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The gold and the
crystal cannot equal it: and the exchange of it [shall not be for] jewels of
fine gold.
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No mention shall be
made of coral, or of pearls: for the price of wisdom [is] above rubies.
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The topaz of
Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold.
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Whence then cometh
wisdom? and where [is] the place of understanding?
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Seeing it is hid
from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air.
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Destruction and
death say, We have heard the fame thereof with our ears.
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God understandeth
the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof.
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For he looketh to
the ends of the earth, [and] seeth under the whole heaven;
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To make the weight
for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.
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When he made a
decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder:
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Then did he see it,
and declare it; he prepared it, yea, and searched it out.
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And unto man he
said, Behold, the fear of the Lord, that [is] wisdom; and to depart from evil
[is] understanding.
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Labels:
brick,
crystal,
economy,
golden section,
heliotrpoe,
jewel,
job,
patrimony,
Simon Wells,
teleology
Saturday, 31 March 2012
Explaining to the bunny
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
Faint star, Star, Star

Blaze, Stripe, Stripe (or thin blaze) and snip, Irregular blaze, Interrupted stripe, bald face.
Faint star, Star, Star and strip, irregular star, snip, lip marking
There was a whole collection made. A damp cloth, an oyster, a single mirror, a manikin, a student, a silent star, a single spark, a little movement and the bed is made. This shows the disorder, it does, it shows more likeness than anything else, is shows the single mind that directs an apple. All the coats have a different shape, that does not mean that they differ in colour, it means a unison between use and exercise and a horse.
Gertrude Stein – Tender Buttons
| Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). Poems. 1918. |
| 13. Pied Beauty |
| GLORY be to God for dappled things— | |
| For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; | |
| For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; | |
| Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings; | |
| Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough; | 5 |
| And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim. | |
| All things counter, original, spare, strange; | |
| Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) | |
| With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; | |
| He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: | 10 |
| Praise him. |
Monday, 21 November 2011
Thursday, 18 August 2011
Thomas Taylor - walworth road platonist
Whilst engaged with Proclus he had residing in his house Mary Wollstoncraft and her friend Miss Blood. Their three months' company was mutually agreeable. The lady listened
attentively to his explanations of Plato, called his study the " Abode of Peace," but avowed her preference for an active, rather than a contemplative life. He called upon her when she lived in
George Street, and there drank wine with her out of a tea-cup ; Mrs. Wollstoncraft observed at the time, that she did not give herself the trouble to think whether a glass was a necessary utensil in a house. "
thomas taylor/ a biographical and bibliographical sketch / william axon / 1890
attentively to his explanations of Plato, called his study the " Abode of Peace," but avowed her preference for an active, rather than a contemplative life. He called upon her when she lived in
George Street, and there drank wine with her out of a tea-cup ; Mrs. Wollstoncraft observed at the time, that she did not give herself the trouble to think whether a glass was a necessary utensil in a house. "
thomas taylor/ a biographical and bibliographical sketch / william axon / 1890
Labels:
blake,
flaxman,
london,
Simon Wells,
study,
wollstonecraft
Sunday, 4 July 2010
fern seed
n.
The dustlike spores of ferns, formerly believed to be seeds and once thought to have the power of making their possessor invisible.
We have the receipt of fern seed, we walk invisible (1 Henry IV., act iv. 4).
The seed of certain species of fern is so small as to be invisible to the naked eye, and hence the plant was believed to confer invisibility on those who carried it about their person.
It was at one time believed that plants have the power of imparting their own speciality to their wearer.
We have the receipt of fern seed, we walk invisible (1 Henry IV., act iv. 4).
The seed of certain species of fern is so small as to be invisible to the naked eye, and hence the plant was believed to confer invisibility on those who carried it about their person.
It was at one time believed that plants have the power of imparting their own speciality to their wearer.
Labels:
invisibility,
optics,
seed,
Simon Wells,
space,
transport
Sunday, 15 March 2009
Saturday, 14 March 2009
Thursday, 12 March 2009
scan
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
Wednesday, 4 March 2009
Inger Cristensen, alphabet
1
apricot trees exist, apricot trees exist
2
bracken exists; and blackberries, blackberries;
bromine exists; and hydrogen,hydrogen
3
cicadas exist; chicory, chromium,
citrus trees; cicadas exist;
cicadas, cedars, cypresses, the cerebellum
(from Inger Cristensen, alphabet)
apricot trees exist, apricot trees exist
2
bracken exists; and blackberries, blackberries;
bromine exists; and hydrogen,hydrogen
3
cicadas exist; chicory, chromium,
citrus trees; cicadas exist;
cicadas, cedars, cypresses, the cerebellum
(from Inger Cristensen, alphabet)
Tuesday, 3 March 2009
Grey Owl's hut

Beavers working on their lodge inside Grey Owl's cabin, Prince Albert National Park, Saskatchewan, 1932
Saturday, 7 February 2009
Sunday, 25 January 2009
Simon's words

Rebus is the instrumental case of res: things can be used like words and words like things. Interpretation has everything to learn from "the linguistic tricks of children, who sometimes treat words as though they were objects, and moreover invent new languages and artificial syntactic forms". Kittler: 1990
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