the invisibles

sometimes i wonder. where are the God’s people when the devil’s people are so much in view. or. where are the loving when nobody cares. or. where are the freedom fighters when one state enslaves another. or. where are the bringers of peace when all is there in the news, is war. or. where are […]

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un pēkšņi – tas pie krusta mirušais Dievs ir dzīvs manā slepenajā istabā

Krusta ceļš Aglonā. Šogad pietrūka Ceļa. Pietrūka nedēļas ar Jēzu. Cauri saulei, laukiem, lietum, dīvainām lietām, pārāk daudz cilvēkiem. Šogad manas lūgšanas sēdēja mājās. Krusta ceļš uzrunā kā kādreiz, kad šis rakstītājs bija jauns. un jā, bīskaps uzprasās un starptautisku konfliktu. Bet Jēzus IR starptautisks konflikts. Un starptautisks miers. Un mīlestība. Un valoda, kas stāv […]

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Cattle Express and mathematics

one’s gotta love the book. i hope it is published in eng, too. plz, publish it in eng. it is mind-blowing “.. neither way of looking at the sonata is wrong. Yes, it’s a beautiful, evolving piece of music, and yes, it’s this giant time-less chord. With Fourier analysis, you move between the two ways […]

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upside-down time

the days are so hot that only nights remain to be immersed in the translation. i wake up at mid-day, and go to sleep at 7 a.m., and type, type endlessly, to the music of the nightly city. under the scattered clouds that traverse the sky, and bring no rain. the tomato plant i did […]

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