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tchaika 13.01.2011 23:40

Happy New Year 2011!
 
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Happy New Year 2011!
Best wishes to all!

NATA NOVA 14.01.2011 00:22

Not a Happy New Year, and with the "old New Year!

Yes, sir!

Toinen 14.01.2011 00:45

Dear colleagues, I wish you the same thing wished for the New Year!

And a lot of money in his personal life!



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NATA NOVA 14.01.2011 00:46

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Сообщение от Toinen (Сообщение 1468111)
And a lot of money in his personal life!

Simple: in order and enough toys!

Toinen 14.01.2011 00:53

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Сообщение от NATA NOVA (Сообщение 1468121)
To and toys enough!



Of course!
"A man can easily do without necessities, but can not without an extra (s)

tchaika 14.01.2011 01:03

Happy New Year 2011 from Christmas! (According to the Julian calendar). We wish first of all spiritual wealth. Else, I hope, will follow. "Money is not happiness," - as stated in the folk wisdom.

In the Russian tradition to celebrate New Year at midnight on January 13, January 14, due to the fact that the Russian Orthodox Church continues to meet all the church holidays of the Julian calendar ("old style"). Hence the conventional term "Old New Year".
In this modern new year falls on Christmas post - Orthodox forty-day fast in honor of Christmas.

According to scientists, the new year to celebrate the humanity at the dawn of civilization - five thousand years ago. This custom originated in ancient Mesopotamia: each spring, streets filled with noisy parades, carnivals and masquerades in honor of the supreme god Marduk. In this festive tradition of the Babylonians took over the Greeks, and then it passed to Romans. In 1946 BC, Gaius Julius Caesar reformed calendar, which then become available to all countries belonging to the Roman Empire. His naturally, became known as Julian. Year of the Julian calendar has 365.25 days.
In the year 325 at the I Ecumenical (Nicene) Cathedral of the Julian calendar was adopted and the Christian Church. In VI century Roman monk Dionysius the Small was first proposed by the so-called "Christmas calendar" (the starting point of a new era began to consider Christmas), which until now used in most countries.

Since mankind lived not tuzhilo over one thousand six hundred years (!), While in 1582 Pope Gregory XIII decided not to reform the old calendar (to cope with the inevitable errors in calendar) and coined the new "Gregorian", by which time the countdown is now the entire Western world. Year on this "new" calendar is 365.2425 days. The difference between old and new style then was 10 days.

If we compare the Julian and Gregorian calendars with the star, it appears that the latter they differ by 0.00175 and 0.0038 percent respectively. Thus, the rigorous mathematical calculations, it turns out that Julian calendar is still more accurate !

In Russia, the "new chronology" of the Gregorian calendar was introduced by the Soviet authorities in 1918, but the tradition of celebrating New Year at midnight on January 13, January 14, survived.

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Russia, Russia - which I neither have a look!
For all your sufferings, and the battle
I love thee, Russia, old
Thy forests, graveyards and prayers ...

Russia, Russia! Take care of yourself and cherish!
Look back into the forest and thy dales
On all sides they descended,
Other times of the Tatars and Mongols ...

Crosses, crosses ... I can not!
I greatly take away from the eyes of the palm
And suddenly I see: quietly in the meadow
Grass chewed hobbled horses.

Zarzhut they - and somewhere in aspen
Pick up the echo of a slow neighing,
And me - the immortal stars of Russia,
Quiet stars boundless flicker ...

Nikolay Rubtsov

Fed 14.01.2011 09:09

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Сообщение от tchaika (Сообщение 1468171)
Julian calendar is still more accurate!

"The accuracy of the Julian calendar is low: every 128 years, accumulated an extra day. Because of this, such as Christmas, initially almost coincides with the winter solstice, gradually shifted toward the spring. The most noticeable difference between spring and autumn days near the equinox, when the rate of change in the length of day and the position of the sun is maximal. In many churches, according to a plan of founders, the vernal equinox, the Sun should fall into a certain place, such as in St. Peter's in Rome - is a mosaic. not only astronomers but also the higher clergy, headed by the Pope could make that Easter does not fall into place. After a long discussion on this issue in 1582 the Julian calendar in Catholic countries, the decision of Pope Gregory XIII was replaced with a more accurate calendar. Protestant countries refused from the Julian calendar, gradually, over the XVII-XVIII centuries, the last were Great Britain (1752) and Sweden.

In Russia the Gregorian calendar was introduced by Decree of People's Commissars adopted January 24, 1918, in Orthodox Greece - in 1923, without the CPC.

tchaika 14.01.2011 14:32

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"Until now, for a series of calculations, astronomers used the old style, but in any astronomical yearbook of the world by day is to" Julian "day - JD. It also uses the Julian calendar and historians when dealing with long intervals of time."

In addition, there are signs of excess, not to pay attention to which it is impossible. Holy Fire - it's an amazing phenomenon happens only in the Orthodox Holy Saturday (the day before the Resurrection of Christ) - on our old, Julian, calendar!

It's a miracle, which indicates that God is near us, there is in Jerusalem, the Temple of the Holy Sepulchre. This temple was built around that cave in which lay the body of Jesus Christ after his crucifixion. Each year on this day, the Patriarch of Jerusalem goes into the cave with a sheaf of unlit candles and comes with burning. The sacred fire descends from heaven and burn them! The fire that has some special, unknown to us the nature of - the first time does not burn, and therefore present in the church as people try to "bathe" them. This miracle happens only once a year - to the Orthodox Holy Saturday! And admit it, and Catholics, Muslims and all other faiths.

So that we can with certainty say that we, the Orthodox people living in a single calendar, with the heavens. And if we tear off on our dates - burst sacred bond earthly and celestial. "

tchaika 15.01.2011 00:16

Russian spark
                
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Immersed in a lingering cold,
Snow around me numb!
Numb little spruce
And the sky was dark with no stars.
What a wilderness! I was the one living,
One living in the vast field of the dead!
Suddenly, the soft light
(Dreaming, or what?)
Gleamed in the desert, as a watchdog ...
I was just like a snowman,
Entering the house (the last hope!)
And heard, shaking the snow:
- Here is a furnace for you and warm clothes ...
Then the owner listened to me
But in a dim view
Life was short,
And, still sitting by the fire,
She just seemed to have dozed off ...
How many yellow shots in Russia
In such a simple and gentle rim!
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And suddenly revealed to me and struck
Orphan's sense of family photos:
Fire, earth hostility chock-full of -
And close all the soul forgets! ..
- Tell me, dear, will there be war? -
And I said:
- Probably will not happen.
- God bless, God forbid ...
After all, everyone can not please,
A benefit of contention will not arrive ...-
And then again:
- There will be, you say?
- No, - I say - probably will not.
- God bless, God forbid ...
For a long time for me
She watched as the deaf-mute,
And, without raising his head a gray,
Again, sat quietly by the fire.
What she dreamed of?
All that white light
It may be that stood in front of her at that moment? ..
But I am deaf strumming coins
Interrupted the old vision ...
- The Lord be with you! We do not take money!
- Well, - I say - I wish you health!
Paid for all the good good,
Paid for all the love love ...
Thank you for a modest Russian light,
For what you in anticipation of anxiety
Burn for those who are in the roadless
From all friends desperately far away
For the fact that, with good faith, friendly ties,
Among the great anxiety and robbery
Burn, burn, like a good soul,
Burn in the dark - and there you peace ...

Nikolay Rubtsov

Peter 15.01.2011 00:49

What beautiful poems, Thank you

tchaika, heart!

tchaika 15.01.2011 14:28

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Here is an example of another attitude to life, to people with money from the "Odyssey" of Homer (remember, a poem written in the VIII. BC about events that occurred in the XII century. BC):

"... Arrived in Egypt when Phoenician cunning and deceitful,
Dodger, of which very few people were affected.
Umnoyu speech convinced me he want with him to Phoenicia
We all went, where he and homes and wealth.
I lived there with him for a whole year.
Month, one after another flowed and the days are running away,
Year of the circle made, and once spring arrived.
In Libya, he took me on his ship seaworthy,
Inventing, if then, to help him smuggle goods,
Really are and then to get me there to sell for a huge fee.
Though I anticipated, but all are inevitably going.
Fast our ship ran under Bors beautiful and strong.
He sailed past Crete. However, Zeus conceived them perish:
After we left behind Crete and more
Could not see any land, but only the sky so the sea
Black cloud suddenly stretched molneverzhets Kronion
The ship of our hollow. And the sea grew dark beneath it.
Madly Zeus thundered and lightning thrown in our ship.
Zeus struck by lightning, the waves of our boat spun.
The air smelled sulfur. Satellites fell into the sea.
Like crows, they flock around the ship floated
In the stormy waves. Deity return them home robbed.
I also Zeus - with horror I myself am quite taken aback -
Mast of the ship blacknose great in your hands
Quickly slipped, so I could avoid misfortune again.
I clung to her, and I picked up ruining the winds.
Nine days I floated on the tenth well, black night,
In the land fesprotov I drove huge waves.
I was cordially received their king, the hero of Phaedo -
Nothing. I came upon his son, when I was on the sand,
Stiff, lying, humble fatigue death.
The arm he took me and brought up his father's house.
In the house he once gave me, and cloak and tunic to wear ... "

"People are dissimilar: the love one and others - another."
"Affairs of the wicked, but not like the blessed gods;
Kind of value they have for people, justice. "

"Gostepriimets as Zeus - the patron of visitors and worshipers.
Zeus is accompanied by a guest. And the guests are worthy of respect. "
"The memory is at all times remain with the guest
Hospitable host, he was received cordially. "

"To live a wicked man nor life should not.
Every gift from the gods, he is obliged to accept in silence. "

"... But the king protected me, trembling with anger before Kronid-
Gostepriimtsa, which severely punishes wickedness. "

tchaika 15.01.2011 17:38

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Here are some of the "Odyssey" of Homer (sorry, that remind you). After twenty years of wandering Odysseus returns to his homeland, but his house was occupied by other people who woos his wife, believing him dead, and behaving provocatively and ruin his house. Odyssey comes in the form of old beggar to his servant to find out more about what's going on. So:

"... He went up the rocky path up from the Gulf
Through the wooded mountains, there, like Athena said
Where he lived the divine swineherd, the works of Mr.
Pekshiysya a whole household, servants of Ulysses.
... "Follow me, man, come-ka under my roof, so that you yourself,
Food full of spirit and wine, and told me how
You be what you had to endure misfortune. "
In the hut there swineherd brought divine Odysseus.
Who introduced, it planted. Sketched verdant branches.
Shaggy bearded goat skin above their zastlal,
Former bed him. And the joy took Odysseus
What swineherd him so accepts, and the word he said:
"Give you Zeus and other immortal gods, master,
All you want, what took me so welcome! "
So, he answered, Evmey-swineherd, you said:
"If worse came to you who do not dare I am a wanderer,
The guest of my neglect. Of Zeus comes to us every
Wanderer and a beggar. Although I am a little give, but with love.
We, the slaves, it is impossible to do otherwise: we always
In the fear is when the owners get the power
New. The gods come back home to not judge,
Who's heart I would have loved and property would have given -
House and land, and the wishes of many a spouse,
All that a good master of his servant bestows
If he worked honestly and gods to help him.
And my business thrived under what I am.
If old is he, then many would have awarded me! ..
He, too, went the honor of defending the Agamemnon,
At Ilion mnogokonny, to fight against the Trojans ...
So he was there and died. Friends remained the same sadness
Everyone, especially me. Nowhere really have no need to
Good lord me this, where b goest I -
Even if the father and mother reappeared
In the house where I was born, where once there had been bred by them.
Even for them, I do not grieve so much, though would very much like
In his native province visited, seeing them with my own eyes.
Only one thing I miss the Odyssey here continuously.
Just to name calling, though it is not here, do not dare:
Too me he loved and my heart ached constantly.
Its nice, I always call, even though it away! "
Again, he answered, "Odysseus mnogostoyky:
"... This year, back to you the Odyssey, you'll see, come back!
At home he would come back to him and severely punished those
Who humiliates his wife and a brilliant son. "

tchaika 16.01.2011 00:11

And further, "a divine swineherd" told "the stranger" (Odyssey), its own history:

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"Since you, my guest asked, and wished to learn, then learn the same.
Joy even in suffering is, once they have passed away;
For a man who moved a lot and endured a lot.
It's there I'll tell you that he asked and want to know you.
The island is, in the name of Syria - maybe you heard? -
He is not overly populated with human beings, but is useful for life
Obese freedom for cattle, rich in grapes, wheat.
Hunger in this land will never happen ...
In the city of that and the other was the master of my parent,
Ctesias, Ormen born like an immortal god.
Somehow we landed on the Phoenicians, the people of roguish.
Many beautiful things were brought to the ship they were black.
And my father was a Phoenician in a house
Slim, a rare beauty, clever women in needlework.
Head cunning she deftly turned the Phoenicians.
Near their vehicle washed it, and a Phoenician
With her love and made friends couch. A weaker sex
My head is turning, even the most worthy of the women.
He began asking her who she is, comes from,
Immediately she pointed to our house with high roof:
- Homeland me - I can boast, - Sidon mnogomedny.
Was my father Aribant. In the great wealth he swam.
But I captured pirates tafosskie - from the field
I was then - and were brought here, and that her husband
Sold the house for me, which gave the appropriate fee.
Then she said to the man who secretly made friends with her:
- That being so, go back home with us!
House parents will be back with a high roof
As parents. They are alive and a reputation for being rich. -
The woman turned to them all over again with the response speech:
- It would be possible and that, when used, sailors have sworn you
That unscathed I will deliver you into the land of their own. -
Said so. And once they are sworn, as ordered.
After the same as all sworn an oath, and finished,
The woman turned to them all over again with the response speech:
- Well, so be quiet! Let none of your friends
Words to me did not say on the street where Mademoiselle met
Ile at the well - that no one went to the home of Mr.
And I was not told. And he suspected link
Sturdy rope me, and you prepare to perish.
Remember what I said, stop trading soon.
Well after that as commodities dip everything in your craft,
The news of this as soon as possible in my house, pass.
Gold as my arm will fall there, I'll take.
A travel fee would be willing to give something else:
At the home of a noble man walking behind him, I kid.
Clever boy. With me, he always leaves the house.
I'm on a ship to his lead, and a huge fee
You used for it were, in what used nor sold the land. -
So she said, in a beautiful palace was gone.
A whole year we were the Phoenicians, and many
Gain by selling, by the hollow ship loaded goods.
Well after that the ship for departure, they loaded up,
A woman once sent a messenger, so he advised her.
In my father's house a man came dodgy.
He has a necklace of seeds brought gold and amber.
The mother came and ran a slave and the necklace
Began to feel his hands, staring eyes, give
Price. And he at that time a slave blinked tihomolkom.
After that, mignuvshi, to his hollow ship returned.
Hand having taken me, with me she came out of the house.
Suddenly she saw the tables and goblets in the porch, where the sight of this
The guests, my father helped in the affairs, eating;
At the council meeting they are all gone and the area.
Quickly she grabbed a cup of three and, hiding in their breasts,
Made. I followed her, silly boy.
Sun, meanwhile village, and a shadow covered the road.
Released quickly from the house, we came to the beautiful harbor,
Where was the ship-speed husbands Phoenician.
They sat in his ship and sailed way wet
We captured. Accompanying them to the wind sent the Thunder.
We drove six days and nights and days continuously.
After the same as the seventh day and really added Kronion,
A woman was killed strelolyubivoy Artemis.
In the bilge water, she dived like a sea gull.
Her corpse thrown into the sea to eat seals and fish,
I was among them with great sadness in my heart.
Wind and waves, meanwhile, drove our ship to Ithaca.
There's got me buying Laertes, Odysseus parent.
So that's that this country and had me see his eyes. "
Bogorozhdenny then Odysseus swineherd answered:
"Very much, Evmey in my chest spirit disturbed you,
All gave the details of how much you suffered in spirit!
Yet you here for good and ill-gained
Zeus, for a lot of suffering, you got a home to good-
The husband who you and food and drink supplies
In full abundance. You live a good life ... "

"I got up early. Odysseus is with such gods swineherd
Breakfast is ready early in the morning, the fire kindled ..."

http://www.lib.ru/POEEAST/GOMER/gomer02.txt (Homer, The Odyssey. "Song of fifteen)

tchaika 18.01.2011 20:06

And here is a parable about friendship and honesty:

"In ancient Greece, there lived two other Dionysius and Evandr. Once Dionysus had been arrested. He owed the ruler of the city Tuliyu large sum of money, but he had nothing to give.
Then Dionysius was sentenced to death. He was very sad, because at home he left his family - his wife and child.
He asked Tulia, that he let him leave with his family. And in custody until his friend sit Evandr. Thulium laughed at such a ridiculous ploy, but dismissed the debtor:
- Look, if you do not come back, we will hang Evandra instead of you!
Dionysius sad left. Already come, but he never returned. Evandra led to his execution. And through the crowd broke through Dionysius:
- Sorry, dear, I hesitated a bit. How nice that I could!
The governor of Thulium was very surprised:
- I will reward you for your honesty! I will grant you your life. And let me be your friend. "

"The wisdom than gold, but honesty, fairness and dignity is more important than all wisdom" - Absheron.

tchaika 19.01.2011 11:42

Philosophical poetry

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Year after year, is carried away for ever,
Peace wafted senile like -
At the deathbed of a man goes out
In the rays of contentment and full of glory!
In addition, and went! Passions of the soul
Afraid he is a violent hangover.
- My case awfully good! -
Overlooking the proud boast of fun.
Last day for ever blowin ...
He sheds tears, it requires participation,
But later realized an important person
That created a false image of the life of happiness!
The value of tears, which would later leak
Do not pass - close to his grave,
And the greater the vindictive speech
Which the soul began ...
Once over it, ugasnuvshim ever,
Praise and sorrow voice heard -
"He died as a miserable man!" -
I thought, and suddenly became agitated:
We all walk the same road -
So I thought - one we have a beginning,
One end. One of Earth's beauty
In our worship of saints was made!
Why should someone clever and witty -
Excuse me - like a beast in the hours of hunting,
So looking to the ones his worries,
That it pushes the brothers and sisters!

Let the soul of my life is!
- To lead us on a mind need it!
- That we were not as cold as ice
Living soul let common sense is!
In the soul of fire - and will, and love! -
And the miserable man who chases these passions,
To be proud to live, nahmurivaya eyebrow
In the rays of contentment and full of power!
- As in broad daylight, wandering and circling,
You did not say about the mind never!
- Connect, mind and soul
Grant us the light of life - mind!

When something terrible will be the night,
And meet me angry and sad
Such a storm zasvischet that could not stand,
What will become of the white light is not visible!
But I'm going! I know in advance
That he was happy that, albeit with his feet, knocks,
Who all will pass, when the soul is,
And greater happiness in life does not happen!
To re alien force, trembling,
All perished in the fight and did not woke up,
So that in the hour of death, mind and soul
How this time, smiled at each other ...

Nikolay Rubtsov


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