From prosodical at radio984.gr Sun Jan 10 08:33:54 2010 From: prosodical at radio984.gr (Leukuma) Date: Sun, 10 Jan 2010 14:33:54 +0100 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] one of My comma Message-ID: <4B49D4B3.4030801@radio984.gr> Ithin me. Draw me nearer unto the river that is life indeed, for my soul burneth with thirst in its ceaseless search after Thee. My sighs, O my God, proclaim the bitterness of mine anguish, and the tears I shed attest my love for Thee. I beseech Thee, by the praise wherewith Thou praisest Thyself and the glory wherewith Thou glorifiest Thine own Essence, to grant that we may be numbered among them that have recognized Thee and acknowledged Thy sovereignty in Thy days. Help us then to quaff, O my God, from the fingers of mercy the living waters of Thy loving-kindness, that we may utterly forget all else except Thee, and be occupied only with Thy Self. Powerful art Thou to do what Thou willest. No God is there beside Thee, the Mighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting. Glorified be Thy name, O Thou Who art the King of all Kings! --Baha'u'llah "Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee..." Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee thanks that Thou hast made known unto me Him Who is the Dayspring of Thy mercy, and the Dawning-Place of Thy grace, and the Repository of Thy Cause. I beseech Thee by Thy Name, through which the faces of them that are nigh unto Thee have turned white, and the hearts of such as are devoted to Thee have winged their flight towards Thee, to grant that I may, at all times and under all conditions, lay hold on Thy cord, and be rid of all attachment to anyone except Thee, and may keep mine eyes directed towards the horizon of Thy Revelation, and may carry out what Thou hast prescribed unto me in Thy Tablets. Attire, O my Lord, both my inner and outer being with the raiment of Thy favors and Thy loving-kindness. Keep me safe, t -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: agglutinates.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 15932 bytes Desc: not available URL: From nutshell at bananot.co.il Mon Jan 11 07:21:51 2010 From: nutshell at bananot.co.il (Witosky) Date: Mon, 11 Jan 2010 20:21:51 +0800 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Ome nasty scrapes together, and done things that don' Message-ID: <4B4B14F7.1070709@bananot.co.il> Ric fans buzzed everywhere, and perspiring in utter indolence beneath the awnings, one thought in sympathy of those damned souls below, in the hell of the stoke-hole. At luncheon Liane Delorme appeared in a summery toilette that would have made its mark on the beach of Deauville. Voluntary or enforced, her period of retreat had done her good. Making every allowance for the aid of art, the woman looked years younger than when Lanyard had last seen her. Nobody would ever have believed her a day older than twenty-five, no one, that is to say, who had not watched youth ebb from her face and leave it grey and waste with premature winter, as Lanyard had that morning when he told her of the death of de Lorgnes in the restaurant of the Buttes Montmartre. Liane herself had long since put quite out of mind that mauvais quart d'heure. Her present serenity was as flawless as the sea's, though, unlike the sea, she sparkled. She was as gay as any school-girl--though any school-girl guilty, or even capable, of a scintilla of the amusing impropriety of her badinage would have merited and won instant expulsion. She inaugurated without any delay a campaign of conquest extremely diverting to observe. To Lanyard it seemed that her methods were crude and obvious eno -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: pagefuls.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 17391 bytes Desc: not available URL: From hummable at thwack.com Thu Jan 14 06:24:48 2010 From: hummable at thwack.com (Bethell) Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2010 09:24:48 -0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Aded, how the increasing thickness Message-ID: <4B4EFC5E.8070208@thwack.com> Ward to its culmination. It would seem as if, under the menace of the barbarians, the mind had set for its goal the development of ideas embryonic in earlier work, formulating them in haste and arresting them finally in perfect yet sad images, in which the heights attained were haunted by the shadow of impending ruin. [Illustration: PLATE XI. LANDSCAPE BY MA LIN Sung Period. Collection of R. Petrucci.] The dynasty opened with a classical reaction against new ideas and witnessed a return to Confucian philosophy, with its conception of the State. But centuries of history had not rolled by without effect. In the tenth and eleventh centuries the ancient writings were no longer understood with their original meaning. A whole series of philosophers, of whom the last is Chu Hsi (thirteenth century), had formulated a composite doctrine resulting in what might be called an official philosophy, which has dominated to the present day. Some bold spirits, however, opposed this reactionary codification, struggling in vain to give a -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: beame.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 15976 bytes Desc: not available URL: From prosodical at radio984.gr Sun Jan 10 13:33:54 2010 From: prosodical at radio984.gr (Leukuma) Date: Sun, 10 Jan 2010 14:33:54 +0100 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] one of My comma Message-ID: <4B49D4B3.4030801@radio984.gr> Ithin me. Draw me nearer unto the river that is life indeed, for my soul burneth with thirst in its ceaseless search after Thee. My sighs, O my God, proclaim the bitterness of mine anguish, and the tears I shed attest my love for Thee. I beseech Thee, by the praise wherewith Thou praisest Thyself and the glory wherewith Thou glorifiest Thine own Essence, to grant that we may be numbered among them that have recognized Thee and acknowledged Thy sovereignty in Thy days. Help us then to quaff, O my God, from the fingers of mercy the living waters of Thy loving-kindness, that we may utterly forget all else except Thee, and be occupied only with Thy Self. Powerful art Thou to do what Thou willest. No God is there beside Thee, the Mighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting. Glorified be Thy name, O Thou Who art the King of all Kings! --Baha'u'llah "Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee..." Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee thanks that Thou hast made known unto me Him Who is the Dayspring of Thy mercy, and the Dawning-Place of Thy grace, and the Repository of Thy Cause. I beseech Thee by Thy Name, through which the faces of them that are nigh unto Thee have turned white, and the hearts of such as are devoted to Thee have winged their flight towards Thee, to grant that I may, at all times and under all conditions, lay hold on Thy cord, and be rid of all attachment to anyone except Thee, and may keep mine eyes directed towards the horizon of Thy Revelation, and may carry out what Thou hast prescribed unto me in Thy Tablets. Attire, O my Lord, both my inner and outer being with the raiment of Thy favors and Thy loving-kindness. Keep me safe, t -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: agglutinates.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 15932 bytes Desc: not available URL: From nutshell at bananot.co.il Mon Jan 11 12:21:51 2010 From: nutshell at bananot.co.il (Witosky) Date: Mon, 11 Jan 2010 20:21:51 +0800 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Ome nasty scrapes together, and done things that don' Message-ID: <4B4B14F7.1070709@bananot.co.il> Ric fans buzzed everywhere, and perspiring in utter indolence beneath the awnings, one thought in sympathy of those damned souls below, in the hell of the stoke-hole. At luncheon Liane Delorme appeared in a summery toilette that would have made its mark on the beach of Deauville. Voluntary or enforced, her period of retreat had done her good. Making every allowance for the aid of art, the woman looked years younger than when Lanyard had last seen her. Nobody would ever have believed her a day older than twenty-five, no one, that is to say, who had not watched youth ebb from her face and leave it grey and waste with premature winter, as Lanyard had that morning when he told her of the death of de Lorgnes in the restaurant of the Buttes Montmartre. Liane herself had long since put quite out of mind that mauvais quart d'heure. Her present serenity was as flawless as the sea's, though, unlike the sea, she sparkled. She was as gay as any school-girl--though any school-girl guilty, or even capable, of a scintilla of the amusing impropriety of her badinage would have merited and won instant expulsion. She inaugurated without any delay a campaign of conquest extremely diverting to observe. To Lanyard it seemed that her methods were crude and obvious eno -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: pagefuls.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 17391 bytes Desc: not available URL: From hummable at thwack.com Thu Jan 14 11:24:48 2010 From: hummable at thwack.com (Bethell) Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2010 09:24:48 -0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Aded, how the increasing thickness Message-ID: <4B4EFC5E.8070208@thwack.com> Ward to its culmination. It would seem as if, under the menace of the barbarians, the mind had set for its goal the development of ideas embryonic in earlier work, formulating them in haste and arresting them finally in perfect yet sad images, in which the heights attained were haunted by the shadow of impending ruin. [Illustration: PLATE XI. LANDSCAPE BY MA LIN Sung Period. Collection of R. Petrucci.] The dynasty opened with a classical reaction against new ideas and witnessed a return to Confucian philosophy, with its conception of the State. But centuries of history had not rolled by without effect. In the tenth and eleventh centuries the ancient writings were no longer understood with their original meaning. A whole series of philosophers, of whom the last is Chu Hsi (thirteenth century), had formulated a composite doctrine resulting in what might be called an official philosophy, which has dominated to the present day. Some bold spirits, however, opposed this reactionary codification, struggling in vain to give a -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: beame.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 15976 bytes Desc: not available URL: