Barnabas İncili’nin akibeti nereye varacak?
Barnabas İncili’nin akibeti nereye varacak?
1983 Kışında, Şırnak'ın Uludere kazasına bağlı "Kela Memo" mevkiinde av köpekleriyle avlanmaya çıkan Timurhan Ağa ve adamları bir ara köpeklerini kaybederler. Köpeklerinin yeraltı gibi bir yerden seslerini işitirler. Mağara gibi bir yerden girdiklerinde aşağıya doğru yol olduğunu
First of all, I don't get angry at anyone for no reason or want to break their heart because, as my grandmother said, breaking a heart is like destroying the most sacred place. Unfortunately or fortunately, I do not know the feeling of hate because I have loved all my life, but I did not hate anyone who made me angry and harmed us. I always
Sacred and Terrible Smell
What was that sacred and terrible, elusive smell in the air this time? My name is Ambrosius Saint-Miro, the locals call me “Ambrosius Pyhä-Mirä” and in Graad they call me “Svjata-Mira”. “Diduska?” they ask, their eyes wide with affection, but I answer them: “No. I am not your diduska.” I am Ambrosius Santa-Mira from Mesque, Ambrosio Hagiamira, I
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A new way of praying with digital Jesus Wilbur Mercer
Rick thought, My god; there’s something worse about my situation than his. Mercer doesn’t have to do anything alien to him. He suffers but at least he isn’t required to violate his own identity.
Bending, he gently removed his wife’s fingers from the twin handles. He then himself took her place. For the first time in weeks. An impulse: he hadn’t planned it; all at once it had happened.
A landscape of weeds confronted him, a desolation. The air smelled of harsh blossoms; this was the desert, and there was no rain.
A man stood before him, a sorrowful light in his weary, pain-drenched eyes.
“Mercer,” Rick said.
“I am your friend,” the old man said. “But you must go on as if I did not exist. Can you understand that?” He spread empty hands.
“No,” Rick said. “I can’t understand that. I need help.”
“How can I save you,” the old man said, “if I can’t save myself?” He smiled. “Don’t you see? There is no salvation.”
“Then what’s this for?” Rick demanded. “What are you for?”
“To show you,” Wilbur Mercer said, “that you aren’t alone. I am here with you and always will be. Go and do your task, even though you know it’s wrong.”
“Why?” Rick said. “Why should I do it? I’ll quit my job and emigrate.”
The old man said, “You will be required to do wrong no matter where you go. It is the basic condition of life, to be required to violate your own identity. At some time, every creature which lives must do so. It is the ultimate shadow, the defeat of creation; this is the curse at work, the curse that feeds on all life. Everywhere in the universe.”
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Dear NASA
How are you? We OK! But have a problem. We have a big problem. We have a very very big problem. Me and Leyla (she is my girl love) we can not come together. No together. So, impossible love. Love story. Giant's love. Like Shrek. Do you know Shrek? Anyway, if Leyla and I can together, it will be the end of World. I can hear that you say "oh my god!" We are the main causes of natural disasters. Ups! Sorry :(
But mukadderat (I can not translate it) I think that you have to help us. And if you save us, you save the World. Yes, it's weird. We want to buy spaceship from you. Leyla and I go to another planet by this spaceship. We will be happy there. If we have a child we will give your name to him or her: NASA! You happy? This spaceship is our bridge car. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
And İsmail abi says that you don't work hard. Because sıyırırsın.
Best regards.
Mecnun Ç. and İsmail A.
THE RAVEN - Edgar Allan Poe
ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“ ’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly
"In North Korea, the only kind of 'love' you can describe is for the Leader. We had heard the 'love' word used in different ways in smuggled TV shows and movies, but there was no way to apply it in daily life in North Korea - not with your family, friends, husband, or wife. But in South Korea there were so many different ways of exoressing love - for your parents, friends, nature, God, animals, and, of course, your lover."
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[Lafayette Young]
December 1, 1970
[...] nobody understands an alcoholic... I started drinking young... at 16 and 17, and the next morning I’d always get it—those looks, that hatred. of course, my parents hated me anyhow. But I remember saying to them one morning: “Christ, so I got drunk... You people treat me like a murderer...” “That’s it! That’s it!” they said, “what you’ve done is worse than murder!” they meant it. well, what they meant was that I was socially disgracing them in front of the neighbors, and there might be an excuse for murder, but for drinking... never, by god, no! They must have meant it, because when the war came on, they urged me to join the murder... it was socially acceptable.
