Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Jade Plant Purple Leaves

Miranda. Community astra

Quite often, reading the various texts okołoutopijne, I have a big problem deciding on this, to which genologicznej pigeonhole a particular title to move - hence probably my little sympathy for the appellants, in fact, terms such as "okołoutopijne " , " okołodystopijne " , " quasi-fantastic " etc. When Miranda Anthony Lange of 1924 I opened a drawer in the head, however, from the outset: Miranda a utopia because without doubt, but there is no popular technological utopia, feminist or Organic; Miranda is the only Polish (or at least the only one with whom I had the opportunity yet to deal with) utopia esoteric! I must admit that the occult in any form is not a field that could ever be interested in and where I could have (perhaps wrongly, do not judge me) the relationship other than the full distance of amusement, however - perhaps because of this very exotic esoteric - with interest read this written before almost a hundred years ago, quite niepokaźnych sized book.

Miranda is simply ideal realization of a utopian scheme. We therefore there isolated from the world of the island, on which way better than the ordinary societies people live much better than ordinary mortals. In Miranda latter aspect is wyrazistszy than earlier utopias - those islanders are wspanialsi from the common man not only morally, in a sense, they are at a higher level of evolution. Clearly arises from the association here Wellsowskimi People like gods of 1923, where the characters go to an alternative world where people are ahead in the development of thousands of years of its guests. Island in the book, Lange - interestingly - this place, which he described in Sun City Tomasso Campanella: the city, which hit the hero, John elevated ( nota bene : cute name), a City of the Sun, after many, many years. Society is under the direction of three ministries: Love, Wisdom and Power. More important than these is only one man: the wise Metaphysics. Traditionally: the state government decides on development, training and education of children and young people, and when you get older - to assign them to a partner or partners. But as it happens in utopias - and what must admit, I like them the most - even in this world appear superidealnym niedobrzy dissenters, who have the audacity to disagree with the views wpajanymi them from birth. And you are so disagree.

Jan elevated even in Europe, at the beginning of the war zwieruchy (I mean big war, the story begins in 1915), was interested in the occult. He participated in the secret sessions " psychic " , during which the medium - woman, Miranda title - transformed his human form in astral form (and here comes my lack of occult training - in the tooth do not know what it is with stars common): a much more beautiful than mere corporeal shell. What was the surprise hero and joy when, after arriving in a town on the island, it turned out that all the adults in the Astral - that is, in some sense superhuman: sweeping the air at will, gifted with sight and hearing far beyond the capabilities of human pożywiający up specifically for this purpose the prepared tablets. Unlike the Europeans are making similar attempts, they led by a substance called " nirwidium " to crystallize his astral form, which then no longer dematerializowała. All the boys and eighteen All fifteen girls had to undergo a special rite to call and crystallize his astral form and get rid of - thus, of course - all sorts of inappropriate land instincts and vices.

Nobody in this society a sentence of one not ask , individuals resistant isolates from the healthy social fabric. Overt rebels fought with, however, is very beautiful, it must be admitted, because through the exchange of arguments in the open discourse: it is essentially a behavior so wonderfully correct that actually - completely utopian.

Well, as you can see, I can not get rid of the slightly patronizing tone. Fortunately, I did not, neither does not oblige me, no institution to pursue scientific ethos, or for forced pseudoobiektywizm distance and nobody did not pay. So, back to Miranda : like a terribly annoying is the climate of the Young Poland movement of rotating tables, but they probably never cease to fascinate me, the diversity of ideas on the perfect worlds. Therefore, I am pleased that and he knew.

not recommend Miranda all, I would recommend Miranda enthusiasts. Passionate Young Polish literature, a passion psychic seances - whatever they may be - and, of course, a passion utopia. Let everyone else can forgive yourself.

Author: Antoni Lange
Title: Miranda
Year: 1984
ISBN: 9788320203301
Publisher: Oxford University Press Unions
Number of pages: 112
Size 12.5 x 19.5

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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Cervical Mucus 3 Week Pregnancy

Nice Noise review on terapija.net

THIRD I: Nice Noise (Raw Ambient Pieces) (Nihilthrone, 2011)
imagination of abstraction and reality. Imagination works 100%. Another candidate for best album of the year, at least in the primeval experimental fahu.
A good part of it as Throbbing Gristle made during his najznamenitijeg period since 1976. to 1981., I presented the Third in this half hour. Genesis P-Orridgea and Peter Christopherson then really was not easy to understand, especially when they knew saw some concerts per hour with an ad hoc topics, but today this kind of music has itekakve purposes. Third I have not made one half-hour composition, but 11 of them, but it all boils down to common sculpture excellent conceptual unified under the name 'beautiful noise (raw ambient pieces). "
highlight of the album are the last two themes, "Cities in Desolation Part I", and "Cities in Desolation Part II" at 7 minutes long compositions that evoke the apocalyptic landscape, the desolation of the towns where there is not a living soul. Just hit themes victim settlements in Japan after the earthquake and tsunami that has befallen the nuclear disaster, although they were not intended as a tragic epitaph, but the coincidence coincided with the period in which they are declared.
Otherwise, all the music and sounds on this album are in the abstract linking of reality and imagination through the concept of subjective perception. Third I do not go into banality and prevarication, but given their different artistic vision, for someone might be innocent and preoccupations, but as such they show a remarkable creative achievements in the rank of the psychedelic, real and unreal. Imagination is the 'essence' that is essential in this case and not based on dryness, but in a clean artistic reasoning. With time the Third and reaffirmed their high criteria separating from all those 'bad' music, which is not clear why the bad (bad from the Blue Orchestra, ha-ha-ha).
I know that people do not get it this kind of music, ranging from T. Gristle and Coil, and that they do not understand why it is there because they believe that what they think, but I really have a Third 'third eye' which is not a mysterious cult but a collection of top artistic achievements.
listen and appreciate.
rating albums [1-10]: 10
horvi / / 19/04/2011

Monday, April 18, 2011

Referral For Real Estate Letter

Margaret Szpakowska: Stanislaw Ignacy Witkiewicz's worldview. Catastrophism (excerpts)

Witkacy Portrait officer
Playing with fire is nice for the first burns. Witkiewicz was able to (...) to capture a significant tendency of intelligence to the responsible use too radical or revolutionary phraseology. So much is equity in reprymendzie given by Athanasius Sajetana Tempe, the future dictator of the State niwelistycznego "Lubiłbyś the revolution of the box to look like the ground floor show - even better, to make it uinscenizowane by these new quasi-public artists who have everything they want to do pseudoartystyczną crib: the rally, meeting, with street shootings, even the work itself. Idiocy of this idea jumps into your eyes - and yet some serious people still wonder about the possibility that "(PJ 157). For thrill-seeking is - after all - fun. Revolution and is a matter quite seriously.

inauthenticity is accompanied by a completely authentic heroes of the tragedy of accidents, a continuous string of violent social upheaval, coups, military and puczów popular revolts, in conjunction with the antics and kabotyństwem Witkiewicz a picture of history turns out to be pure macabre. The dramatic explosions, short-term stabilization, acts of terror, the constant turmoil of the masses - all these convulsions a disintegrating culture are the subject of interest of the Crown and the narrative fabric of literary works most famous.

In Farewell to Autumn make a turn: General Bruizora coup, coup carried out by the Socialist-chłopomanów and niwelistyczna revolution Sajetana Tempe. The Shoemakers coup Sajetana Tempe (another) coup faszyzujący Jozek Tempe and the rise of Gnębona Puczymordy. The only exit wield power after the triumphant victory of the revolution PPL Gnębonem Puczymordą (again, probably different from that of the Shoemakers ) at the helm, at the same time, however, there are two warring parties notoriously emzetfetystów and deteków, how they are fighting over - unfortunately known, because the continuation Witkiewicz's novel is not written. In Insatiability sovereign Syndicate National Salvation, and an unofficial dictatorship - General Sloboluchowicz, provocative novel, in the course of the coup, this struggle for political power so much it is irrelevant that in the end we all die as a result of external invasion. In Maciej Korbowa and Bellatrix game takes place between the parties, trade unionists and Centralists; in ONYCH League comes to power, the Absolute automatism, in Mother and Water Hen end are massive riots ; minor coups and political assassinations are not worth even enumerate. There is also no reason to as it's traced back to a litany of policy, even if it were possible to establish the chronology of events, there is little that could have arisen from this. Simply collapsing world culture for centuries formed and, consequently, its distribution has continued without interruption, "the chronic, dull as chronic tuberkuliczne peritonitis, continuous social revolution" (PJ 215.)

sophisticated ataxia following after a succession of explosions is not at all a matter of accidental. On the contrary, absurdity, confusion, lack of governance have been highlighted here on purpose, Witkiewicz did everything possible to cast our eyes. To this end, it seems, used the same names for different types of leaders of the revolution: that in order to emphasize the chaos. His position can be explained in two ways. First, emotionally: zrozpaczonemu hard to believe that what is the source of his sufferings, is in reality a deep, hidden meaning, providing a history of anguish is willing to consider as fundamentally absurd, rather than enforcing some hidden outside the "cunning of reason." Coming to terms with reality, the award because of history - would be apostasy, an act of resignation from the date values. But this translation is not the only ones. Witkiewicz had - on the basis of his theory of culture - quite reasonable to suppose that in cases where birth and watching the further development provided, no order should not be inferred. As long as the story was a work of outstanding and intelligent individuals, pursuing through it one way or another your goals - you could see in her order, since then, however, when the engines of historical changes took crazy crowds - in the course of events had also lost all rationality. (...)

for the coming revolt of the crowds [Witkiewicz] looked at from the perspective of his characters - "former people", the identity with which in the end poczuwał himself, and for whom the revolution was synonymous with the ultimate end their world, their class and their culture. The only good side of the revolution could be the aspect of spectacular. One could hope that for a while it is able to provide such experiences which break the boredom hopeless pursuit of unreachable values, the one who is directly threatened, usually under the influence begins to notice some fear, the sense in her, no matter how empty and barren and life. So Witkiewiczowscy heroes often express the desire that this, finally approaching the end was inevitable, hence the desire for a disaster in the previously cited Bazakbala expression.

Quickly, however, turned out to be generally that the expected strong impression had by no means waking metaphysical experiences. The secret revelation of Being is not born under the influence of panic. Witkacy Insatiability writes: "It's difficult to find such an abstract, metaphysical element in the roaring jedenastocalowych howitzer battery. The real cause of its survival, rather revolution, acting in immediate danger, it is not able to provide disinterested in contact with the absolute "(N2: 222). For that very reason revolution - contrary to the hopes - can not make real art. Firstly, because no one works in a paroxysm of fear or under the influence of terror, and secondly - it is too massive, too mundane, too crowded animal element. It is after all the work the crowd. In Farewell to Autumn Bazakbal says: "Maybe a few Russians in the background of their revolution has created something almost new - there is in Russia, the material is no longer content rhymed, propaganda leaflets - healed with the form, which is like a living germ layers broke the old złożysk" (PJ: 158).

Artistic Revolution infertility is not the most dangerous. From the viewpoint of "former people" - except the constant personal danger, of course - the revolution reveals the characteristic of much potworniejszą. Shock, revolutions, terror and horror nothing can not change, and the sensitivity to them quickly waning. The revolution turns out to be just boring.

Revolutions in Witkiewicz's dramas and novels are presented, moreover, very uniformly. It is significant here is that most simply take place behind the scenes, are something entirely external to make up the campaign events, they are blank, featureless force, a sort of cosmic catastrophe. So are shown very sparingly - as the sound of gunfire, as the noise and screams from the street - mostly in the lounge, which gathered the heroes. Because the characters are rarely Witkiewicz revolutionaries, but if they have it would happen - either provocateurs or thirsty thrill, "former people" social position does their participation in the revolution is not predestined, but the author also focuses attention on the other, nierewolucyjnej side of their personality.

revolution for them is always a kind of anticipated, and indeed boring spectacle, and writer, and those to which he returns, they are only spectators of the spectacle, in a literary work is reproduced Witkiewicz what he repeatedly spoke of himself - that the revolution in Russia looked like a box (ND: 264). Yes, and now tells his readers to look: with chic cafes in the city "in Maciej Korbowa and Bellatrix, in the living room in the Palace Nevermore Water Hen, with resort villa in Farewell to Autumn. This choice is not the point of view, of course, without consequences for the same image: the living room through the window he sees only the "rabble" and senses of his cruelty and no one sees but neither the causes nor the internal organization of the armed flowing through the street crowds. It goes beyond the possibilities of understanding the resources available, "there were people, even when they are entangled in the course of events. Korbowski the Water Hen says, for example: "Let's go to the street. I like the atmosphere of upheaval. Nothing more fun, like swimming in a black sea of \u200b\u200bfrenzied mob "(D2: 61). Someone somewhere is fighting, someone builds a barricade, storming the prison, did not really know who or why, just know that this is a dangerous one. The crowd is cruel. Usually wants to kill someone or destroy something on fire. The butler announces in Maciej Korbowa : "Your Excellency - people are at the gate. Some of them want to blow up everything - others say they can not because [it] is a museum "(D1: 190). The crowd in Anonymous Work demands the death of leaders: "At the lighthouse! Hang! Hang! Hang both! At the lighthouse the entire government! Down with the priests! At the lighthouse Giers "(D2: 127). Workers at the Mother make the person of Leon "little lynching in the name of democracy collapses" (D2: 448). It is not even important, what it zrewoltowanym masses, is only known that after the victory prove to be cruel.

Some elements of this image Witkiewicz able to draw from his own observations: the sound of machine guns, six Sailors from Maciej Korbowa , maybe the scene in the courtyard of the prison in Anonymous Work . However, worker-revolutionary, not one of the crowd and not "be a man", but an independent literary figure, appears in his work probably only once. It Puzyrkiewicz Oleander, holding a bomb Scary Hyperworkoid of Shoemakers . Witkacy this figure actually built with only three elements. The first of them - a sense of injustice, but, importantly, personal injury: a memory torture and fourteen years in prison. -Mockingly cruel manipulation of the bomb, and indirectly the whole revolution are thus also a kind of personal revenge. The second component - a rhetorical tendency, because although all the characters Witkiewicz characterized them, but in the scene with Hyperworkoid is highlighted by the words of another character (Gnębon Puczymorda asks in despair: "Can not you even a moment to do without the lecture?" (D2: 580) and recorded in the stage directions by the appearance of the plate with the word "boredom." Finally, the third element - a relationship Hyperworkoid with those who actually govern on his behalf: devoid of any unusual banal bureaucrats, Companions of the X and Abramowskim. Continued Shoemakers was written before: the last part Farewell to Autumn.
In Farewell to Autumn said that the revolution "has become for some a mere pretext to end unnecessary to themselves and to anyone, but similar waste, of life" (PJ 215) . It is called the revolution "fun for the bored, barren waste latter category "(cf. PJ: 215). Permanence of bloody coups or directly applied terror are not able to restore the metaphysical feelings. Also turns out to be impotent in this respect, another form of power revolting masses: a dull and soulless bureaucracy. With such a bureaucracy is met Athanasius Bazakbal when full of good will return to the country where the party took power in the meantime niwelistyczna. Already on the way, writes Witkiewicz - "(...) he was amazed by almost crystalline order zrewolucjonizowanych Germany: work, work and work, angry, bitter, inevitable as the fire well-adjusted artillery battery. Wandering the empty museum Athanasius looked sadly on the works of old masters - it was a grave, life is full of former building, in such recent times, when the painting was still alive. Today, contact between what was and was interrupted by reality - images of withered flowers, even though as physical objects remained the same as before - they were no longer needed anyone "(PJ 407).

collapse of art, its utter unsuitability of the new world, accounted for only foretaste of what the new society could be expected. Further observations made by Athanasius, is even more depressing: "Some new people issuing out of the abyss in which they were hiding. But their faces were rather frightened of what was happening. There was none of that mood is not suspended like a rush, that feeling was there, a few kilometers, the border station - obtuseness, suppression, disbelief and fear - this was the general atmosphere, which felt at once " (PJ: 408).

" paid for all the three classes of the same, but the right to comfort was proportional to the quality of the carrying out of functions (...). At the station, tortured him, even though passports Tempego, unheard paperwork (on the border it was a folly in comparison with that). Finally, bear a terrible amount of securities went into the street " (PJ: 409). "Everywhere cards, signatures, stamps, photographs, inspection, and testing ględzenia. Pettiness of it all frightened Athanasius straight. He ate it for some paper and had to make so-called "statement of work" without this nothing - die of hunger. (...) What I saw was a little new, but so hopelessly dull, that at times seized with despair, and began to regret that he did not eat a tiger in the jungle ceylońskiej " (PJ 411). "He got cards for food, clothing, shoes and flat - at some robotnicznej family, district IV-s, Street Shabbat, an hour away from the office. He was stunned. And these faces, these faces, which he saw everywhere. "God! so is it will look like my action a social " - thought with despair " (PJ: 412-413).

similar picture of bureaucratic rule also appears in the output only where the omnipotence of the PPL is a guarantee of stability and stabilization of the totalitarian state. In leaving only also clearly than in the previous Farewell to Autumn , shown was the primacy of the state organization over the individual: in the novel later mass, crowd, people just - in nearly all disappear, and at the forefront of their branch is extended Institutional: " Somewhere in the distance shot - again, began to storm the emzetfetyści deteków arsenal. Nothing is - PPL is an institution absolutely necessary in every regime, Pe-Zet-Pepu not break anything. It saw no such fight, and reversed: statehood as such, brought to the summit, as a necessary function at the camera every social system (of course samorządzącej syndicalism in the sense of the organization of the workers was excluded), and vigorous intellectual development of all officers [...] - these were two lines of the guidelines of the demoniac, indeed, the institution '(JW: 64).

" The workers were good - wanted nothing more. Everyone had a house and garden, culture has a slightly withdrawn - drobnorolnictwo was a great counterbalance for industrialization. Really it was good, despite some technical primitive life, but why? Because capital as such, a private, completely taken by the throat. Ruled PPL - is the secret of everything " (JW: 101 - 102) . " Already many a prophet, what he wanted to save the rest of the people, from the idiotic samoomamienia serene, which represented the students-grandchildren Leon Chwistek, hung Citadel [...]. Someone ruled all of this for sure, but a mysterious ghost perhaps, because on the outside but with some lackeys, coarse gold and szamerowanych, there was not anyone " (JW: 126 - 127) .

In such a society, completely bureaucratized, zuniformizowanym and institutionalized, metaphysical experiences are, of course, even harder than that achievable in a world of decaying bourgeois culture in decline, which, however, some enclaves in the universal boredom and unsaturation gave sometimes find.

social upheaval is presented as dangerous not only for those who are its subject, or for those who are thrown overboard; also its most active participants in the revolution is not a metaphysical experience can provide. Indeed revolutions taking place either by a spontaneous outburst of the masses - they are so animal supremacy of the element, by definition metaphysical foreign states, or - more often - are the work of the representatives of the former ex-people
" , vainly seeking liberation from boredom in staged its bloody fun. This last topic is worth attention, because corresponds well with the views cited here for the philosophers, who study the phenomena of mass, the the role of agitators in the social upheavals. Well, the organizers and initiators of the revolution are not generally considered representatives of the crowd, but members of the elite, with these or other reasons for acting against its interests. Such a view is understandable, since the crowd is attributed to a factor only destructive, eo ipso precluding his organizational skills. That is at Le Bon, so it is in Gumplowicza and Kochanowski, so it is also - though not always - with the famous.

His revolutionary leaders, moreover, do not derive from the revolutions organized by them no real advantage: their hunger and boredom by the coup are not at all scattered, at most, lose the rest of his view of social illusions of what their activities are led. There are indeed - even for the mere fact of punching above mediocrity - a very dangerous situation. Instructive in this respect may be an example Sajetana Tempe, Shoemakers. As the leader of the revolution is achieved, it is true power, but is then overthrown by his own associates ["Not even you can not talk, as spaces. Discredits ino
revolution " (D2: 570) - says one of the Apprentices] and murdered, but also because the crowd needed some mythology, the same cynical Journeymen create it on the hero of the revolution, the flagship character of the new system .

You could be the next leader of the living, for you have wyprztykał prematurely by those damned papyri and Speak no neuter measure, it will be a sacred mummy, but the dead, cat! We then these remnants your zeskamotujemy forces and create a myth about you [...]
(D2: 571) - say Journeymen, and the echoes Hyperworkoid, indicating a freshly murdered corpse Sajetana as the "Great Holy recent revolution of the world, who gave us the way to the Supreme Law" (D2: 580) .

Witkiewiczowska revolution creates, moreover field action not only for the ideologues, but also for ordinary szalbieczy and bastards. All this, however, is devoid of significance. The course of the revolution or upheaval may be more or less bloody, or nuisance, the final result is always the same. Was the revolution described by Witkiewicz have bored "People were
" , careerists or ideowcy honest, the end result turns out to be always the same society, egalitarian, homogeneous, and characterized by the predominance of the spiritual element animalnego: weight, unable to survive or to create metaphysical culture in the old sense, and occupied only satisfying their livestock, biological desires. After a wave of upheaval, relapse, recourses time, uncertain stability bestial terror and explosions, after a long series of shocks, painful for the participants, but less important for the whole process - and finally comes the finale, a nightmare prophesied by katastrofistów: undifferentiated society. That which preceded his birth, is from the perspective of this final vision without much attention. As he says in Hardonne Insatiability "because whether you win or those [...] the result will be a: happy machine " (N1: 98) . Witkiewicz thought the same thing.

future happiness of society-the machine is ensured in two ways. As reduced to a purely biological level, it frees itself forever from any kind of metaphysical yearnings, which benefit so much trouble to representatives of the former elite. Egalitarianism and ensure the proper organization and adequate basic needs of all members of society. Accomplishment will see the vision outlined by the hero's departure One :
"I will promote now my biological materialism as the only possible philosophy of the official future of humanity, which must be imagined as some kind of communist anthill, with the maximum utilization of every man according to his capacity. The one who * will fulfill these functions, which will be the most talented, will be the happiest on the ground - it will be another in a maximum intensity. And at the same psycho-physical Research Institute will determine the type and quantity of chow, a dose of sleep, reading and the type of sexual intercourse - women will be determined appropriate by the competent authority - to regulate and everything will be all right " (JW: 73) .

These words were written after the huge success - even among us - Huxley's Brave New World, which translate may, moreover, the presence of such rare elements in the work of Witkiewicz and eugenic utopias of technological, represented here by the idea of \u200b\u200binstitutional control how the physiological needs. The essence of things, however, is such and such a utopian idea, but primarily on the ground of this negative attitude towards the future, animal happiness, based on a line through these values, which were expensive Witkiewicz, to spread biological dosytu mundane.

" But the future of society, society homogeneous and mrowiskowe, in which decisions will rest in the hands of the masses, representing just animalny element in humanity - a different hierarchy of values \u200b\u200btaken into account simply can not, moreover, there is no reason for doing. Ballast for the abandoned ancient culture is not one to miss. No longer will anyone feel its absence. In Anonymous Work Lopak, the leader of one of the next upheaval, he cried out: We do not need a government of priests under the guise of democracy collapses. We will create your own true self. We will bypass without parliament, organizing labor unions real lazy. We will create paradise on earth with no leaders and no job! My! A uniform, gray, sticky, stinking, terrible mass: The existence of a new individual, in spite of all metaphysics, based on the notion of the individual and the hierarchy! There are no individuals! Down with personality! Long live the one, single WEIGHT! Hurrah! " (D2: 126).

come a paradise on earth, but for the "former people
" will not place in it. In 1893, then eight, Stanislaw Ignacy Witkiewicz wrote comedy entitled Cockroaches: appeared in her "something gray " , which "began to approach " (D1: 51-54) .

can say further that all his work consistently take the same theme: more and more new stages approaching this gray. In view of the imminent prospects for an end to the culture remains the hands down katastrofiście: kasandryczne predictions are not able to reverse the course of history, are at the most calm one's own conscience. You can bear witness to the collapse of his own world - but this decline can not resist it. You can seek refuge - but without the hope that it will be effective. You can finally pull their views final conclusions - and so did Witkiewicz, najkonsekwentniejszy of the prophets of disaster, when in September 1939, the prospect of the coming "gray
" simply changed into reality. His was a desperate gesture, he was also in a sense, heroic. If the measure of value is the price to maintain these values decide to sacrifice - Witkiewicz gave witness to the dying culture that values \u200b\u200bwere significantly important for him. Delivery of what predicted in his writings, no longer wanted to see. Since the Book of Revelation began to comply, he preferred not to wait for its end.

Probably, it was an escape. But what else is left? After all, the only alternative would be - this or that - to accept. And he wanted to avoid this, perhaps it is simply disgusted. He was already too old, too tired to once again try to mock, to turn history moves in a grotesque joke. To reiterate what the thirteen years ago, wrote in the conclusion Farewell to Autumn :
" But it is good, all is well - What? - Can not you? It is good, damn it, and who say that no, it's him in the throat! " (PJ 450).

author of the text:
Margaret Szpakowska


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Thursday, April 14, 2011

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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Does H.pylori Cause Sob

StachowiczAn: Visions of the future of the Polish interwar literature

Witkacy fairytale fantasy
As imagined future in the Second World War? Responses to this question provide forgotten science fiction novel written in the 20s and 30 Twentieth century. The extraordinary faith in progress merges with increasing concern about the fate of the world. It is worth remembering this fascinating slice of history Polish popular culture.

History of Polish literature, science fiction begins with the average reader after World War II - from the novel by Stanislaw Lem. For this reason, we vacuum the forgotten science fiction novel [1] from the interwar period. In this text I want to present the then visions of the future and wonder why no one remembers that Antoni Slonimski was not only a poet but also an author of fantasy fiction.

Determining boundaries of thematic inter-SF is a problem. By Ivor Evans accepted the assertion that science fiction deals with the "possible, though not very probable developments in science and technology never seen before, or natural phenomena" [2]. It should be noted, however, that science and natural phenomena presented in the interwar differently than today. Still alive the interest in spiritualism (contact with rotating tables mitzvah hard nosed realists Boy Zelenski Marshal Pilsudski and the same), attempts were made to study the paranormal in a scientific manner - at the University of Warsaw, held up a world congress on paranormal phenomena. Therefore, considering the interwar SF, you should also replace the tracks moving subjects relevant to today's horror literature. The most famous items of this type are books by Stefan Grabińskiego. His thrillers based on the observation of unexplained phenomena, psychological and removal of bold hypotheses designed to explain them. These hypotheses were not the only products of the imagination of the writer, but sprang from the philosophy of Bergson and William James [3]. A similar type of fiction practiced Antoni Lange Miranda where Theosophical topics linked to the reflections typical of science fiction - a reflection on the further development of science and technology. Even in so firmly embedded in the Convention SF book, as City of Light Mieczyslaw Smolarskiego, there is a place for hypnosis and contact with spirits.

One of the important issues the interwar literature
SF was the future of the world and Polish considered in conjunction with the development of technical civilization. This is the variety of fantasy going to take a closer look.

Most future-oriented topic combined with the prevailing Polish fantasy currents in world literature. There have always been a glorious relationship. Many less ambitious writers drew handfuls of both specific ideas and schemes of the whole plot [4] of the famous colleagues from abroad. Czandu Stefan Barszczewskiego is Polonised version War in space (1908) HG Wells (the same "wonderful inventions, battles, etc.) complemented by a popular motif Polish defending against the onslaught of the Asians.

While less ambitious copied, writers such as whether Slonimski Smolarski through his works, took part in the global intellectual debate on the fate of our civilization.

prose authors
SF - inclined to describe the future - feel strongly connected with the actual currents in science and tried to develop the popular theories and inventions.

worth seeing, as - according to the interwar writers - look everyday in the future. I will start with a futuristic vision of transport. Polish romanticized are not there more 'original popularizers of science. Both one and the others believed in the further development of already invented means of transport, especially cars and aircraft. Richie Calder in his book presents visions of the future well-known English scientists [5] to convince readers that a few decades (in the sixties of the twentieth century), most Londoners will travel their own airplanes or helicopters. Also in How could that be (1926) Barszczewskiego main character is the holder of superfast electric helicopter. Andrew Will the City of Light moving aircraft and spacecraft solar-powered [6]. In a similar way travel imagined Slonimski (Torpedo time). In books Smolarskiego equivalent of today's large passenger aircraft, however, forgotten today, the great airships.

presents a very interesting vision of new energy sources. Even the scientists of that time [7] quite skeptical about the possibility of obtaining energy from the atom, although the triumph shone physical theories designed to lead to the creation of the atomic bomb. SF Writers
saw the future of solar energy. She was to serve as a weapon, drive a vehicle (Smolarski), and even as an equivalent electric lighting (Winawer). Production of all goods had to be fully automated (Lange, Smolarski). An interesting proposal was Smolarskiego videophone. Anyway, this is what the writer was able to provide solutions to many of the future - the future of Warsaw was a city of such great estates. Perhaps the wave of medical research on hormones and vitamins [8], the author of the City of Light believed that in the future you will be guided by the human psyche by means of special substances harmful to health.

shocking from today's perspective may seem unconscious of the writers on the further development of weapons of mass destruction. The most powerful weapon, which the soldiers under their future, they are usually the machine sending the mysterious rays (Slonimski, Smolarski, Lange) - machines which are a kind of unimaginable power laser (Smolarski) or invisible energy emitter (Slonimski, Lange). In addition, the armies of the future were to use a much improved chemical weapons (CW gases - the biggest bugbear interwar military in the world [9]).

But it does not describe the amazing inventions, but typing in the current intellectual debate on the future of civilization is characterized by the most interesting, in my opinion, the items of the period of Polish fantasy.

In this way the invention exploit the unusual theme Bruno Winawer. In his novel Doctor Příbram description of the innovation recedes into the background, and the main theme is "reflection on modern science and its impact on cultural transformation" [10]. The invention Przybrama title, although the phase of the plans seems to be a wonderful, It went into wide use, is controversial (phosphorescent nellit never goes out, the concept of the night is passing away.) The author also notes a problem so far ignored. Although many writers have seen in people of learning for future rulers of the world, Winawer shows how scientists have embraced a passion of knowledge, moving away from the problems of ordinary people.

issue of the impact of science and technology was a very happy man considered by intellectuals between the wars. SF Writers
spoke on this topic also in the novels of a utopian (Utopias, and utopias black - antyutopiach, dystopiach), outlining where their doubts about the future. In the essay devoted to the interwar fiction Andrzej Niewiadomski [11] tries to discern the roots of this trend of thought in the twentieth century a fear of science and technology have created in the era of enlightenment. He begins with Rousseau and return to nature, to come to the conclusion that the optimistic visions of where science and progress are in themselves a source of good and happiness, and evil only comes from ignorance, is always accompanied by the fear that similar thinking is only a pipe dream , that material progress can in fact significantly ahead of the spiritual and moral development of humans. This is a fear that we will be equipped with the barbarians of the technical skills once attributed only to the gods. Worst of all, progress in science may even lead to spiritual decline, and consequently - the downfall of humanity. Niewiadomski I agree with the existence of such deep roots of intellectual debate conducted in two decades, it seems to me, however, that had the greatest influence on her subsequent times. Wymieniłbym here burnout positivist ideas, and above all the cruelty of the First World War, in which technology played a very crucial role. It has always aggravated the existing doubts. At the same time news theme lent enduring a wave of new scientific discoveries and technological inventions to help a man's life. In addition to intellectuals who believe in a utopian future - such as Lewis Mumford combining technology and humanity [12] - have grown skeptical and even katastrofiści: Spengler, Ortega y Gasset, Bierdajew and even Florian Znaniecki.

believed that in modern society already exist in the latent seeds of future decline, or even "historical cataclysm." The only way of salvation would be: rapid mobilization of humanity and an attempt to build a new culture capable of safely coexist with the developing technology. In this vein spoke Znaniecki in his Fall of Western Civilization (1921): "... civilization that threatens the destruction in the near future unless we get to the conscious and planned effort to save it" [13]. He wrote so carefully then submit a negative impact of pervasive materialism, which manifestation was, according to him, including technique. Later in the book People teraźniejsi future and civilization (1934), Znaniecki formulated prescription for the renewal of civilization. In his view, the ideal of humanity can be achieved through the development of spiritual (moral) based on appropriate education of the younger generation, not by the same scientific progress. Most

SF novel
had no intellectual ambitions, but purely for entertainment. The debate about the future of civilization zaczerpnęły they only fear of the machine as something foreign, untamed well-established after World War I, the fear of another big armed conflict. They are not earning any more reflections on the human condition (books Adamowicz Barszczewskiego, Marczynski, Niezabitowski ...). The exception were Lange, Slonimski and Smolarski.

Lange, associated more with the young Polish, Miranda published in 1924, so it can be easily incorporated into the inter-war fiction. This novel, having the nature of utopian, is a continuation of utopia, I can say classic, because the seventeenth-century: Member of the Sun (1623) Campanella. Lange begins to tell the story of a fantastic country, where it ends the Italian author and spins his story until the end of the First World War. On the occasion of the work carried out criticism of his predecessor, showing the collapse of the system proposed by him. Present Słońcogrodzian a vision for the future while the rest of humanity. Anthony Miranda Lange supports the view that technological development, without concern for the spiritual development leading to the collapse of society (and therefore falls constitution proposed by Campanella). The vision of a perfect life, according to Lange, must be based on balanced development of both these spheres. The first pillar of happiness is to achieve a higher level of human spiritual development (astral body). According to Janina Hasiec [14] can be seen as a symbolic representation of the process of human improvement through education and upbringing. Transformation in the human astral body takes when entering adulthood after leaving school. In adopting this interpretation, it can be concluded that Lange came to the same conclusions as Znaniecki in present day Humans ... The second pillar of happiness in Miranda is an extremely developed technology and science, the total domination of nature. The author believed that such a rule, when in fact advanced technologies and a deep sense of morality of people, can not cause any damage to nature. The progress of civilization and spiritual development of man only by supporting each other, guarantee, according to Lange, happiness.

Another, also interesting, the voice on the future of Western civilization took Antoni Slonimski. Its two ends of the world (1937) had been deposited in the then present. Including the discussion about What will happen at the same time the author continued his criticism of what is, which dealt with as a writer, "Literary News". His book is a grotesque dystopia which is a polemic against the other, then the loudest antyutopią
SF , Brave New world Aldous Huxley. Huxley's book was the most popular, fictionalized version discussed earlier pessimistic view of the future. The Brave New World brake technology is the spiritual development of mankind. At the same time it hides antyutopia clearly utopian vision of a return to nature as a cure for the human spirit. In the textbook world of people "savages" remain the most human qualities: sensitivity to beauty, the need to create, moral principles, etc., while the world of material prosperity, progress achieved through advanced technology, leads to a life of happiness, paid for by the stagnation of thought and feelings of loss.

Slonimski sharply criticized the work of Huxley in "Literary News" [15]. The two ends of the world have the answer to a literary New wonderful world. The poet says there against the overgrowth of technological civilization, and, simultaneously, against the concept of returning to nature. Considers that threaten the world first of all people, not technology. Both modern technology and management program, a return to nature put into the hands of a madman lead to disaster. Retlich, the villain of the book, destroys human-tech weapons to build a civilization, then the nature of having the same negative characteristics, which huxleyowska technological civilization. Even when the "people by nature" liberate themselves from his reign, they are only capable of stupid mass mainly destructive actions. Slonim seems to be saying that since technology is always dangerous the idea of \u200b\u200ba civilization is subjected to pressure units (dictator) or pressure mass disintegrates. People always think Slonimski, will commit the same mistakes. The two ends of the world had to be both criticized Fascism (Retlich name is an anagram of "Hitler") and probably also of communism. Perhaps because the poet has come to a more sinister applications from Huxley, and no one sees the possibility of preventing a catastrophe. Criticism of Brave New World could also arise worship, which he nurtured Slonimski HG Wells [16]. Huxley's works was in some sense, the criticism directed against the ideas of the famous predecessor (in the book People like gods), but the pronunciation pessimistic Two ends of the world (Wells was a skeptic, but not a pessimist - although, as he referred to it that people will commit mistakes, although he believed that the civilization of a happy future) probably influenced mainly feeling approaching war.

Original, but also gloomy Mieczyslaw Smolarski future created in his two novels: Honeymoon Travel Mr. Hamilton (1928) and the City of Light (1924). With this originality, however, is a problem. All ideas are known to the world Smolarskiego rather Huxley's book. In 1948, the Polish writer, author of English, even accused of plagiarism. Indeed, the books of both authors are very similar ( City of Light was published eight years earlier than the work of Huxley). Huxley never ruled on this issue, which according to some Polish researchers [17] would be evidence of his guilt.

Smolarski (like Huxley) presents in his books the image of civilization with a highly developed technique, the feed to the stagnation in the arts and the spiritual decline of humanity. Only "the people of the forest" conceal the human passions. Honeymoon Mr. Hamilton the grotesque, full of humor coating hides the same message. Deprived of grotesqueness City of Light seems to be a vision of a much more sinister than that contained in the book, Slonimski, despite the fact that conceals a hope to return to nature. Smolarski, how many people in those times, he realized that the end of World War I period will not result in lasting peace in the future lurks a much more terrible conflict. This great war was to launch a band of bloody wars with weapons of mass destruction (chemical) that destroys humanity. Unfortunately, it was not a baseless hunch.

Looking toward the whole of Western civilization, SF writers
(especially those less ambitious!) Also tried to create a picture of the future Polish. According to Janina Hasiec [18], even with the City of the Sun Miranda Lange is a proposal to designate the direction of the newly formed Polish state. Smolarski in Travel Honeymoon ... he depicts Polish, part of the United States World countries lacking capital. President of the united world, like a feudal lord, during his term of office of all the major tours of the city. U Barszczewskiego ( Czandu ) Warsaw is the capital of a united Europe. In addition, the literature SF circling the old idea of \u200b\u200bPolish "bulwark of Christianity" - a lot of books about catastrophic, using popular then the topic of flooding in Europe by the yellow race, describes a heroic role in defending our country against the new scourge of the continent (eg Barszczewski Czandu, Adamowicz Yellow Triumph ). The tabloid fantasy literature eagerly preached then used the politicians' idea of \u200b\u200bPolish superpower. It was not meaningless - history has shown that the power actually belonged to the Polish realm of fantasy.

Native science fiction is, in my opinion, the most forgotten part of the inter-war literature, but underlined the fact interesting visions of the future. Causes of falling into oblivion, you can look at the low values \u200b\u200bof literature - most books
SF belonged to the typical specimens of pulp fiction. Stanislaw Lem in the introduction to Torpedoes Time Slonimski [19] rightly, in my opinion, notes that this is a problem at all over the world of fantasy, unless the current today. In the flood of minor works are lost valuable items. Moreover, sf theme deals with the distant future, however, narrative lies in the nineteenth century. Indeed, while - SF writers sharing the fascination with modernity - futurists [20] experimented with form, romanticized by the entire interwar period regarded as the ideal style of Young Poland. What's more, the authors SF engine instead of adoration, which persuaded Marinetti, chose, as I wrote, but rather the fear of the machine as a tool of the new apocalypse. As it turned out, quite reasonably.

seems to me that there is another, more important, reason for forgetting the pre-war fiction. Polish prose
SF take for the current problems of his day - issues that marginalized after the outbreak of World War II, never returned with such force. The turnaround in fiction resulted primarily use of nuclear weapons by the U.S., which was related to transcend (or at least catch up) the fantastic imaginations future. The great war described in the novels of Chemical fiction suddenly seemed unimaginable in the face of the Holocaust and the atomic bomb. New postatomowa fantasy, instead of describing the destruction of the world, began to focus on what happens after this destruction, and with more energy turned to the topic of space exploration.

[1] Next I used the abbreviation
SF .

[2] John Griffiths, What is science fiction? , [in:] Dispute SF (anthology of essays and essays on science fiction) , edited by R. Handke, ed. Poznań, Poznań 1989, s. 87th

[3] At the base currency. Andrzej Niewiadomski, Anthony Smuszkiewicz, Lexicon of Polish literature fiction , Ed. Poznan, Poznan 1990.

[4] At the base currency. Andrzej Niewiadomski, concepts of collective extermination (the Polish subjects of science fiction) , "Review of the Humanities," 1982, No. 10

[5] Ritchie Calder, Birth of the future (in the retort scholars) , Trzaska, Evert and Michalski SA, Warszawa [no date].

[6] Mieczysław Smolarski, City of Light , Ed. Poznan, Poznan 1988.

[7] Ritchie Calder, op. Bogan, 106th

[8] Ibid., P. 55

[9] See the essays Slonimski (Antoni Slonimski, weekly Chronicles 1927-1939 , PIW, Warszawa 1956).

[10] Andrzej Niewiadomski, Anthony Smuszkiewicz, op. cit, p. 214

[11] Andrzej Niewiadomski, op.

[12] L. Mumford, technology and civilization , trans. E. Daniecka, Oxford University Press, 1966.

[13] Florian Znaniecki, collapse of Western civilization , [in] the same, Philosophical Writings T. II , Oxford University Press 1991, p. 931st

[14] Janice Hasiec, around Miranda Anthony Lange , "Review of the Humanities," 1977, No. 4

[15] Antoni Slonimski, weekly Chronicles 1927-1939 , PIW, Warszawa 1956, p. 302nd

[16] Often praised it in his newspaper columns.

[17] More A. Prussian, the City of Light Mieczyslaw Smolarskiego a Brave New World by Aldous Huxley , "Review of the Humanities," 1983, No. 3

[18] Janice Hasiec, op. cit

[19] Antoni Slonimski, Torpedo time, reader, Warsaw 1967.

[20] At the base currency. Tadeusz Peiper, City, the weight of the machine , [in:] Tadeusz Peiper, Selected Writings , Wrocław 1979.


Ritchie Calder, Birth of the future (in the retort scholars) , Trzaska , Evert and Michalski SA, Warsaw
[ no release date, the book is not in any library, so I was unable to determine when it was granted].

Julius Garztecki, Tadeusz Gosk, Mirror fear and doubt , "Literary Monthly" 1967, No. 4

John Griffiths, What is science fiction? , [in:] Dispute SF (anthology of essays and essays on science fiction) , Edited by R. Handke, ed. Poznan, Poznan 1989.

Hasiec Ioannina, around Miranda Anthony Lange , "Review of the Humanities," 1977, No. 4

Charles Irzykowski, Fantasy (Because the book by Stefan Grabińskiego roses on the hill. Novels, [in:] Charles Irzykowski, selection of literary essays , Wroclaw 1975.

Antoni Lange, Miranda , Universitas, Kraków 2002.

Bogdan Mazan, Antyutopia as negative and the latent variant utopia, "The work of Polish Language," cheese. XXXI, Łódź 1975.

Andrzej Niewiadomski, concepts of collective extermination (the Polish subjects of science fiction) , "Review of the Humanities," 1982, No. 10

Andrzej Niewiadomski, Anthony Smuszkiewicz, Lexicon of Polish literature fiction , Ed. Poznan, Poznan 1990.

Tadeusz Peiper, City, the weight of the machine , [in:] Tadeusz Peiper, Selected Writings , Wrocław 1979.

A. Prussian, the City of Light Mieczyslaw Smolarskiego a Brave New World by Aldous Huxley , "Review of the Humanities," 1983, No. 3

Antoni Slonimski, two ends of the world , book and Knowledge, Warsaw 1991.

Antoni Slonimski, Weekly Chronicle 1927
- 1939, PIW, Warszawa 1956.

Antoni Slonimski, Torpedo time, reader, Warsaw 1967.

Mieczyslaw Smolarski, City of Light , Ed. Poznan, Poznan 1988.

Mieczyslaw Smolarski, Honeymoon Mr Hamilton. Fantasy novel from the year 2500 , Library of the Polish Home, Warsaw 1928.

Bruno Winawer, Doctor Příbram , penny's, Warsaw 1928.

Florian Znaniecki, teraźniejsi People and the future of civilization , Oxford University Press, 1974.

Florian Znaniecki, collapse of Western civilization , [in] the same, Philosophical Writings T. II , Oxford University Press, 1991.

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source: Kulturaihistoria.umcs.lublin.pl

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SF Herland. Chapter I: A special project

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All this constitutes the only record from memory, unfortunately. If I could bring her so carefully prepared notes, it would be a different story. Book full of handwritten notes, carefully copied documents, reports first-hand, and photos are our worst losses. We had photographs of cities and parks, lots of beautiful views of streets, buildings, their facades and interiors, and also photographed some of these wonderful gardens, and most importantly - portraits of women themselves.

Nobody never believe how they looked. Names are never adequate, when it comes to women, and I've never been so good at describing. However, in some way, you need to do - the rest of the world must learn about this country. I will not say exactly where I was, out of fear of some self-appointed missionaries, traders and thirsty land conqueror. Potępiłbym encroachment them there. But I think that they do not want it to happen: I can always tell them that if they found a place for them would not have any value.

It all began so - were three of us: Terry O. Nicholson, not without reason that we called Old Nick, Jeff Margrave, and I, Vandyck Jennings. We were school mates and friends. We knew each other for many, many years and despite the undeniable differences we had a lot in common. All interesowaliśmy in science.

Terry was rich enough to do exactly what he wants. Its main aim was to experience. Carried out all in turn. "Nothing has been already discovered, now just joining and completing the" - used to say. Terry had many talents, but the best was the mechanics and electricity. He knew all kinds of ships and cars, was also one of the best pilots. Never done it all without Terry.

Jeff Margrave was born as a poet or a botanist - or maybe better to say simply that as and this and this - but his parents persuaded him to become a doctor. As for his age was in this pretty good, but his real interest was what he liked to call "miracles of science."

As for me, mainly dealing with sociology. In sociology you
to but support knowledge of other sciences. Fortunately, I'm interested in them all.

Terry was strong in the particulars - in geography, meteorology, etc. Jeff overcame him every time in biology. This is what was said, but I did not care as long as it does not connect to it in some way with the man. There are a few things that does not interest me.

three of us were lucky and we were able to join a large scientific expedition. What was needed was a doctor there, which gave Jeff an excuse to abandon just open practice. Organizers also need experience of Terry, its equipment and money. As for me, I owe to the influence of the presence there, Terry.

terrain of our expedition were around one thousand tributaries, and the huge mouth of the great river. Participants of the expedition were asked to create a map, refer to the dialects of the natives, and explore all kinds of strange fauna and flora, which was expected to see there. The story I tell, but will not devoted to this trip. This entry was nothing more than just a sort of starting point for a story about us.

One immediately aroused my interest in the conversation of our guides. Quickly learn the languages, they are easily assimilated and many I know quite well. Also we had a really good interpreter, through which I met a lot of myths, legends and folk scattered local tribes.

Wdzieraliśmy farther and farther up the stream, in a dark maze of rivers, lakes, swamps and mighty forests, with here and unexpected failures of mountainous terrain, which could be seen behind the high peaks. I noticed then that says more and more natives a strange and terrible land of women held high in the mountains somewhere. "Down", "out there", "higher" - they could not precisely identify the direction in which one would go to find it. Their legends in the main point, however, were consistent: there was somewhere in a strange land, where there were no men - lived there only women and girls.

None of the natives never seen before. In their view, taking such an attempt would be dangerous, even deadly for the daredevil. But there were stories from many years ago that a few brave researchers reached this place. They saw a big country, big houses and many people - only women.
- Does nobody has ever tried to get there?
- Many have tried. But no one ever came back.
It was not a place for men - the natives were unsure.

boys told the story. They laughed at her, I
- obviously - well. I was convinced stories that the natives are just a product of their imagination. But when the expedition reached the farthest point and was only a day to return to the house - and he comes at a time and during the best trip - the three of us made some discoveries.

main camp was located on land near the river or the mainstream of what we thought was the mainstream. For several weeks, ever seen the same muddy color, we felt the same taste. As it happened, I started a conversation on this river with one of our guides, or you prefer a man whom you identify the most important in their group. He was restless, bright eyes. He told me that and then there is another river.

- When a short river, sweet water, red and blue.
- that intrigued me. I wanted to know what I mean by that, so I showed him the red and blue pencil, which I had with me, and asked for it again.
- Yes. - A guide turned toward the river, and then southwest. - River, a good water: red and blue.

Terry was close by and interested in showing it on the river man.
- What does he say, Van?
I told him. Terry burned with sudden curiosity.
- Ask him how far away it is.

with apytany man found that a relatively small distance. In my opinion it was a place, which is about two, maybe three hours away.
- Let's go! - Terry cried. - Only three of us. Maybe we can really find something. Maybe there cinnabar ...
- maybe indigo - Jeff suggested that with his quiet smile.

It was still quite early, only had breakfast. We gave the word, we'll be back before nightfall, and we'll keep quiet. We did not want to be considered naive, if we would have failed, so we left only with the secret hope that we can hit some nice little discovery.

It was a long two hours, and even almost three. I suppose that only a native could go this route sooner. Struggled through the dense tangle of trees, rivers, swampy paths - certainly none of us
never that way should not wander alone. But there was, however, a road and I saw Terry, with compass and notebook, determine the directions and trying to highlight some points of interest.

After some time we got to something like a marshy lake. It was very large, so that the surrounding forest looked quite low and relatively small. Our guide told us that boats
here may indeed reach out to our camp, but "it's a long way - all day."

water from the lake was a bit brighter than those in the river, although we could not judge it well, being away from our campsite. We walked for another half hour or more, and The farther we were, the ground became firmer. We turned at the end of a wooded hill, and then appeared before us a completely different landscape: we saw mountain, steep and bare.

quickly left and went around the lake toward the rocks. We heard running water, even before it arrived. Finally, our guide proudly pointed to his river.

was short. We could see them falling into the water from flowing waterfall in a narrow vertical from the hole in front of the cliff. The water was sweet. Man drank eagerly, and so we just did.

- This is the snow water - said Terry. - Must come from the same mountains.

River, however, was to be red and blue, and this was after all a greenish tint. It seemed, however, that the guide is hardly surprising. He showed us a small reservoir on the sidelines, on whose shores were visible traces of red and blue. Terry took out his magnifying glass and went downstairs to investigate.

- A chemical compound ... I can not specify here. According to me it looks like the colors. Look closer - encouraged - it is here somewhere dropped.

Przemieszczaliśmy cautiously along the steep banks of this small basin, in which pieniły up and rustled the water falling from the top. We searched for a mysterious land border here, and we found only traces of color from outside our interest. While, however, also something else - Jeff picked up quite suddenly, an unexpected trophy.

It was just a rag: a long, tangled piece of cloth. But it was a fragment of an expensive fabric, with a pattern of bright scarlet color, which - interestingly - not faded into the water. We did not hear that some indigenous tribe performed such fabrics.

standing quietly at the shore, but I enjoyed it to our excitement.
- One day: blue, one day
: red, one day : green - he told us of his pocket and pulled out another piece of bright colored fabric .
- This is from the top - he said, pointing to the waterfall. - Land of women. There!

We are very intrigued. We rested a bit, ate dinner and we asked our guide, to give us additional information. He could tell us only what they told the others: in the land of women, there were no men. There have been children, but only girls. For men it was a place very dangerous. Many of them went to see this land - none of them returned.

I saw Terry clenches his teeth. The place is not for men? Dangerous? It looked as though he intended to have here in this place to begin to climb up the waterfall. A guide did not want to hear about it, even if there were a way to climb the steep cliff and return to camp before nightfall.

- perhaps the expedition could have been here longer, if you tell them everything? - I wondered out loud. Terry stopped suddenly.
- Think about it, boys - he said. - This is our discovery. You can not just like that to talk about this issue that zadufanym old professors. Let's go home with them, as it was established, and then go back - no longer alone. Let's take your own little trip.

looked at him surprised, we were impressed. The thought of a few intrepid young people departing in search of undiscovered lands in the heart of the Amazonian nature was irresistibly attractive. Of course, none of us believed in this story, but anyway!

- Such fabrics certainly did not create any of the local tribes - I found studying with great diligence material. - Somewhere up there someone uprządł thread, woven fabric, and tinged it exactly how we do it.
- This would mean, Van, that there is some advanced civilization. It is impossible that there was such a place, and we do about it we do not know.
- Okay, I admit it: I do not know. But as the name of this old country somewhere in the Pyrenees - Andorra? Very few people know anything about her - she's well looked after his affairs for a thousand years. And Montenegro - wonderful little small state! And here, in these large areas and can accommodate a dozen such Montenegro.

talked about this extensively on the way back to camp. We talked about it carefully and during the voyage home. We talked about this and then only among themselves, and Terry did some its preliminary findings.

It was a pressing issue. Fortunately, Terry had enough money - otherwise zbieralibyśmy funds and for a year to start anything, and then our trip would be a good medium for the press and entertainment for the readers. TO Nicholson, however, easily made his big boat, loaded on board the specially made for us a large motor boat, and on it zakamuflował his biplane, not anyone paying much attention.

We got all the necessary permits, think about the various security, as well as to prepare all such supplies. Terry's experience from previous expeditions very imparted. Requisites for our little trip was properly completed.

We were going to leave the boat in a safe harbor and sail boat up the river of infinite only with the guide who took us to leave when we reach the last stop of our previous expedition. Then we will have ourselves a bright stream of the river to search.
wanted to leave the boat anchor in the shallows lake, which we found previously. Speedboat cover specially designed armor: he was thin, but strong, and surrounded her like a clamshell.

- count no natives will not be able to get the boat here. No one can damage or even move - Terry explained proudly. - Will leave it there and will be treated as our base.
- If we go back ... - I joked.
- Are you afraid that women will want to eat you? - Sneered Terry.
- We are not sure of anything in connection with these women, you know it - said Jeff. - There is a possibility that there is a whole army of gentlemen with poisoned arrows or something in that style.
- You do not need to go there if you do not want - Terry said dryly.
- Do not go? Unless you need to have a court order to stop me! - Yes, Jeff and I were not sure.

Throughout a long way, however, our opinions are completely different. Cruising on the ocean is the perfect time for discussion. Now, no one listened, we could relax on our deck chairs and chat, talk and talk. There was nothing else to do. The total ignorance of the subject under discussion, paradoxically, meant that our conversations were the more fierce.

- We need to leave the papers with our consul where the yacht will dock. - Planned to Terry. - If you do not come back, so let's say a month, will be able to send a team to rescue us.
- I think a team of criminal law - stated - If the honorable ladies we eat you will need to claim justice!
- Finding our last place of residence should be pretty easy. I did sort of a plan of this lake, the surrounding rocks and waterfalls.
- Well, yes, but how do they get there? - Jeff asked.
- Just like us, of course. If three valuable American citizens lost, somehow I get there. Not to mention the additional spots in the feminine form of land, which we call ... Feminizja - finished.
- That's right, Terry. When you get out of this story to light, the river zaroi from the expedition. Airships will resemble a swarm of mosquitoes. - I laughed at the thought. - We made a big mistake by not informing Mr. tabloids about the case. "Save us." What would have been the headlines ...
- Just ... - said Terry with menacing mien. - This is our journey. We want to find this place in peace.
- What you want to do once you find something? Unless of course you find something? - Jeff asked.

Jeff was a sensitive soul. I suppose he thought, that this region - if it really existed - a place only blooming roses, babies, canaries and such nice things. Terry while in the depths of his heart had a vision of some kind of holiday resort: only girls, girls, and girls, and he among them. Terry was very popular among women, even when they were around other men, so I am not surprised that he had such pleasant dreams about what awaits us at the destination. I saw it in his eyes as he lay looking at the blue waves glide stroking his impressive mustache.

But I was confident I can play a much more reliable vision of a mysterious land, which was before us, than any of them.

- You are wrong, boys - he argued. - If this place actually exists, and it seems that we have some reason to believe so, I expect to be there the community, built on a matriarchal, that's all. Men likely to live alone, are less socially evolved than men and make them the only annual visits: it is probably some kind of wedding arrangements. Such visits are a necessary condition - it's about biological survival. Women probably live in some isolated valley or on the plateau, so that their original habits have survived. That's it!
- Well, well, what about young boys? - Jeff asked.
- Men take them to him as soon as the end of five or six years, for sure.
- And what, then, with this theory about the threat to men, to which all our guides were so confident? - Interested in Terry.
- Dangers certainly enough for us. We must be very careful. Women at this stage of development can be very aggressive, and
off-season probably not too pleased to welcome male guests.

We talked and talked, until finally I had the feeling that with all my sociological mądrościami I was not closer to the truth than any of them. These detailed descriptions of the land of the women were very funny in light of how little knew. But it was hard to tell your friends - even to each individual - that a matter of fact they are just idle discussion. We were absorbed in idle, so We were telling visions: the case during the ocean voyage, and later in the course of a river trip.

- It's beginning to learn something incredible - we began solemnly, after a while to restart our imagination.
- They will fight among themselves - said Terry. - Women are always fighting. It makes no sense to look there any order or organization.
- You are mistaken - Jeff protested. - It will be like a monastery under the authority of the Abbess: peaceful, harmonious sisterhood.
- Nuns, really! Your silent sisters live in celibacy, Jeff, and vows of obedience. Here are ordinary women, too, and his mother. And where there is motherhood, you will not find too many sisterhood.
- Of course not. It will be a total mess - Terry agreed. - It makes no sense to look for and any inventions whether the evidence of progress. Everything there will surely be completely primitive.
- How can we wyjaśnicie issues this fabric? - Jeff asked.
- Yes, clothes, dresses ... These women live in the state after her maiden
... But soon cease, I assure you.

joke from the very modest expression of Terry himself, but he did not give a baffle.
- You'll see - convinced - I played with jedymi against one another. Quickly choose my king! Solomon will be with me, nobody.
- How do they explain where we came from and what matters? - I asked. - We say that we are wezyrami or something like that?
- There is no need - he said. - You can start a revolution. But then you have to prepare for the beheading, hanging, or other such type of enforcement.
- You would have to make the revolution yourself, remember - Jeff smiled. - We do not have strong or Mamluk slaves. And the three of us would only be two or even one, because I do not know what
Van think about it.

It happened that Jeff and Terry's ideas were so far apart that I did everything I could, just to avoid a quarrel. Jeff idealized women in the best Southern style. He was full of chivalry, sentimentality, etc. It was a really good boy, he lived like that with those ideals.

can say that Terry and his veins, though I do not know whether his views on women can be called such a lovely word, like "ideals." I always liked Terry. He had a lot of typical male characteristics: he was generous, brave and wise, but still do not think we were in college, especially during happier if Terry met with the sister of one of us. We did not have some radical views about the heavens, no! But Terry and that was on their border. Then we came to the conclusion that it was his business: human life belongs to him. There is therefore no longer asking any questions.

but not counting probable exceptions in the form of potential mothers, wives or women close to one of your friends, Terry beautiful women treated purely as a game, and this average does not devote even a moment of attention. Sometimes I felt really uncomfortable when you realized that Terry had views. But I tried to show him patience, Jeff, moreover, too. Jeff made pink aureolki on his vision of a woman. I stuck to the ground and in a very scientific, of course, I felt I learn about the physiological limitations of gender. In fact, we were not specifically advanced in the woman question, none of us.

So we joked, we talked and imagined purpose of the expedition, and finally - after a seemingly endless journey - we arrived at our previous place of camping.

Finding the river did not cause us difficulties. We sailed along it to the place from which we set out previously. Żeglowało us easily as we sailed on the lake. When we got to the end and moored the boat on the high-gloss shallow, and the high gray promontory was so close to us that his simple white edge was clearly visible, it started to be really exciting. A little talked about how to move. We tried to avoid the rocky road through the wall, looking for possible routes on foot, but moving through swampy jungle, so the method was not only difficult but also dangerous. Terry
definitely dismissed this possibility.

- Nonsense, fellows! Previously, we made some decisions yet. Walking trip could take months, and we are not prepared. No, gentlemen, we have to try and take advantage of our opportunity. If we go back safely - great. If not, we will not be missing the first explorers. Many will come after us.

We thus take advantage of the great biplane. Loaded it with our instruments for scientific research: of course we had a camera, sunglasses, and food supplies. Our pockets were smaller stores products of first necessity. We also had a gun, of course, you never know what can happen.

Szybowaliśmy and szybowaliśmy, until finally we could see the mountain terrain and take notes. In addition to the dark green sea of \u200b\u200bdense forest was visible high steep mountains. This view was on our sides. Areas until the distant white peaks that probably were completely unavailable,
covered forests .

- Let's first trip only to identify the area - suggested. - Let's explore this land and przylećmy more gasoline. With your unmatched speed will be able to safely reach the target and return. We'll be able to prepare some kind of map and leave it on board in case you really needed was some kind of a rescue expedition.
- That's right, you're right - agreed Terry. - I think I can move one day at his coronation in Ladylandzie.

prepared a long trip. We left at the bottom of the headland, which was close to our boat, and flew, as fast as he could, toward the high mountains. We were going to come back by moonlight in our lake.

- That would be a pretty good little kingdom - we agreed to when you plan and produced a measured area. We knew the size of the area only through the identity of our speed.

- Only very enterprising native could get there - said Jeff.

Of course, I looked eagerly to the ground, but we were too high and flew too fast for me to much to see. The area seemed to be well wooded on the edge, but inside there were wide plains, meadows and other open spaces.

were also of the city. With high it looked pretty good - like any other country, civilized country, of course. We went to bed late, we went for a long time Indeed in the air. The next day we left early. Again, a highly unieśliśmy happy we saw the trees and extensive green space.

- Average tropikalnie. Superb atmosphere. It's amazing what a small amount does the temperature - Terry led the research forest growth.
- A small amount! You call this small? - I asked. Our instruments measured everything correctly. We did not realize you can make a long step toward the top flight.
- I think it's a great piece of decent ground - said Terry. - And now, folks, enjoying the view.

Yes sunęliśmy low in the air, a little one way, some another, dividing the land in his head to pieces and examining them. We saw - I do not remember now how much of that we saw and how many have supplemented
later with knowledge, but we were so excited watching all of this fascination that we do not need to be completed - the earth in perfect condition , where not only growing, but even the forests looked as if someone is not to care. Land the impression of a huge park, or even more: a large, neat garden.

- I do not see any animals - I noticed, but Terry was silent. We were approaching the village.

I must admit that after a while we stopped to pay attention to clean, well-built roads, an attractive architecture for the town. We had a pair of spectacles, too, and Terry, who piloted a biplane in front of pince-nez. Roar of our engine soon heard living in . They went out of their homes, gathered in the fields: we have seen little running figures, which have begun to create quite a collection. They look at us, while we looked at them. We looked and looked, very nearly, that it turned out that it is too late to grab the handle and fly away.

- Oh! - Terry whispered after a good time.
- There are only women and children! - Jeff shouted excited. - But it looks as if there was any civilization? Why? In that case, there must be men after all!
- of course they are - said Terry. - Let's go there Let's find out.

Terry did not want to listen to Jeff's suggestion that it would be more accurately assess the situation before it ventures out of the plane.

- One is a place well suited to landing - he argued. In fact, our airport was perfect: a wide, flat piece of rock, with good overlooking the lake, completely invisible from the outside.
- they will not find it soon - Terry said, trying with great care to land safely. - Come on, boys, there was actually some pretty girls.

course, this finding was not too clever. You will notice that our wonderful plan to examine more before leaving the land of our biplane burned in the pan. We were, however, three young men. We talked about this country for over a year, believing that such a place exists, and now we in it.

seemed that we are in a safe and civilized, and that among those facing upwards
, some frightened, face was bought quite a number of pretty face, it was enough for us to everyone agreed.

- Come on! - Terry yelled, speeding. - Oh, come quick! Herland before us!

author Herland (1915) :
Charlotte Perkins Gilman

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