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18) From green paradise to the desert!
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18) From green paradise
to the desert!
(translated by Bence)
How does a jungle or
green land become a barren desert? Humanity destroys nature, even with the
simplest agriculture.
When Moses led the Jewish
tribes out of Egypt to show them the land of Canaan, after 40 years of
wandering through the desert they came to Palestine. Because of scientific
research, we now know that milk and honey, as described in the Bible, were
unlikely to flow there but that the quantity of rainfall was much higher than
it is today.
Today, oranges from this
area exported in the whole world can only grow because of intensive
irrigation.
Ancient Greek myths tell
us that Apollo killed the dragon at Delphi in a forest and later built the
temple for the oracle there.
Acteon was chasing a deer
with his dogs across the forest when he saw Diana bathing naked in a small
lake.
Titus Livius informs us
about the Romans having to march across a large forest when they were at war
with one of the nearby peoples. These neighbours had previously sawn the
trees to bring them down all together and bury the Romans under them. The
cunning plan worked out well and that way a whole legion was literally
crushed without the least fighting.
Another Roman writer
wrote that a monkey climbing a tree in Gibraltar could swing from branch to
branch and reach the Pyrenees without even once touching the ground.
This wealth of wood was
later needed for shipbuilding.
At the time of the
greatest expansion of Roman Empire, just the small plain between Danube and
Theiss had been omitted because it was deep swamp and forest, so the
excellent Roman turtle combat formation couldn’t be used.
Later the Hungarians with
their small ponies hid in these swamps to escape the persecution of the
German knights, who with their large horses and heavy armour immediately sank
in the swamp.
This landscape
dramatically changed only at the time of Bela, who after the invasion of the
Tartar had ditches dug, in order to drain the soil to make it suitable for
agriculture.
Catholicism lasted for a
very long time in Wales, because the barbarian Angles, Saxons, and later
Normans did not dare to enter the marshy area and the English king was only
able to call it part of his kingdom after he had managed to dry it and cut
most trees out.
Northern and Western
Europe were spared of agricultural devastation, as overpopulation found a
channel to America in the form of emigration.
In the background of this
short historical overview, it can be observed that even careful or organic
agriculture leads to the destruction of the soil and nature.
The solution to this
problem would be the reduction of the world's population to around 10
million, which would leave nature the opportunity to regenerate.
It is very funny to hear
some politicians irresponsibly talking about necessary population growth,
especially considering that Europe (the territory of the European Union) is one
of the most densely populated areas on Earth after India, China, Indonesia
and Malaysia.
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Thursday, 20 December 2018
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16) The disobedient leaf (A fairy tale for adults)
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16) The disobedient leaf
(A fairy tale for adults)
(translated by Bence)
It had been hanging there
for a long time. If it had been a fruit, it would have had to fall overripe
on the ground. However, it did not depend on the leaf to still hang there.
The tree held it tight, did not want to let it go.
"Where do you want
to go?" The tree asked his little sprout.
"It's true, I'm
hanging very high here and see a lot. But what's behind it, beyond the
horizon?" The leaf replied.
"Why are you
interested in that? Why don’t you ask the clouds, or the birds sitting beside
you on the branch?" sounded the critics of the other leaves.
"I want to gain my
own experience, to grasp everything with my senses!"
The surrounding trees and
their leaves also looked at the leaf with suspicious eyes. They did not like
someone else thinking and wanting something different like them.
"How can you be so
stubborn and antisocial?" They thought to themselves.
The leaf sometimes felt
lonely and misunderstood. What had it done? Was it a sin to dream a bit, to
send the senses flying with the birds and .........?
It hung there. It just
hung, it did not hold on anymore, it was held. Held by the tree that did not
want to let it go. Then the wind came to its aid. This heavenly child blew
strongly into the tree’s branches for several times. The tree groaned because
he did not want to lose any of his dear children. The leaves screamed because
they were afraid, fearful of the unknown. Only the small, disobedient leaf
was happy, shaking that iron hand that did not want to let it go. However,
suddenly it flew in the air, it was free. It enjoyed the absence of gravity.
The wind played with it, blew it up and down, to the right than to the left.
It heard high voices of
other leaves screaming in fright, and the deep voices of trees shouting
angrily. "What do you want, what are you doing?"
But the leaf did not want
to listen to them anymore. It flew and was free. Then the wind got quieter
and quieter and slowly stopped blowing. The leaf sank lower and lower. It was
a long way from its tree, but there were other trees.
"Where are you from? Where are you
going? Why did you leave your tree? Why did you leave your safety?"
Fortunately, our leaf did
not hear the last question, otherwise it would have wondered if all trees and
leaves were the same everywhere.
It fell into a small
brook in which other leaves danced on the waves. They played together
"Find me", danced around and much more. As it had found some
traveling companions who thought the same way as it did, the adventure was
even more enjoyable. They swam together, danced, parted again, met new
friends, saw wonderful landscapes, as the brook grew ever wider, becoming a
river and finally reached the sea. How wonderful life is, the leaf thought.
Then the summer was over.
The leaf was flushed onto an unknown shore, dug itself into the ground, to
look up at the sun the next year as a small tree sprout.
Let's hope our leaf has
learned something and will not even tell its own leaves that life is
dangerous.
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Saturday, 1 December 2018
17) Self-criticism, and
'Them or Us'!
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17) Self-criticism, and
'Them or Us'!
(translated by Bence)
What is the meaning of
left-wing, liberal or tolerant? For right-wingers, these are just as impertinent
as gay and traitor. For us these terms are smoke in the wind, in reality, we
don’t want to waste our time on anything or anyone, it’s only our personal
life which is important. What did we do when we met such a poor, fanatical,
religious, nationalist, and perhaps even talked to him? We only smiled at
him. But if we were really serious about him then we even laughed at him. We
felt strong and independent. We performed in our theatres, enjoyed our modern
pieces, looked at our latest and most modern works of art, which we mostly
did not even understand ourselves (The more incomprehensible and modern our
art was, the more enthusiastic we were about it and despised those who could
not or did not want to follow us.) and looked down on these poor, suffering
right-wingers. We were fashionable, rich and successful. Not because we were
tolerant, but because we devoted our time to nothing and no one, except
ourselves. We took away the most beautiful girls and were more than visible,
we were conspicuous!
They swore revenge! What
we see today is the revenge of the misunderstood, the outraged, the outcast,
the sometimes despised of the nations. We thought that kind of spirit had
long since died out, lying six feet under the ground. We really thought that
right-wing people had learned something. But from whom should they have
learned, if not from us? We did not want to waste our time on them. We were
satisfied with ourselves! If we were so smart and thought we could stand
above everything and were convinced that our way was the way forward, we
should not have left these poor, misunderstood, right-wing children of the
nations so lonely and alone.
Now they are taking
revenge, and this revenge is bitter, not only for us but for themselves as
well. I do not think they notice anything, because we too did not want to
notice the way they suffered. But there is a big difference between them and
us: they are zombies who do not even sense their own pain.
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