“Historia (Inquiry); so that the actions of people will not fade with time.”

The Histories of Herodotus of Halicarnassus

"That is war... To defeat foes in the name of a country. The states affairs of the enemy are inconsequential."

Radiant Historia (videogame)

"The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legends. Legends fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that give it birth comes again."

-Robert Jordan
The Wheel of Time

"Solomon saith: There is no new thing upon the earth. So that as Plato had imagination, that all knowledge was but remembrance; so Solomon giveth his sentence, that all novelty is but oblivion."

-Francis Bacon: Essays LVIII.
(Epígrafe en "El Inmortal" de Jorge Luis Borges)

"¿Y a mí qué me importa el futuro? Sin duda, Seldon lo habrá previsto y se habrá preparado para él. Llegarán otras crisis en el futuro, cuando el poder del dinero esté tan muerto como fuerza histórica como lo está ahora el de la religión. Que mis sucesores resuelvan sus problemas, como yo he resuelto el nuestro."

-Isaac Asimov

Los príncipes comerciantes


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miércoles, 14 de enero de 2015

You and I through Midnight -Poetry-

Who blow the wind
Catching lightning's
In your dreams
Eating creatures
From my stories

Catch the light
From fireflies
In my memories
To cloud the thinking
Of unholy little thoughts

Dancing freely
through the night
Dreamer of stories
Bite the Golden Apple
Draw in the clear water

Challenge me
To a sword fight
In this almighty glory
Of eternity watching
Outside time and space
Our Little story

Into this temple
Dawn through out the field
Singing to my perception
Eating the broken dreams
In this insomniac darkness
That shatters the lamb sleep

Who never question
Who never forgets
Writing walls
that never fall
That is this lecture
Those do not forget

To you and I
Through seamless instants
Trap in my hands
Rooting my skin
Eating the night forever
Who always listen
living in my silent scream

--William Rosado-Ocasio