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𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴: "𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄" 𝗯𝘆 𝗝𝗼𝗲 𝗛𝗶𝗹𝗹 -
Okay, so it's the gritty horror of Joe. Check. And it's about a dragon? Double-plus good. And it's epically long? Settle in!
#books #bookreviews #bookworm #readreadread #tbr #tbrpile #tbrlist #quotes #reading #joehill #kingsorrow #horror #dragon #faust
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𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴: "𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄" 𝗯𝘆 𝗝𝗼𝗲 𝗛𝗶𝗹𝗹 -
Okay, so it's the gritty horror of Joe. Check. And it's about a dragon? Double-plus good. And it's epically long? Settle in!
#books #bookreviews #bookworm #readreadread #tbr #tbrpile #tbrlist #quotes #reading #joehill #kingsorrow #horror #dragon #faust
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Mit dem Handy durch die #Russentonne und mit der #Faust #Lochkamera auf dem Graffiti. #sonnenfinsternis
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Composer's Desktop Plug-in by Oli Larkin 💻
A unique sound transformation toolkit,
compiled to run anywhere. Part of the cdp-wasm-suite, built using WebAssembly (WASM) port of Composer's Desktop Project.💻 Mac/Win/Web (VST3/AU/CLAP)
🎁 FREE (Participates in KVR DC 2026) https://cdp-wasm-suite.github.io/ -
Composer's Desktop Plug-in by Oli Larkin 💻
A unique sound transformation toolkit,
compiled to run anywhere. Part of the cdp-wasm-suite, built using WebAssembly (WASM) port of Composer's Desktop Project.💻 Mac/Win/Web (VST3/AU/CLAP)
🎁 FREE (Participates in KVR DC 2026) https://cdp-wasm-suite.github.io/ -
@michaelrodhamheaps.bsky.social freq.org.uk/reviews/faust-richardchor-neukolln-by-the-lake-festival/ #faust .. porously pull at the framework, cursively hint to the heritage but flex fresh perspectives; this is a living thing after all - museums can wait #avantgarde #musicreview @[email protected]
RE: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:evocfgfx3nkoccovotpzk6zc/post/3mrkveb3zjb22 -
faUSt / Richardchor Neukölln – By The Lake Festival https://freq.org.uk/reviews/faust-richardchor-neukolln-by-the-lake-festival/ #faust .. porously pull at the framework, cursively hint to the heritage but flex fresh perspectives; this is a living thing after all -- museums can wait. #avantgarde #musicreview
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faUSt / Richardchor Neukölln – By The Lake Festival https://freq.org.uk/reviews/faust-richardchor-neukolln-by-the-lake-festival/ #faust .. porously pull at the framework, cursively hint to the heritage but flex fresh perspectives; this is a living thing after all -- museums can wait. #avantgarde #musicreview
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FAUST I - Salzburger Festspiele - Regie Ulrich Rasche
Als Mephisto Valery Tscheplanowa...
oh bitte, bitte, bitte, liebe Theatertreffen_Jury, ladet doch bitte bitte bitte diese Inszenierung zum nächsten Theatertreffen ein...
...und bitte bitte bitte @3sat bringt doch eine Aufzeichnung im TV...
#Theater #UlrichRasche #Faust #Goethe #ValeryTscheplanowa #SalzburgerFestspiele #Schauspiel
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Human Burial And Dealing With The Undead And Ghosts
For as long as us humans have been alive, we have had to deal with death, and the fear that the dead may possibly come back to life, or that their spirits may walk the Earth at the point of death. Due to this fear, people have come up with many ways in which to prevent this from happening. Some of these methods involve wrapping ropes, cloth, chains and padlocks around the feet of the deceased in order to prevent them from walking out of their coffin, or laying a scythe on their chest, so if […]https://johnbronze.wordpress.com/2026/07/18/human-burial-and-dealing-with-the-undead-and-ghosts/
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Human Burial And Dealing With The Undead And Ghosts
For as long as us humans have been alive, we have had to deal with death, and the fear that the dead may possibly come back to life, or that their spirits may walk the Earth at the point of death. Due to this fear, people have come up with many ways in which to prevent this from happening. Some of these methods involve wrapping ropes, cloth, chains and padlocks around the feet of the deceased in order to prevent them from walking out of their coffin, or laying a scythe on their chest, so if […]https://johnbronze.wordpress.com/2026/07/18/human-burial-and-dealing-with-the-undead-and-ghosts/
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Remaining Four Original Faust Members Announce Four New Albums: Hear A Track From Each
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Remaining Four Original Faust Members Announce Four New Albums: Hear A Track From Each
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#WortzumSonntag: Wolle!
Ich habe nun, ach! Bürgerhaus, Bürgerbus, Vereinsleben, Kommunikation und leider auch die eine oder andere wissenschaftliche Disziplin durchaus betrachtet, mit heißem Bemühn.
Da stehe ich nun, ich armer Dorfzwockel, und bin einer Erkenntnis näher gekommen, die mich mehr erschreckt als die meisten anderen:
Das Problem scheint immer seltener ein Mangel an Information zu sein.
Der springende Punkt ist die Willenserklärung.
Nicht das flüchtige Wollen.
Nicht der Impuls.
Nicht die Empörung.
Nicht das „eigentlich müsste man“.
Sondern der erklärte Wille.
Jener merkwürdige Vorgang, bei dem ein Mensch sagt:
«Das will ich.
Das will ich nicht.
Dafür stehe ich ein.
Daran dürft ihr mich messen.»
Zwischen Wollen und Willenserklärung liegt ein Abgrund.
Wollen kann aufploppen.
Willenserklärung verlangt Arbeit.
Sie verlangt, den eigenen Wunsch zwischen Erinnerung und Erwartung aufzuspannen.
Zwischen Rezeption und Antizipation.
Zwischen Vergangenheit und Zukunft.
Sie verlangt Verantwortung.
Vor fast fünfunddreißig Jahren formulierte ich für mich einen einfachen Satz:
«Du kannst nur dann etwas mit einem anderen Menschen erreichen, wenn der es ausdrücklich und genau von dir will.»
Immer wenn ich diesen Satz missachtet habe, ging es gründlich schief.
In Beziehungen.
In Projekten.
In Partnerschaften.
Im Ehrenamt.
Bei Vereinen.
Bei Institutionen.
Immer wieder dieselbe Lektion.
Nicht:
«Was ist richtig?»
Sondern:
«Wer will es?»
Das Bürgerhaus kann sauber sein.
Der Bürgerbus kann notwendig sein.
Die Idee kann vernünftig sein.
Die Lösung kann bekannt sein.
Doch wenn niemand sie ausdrücklich will, existiert sie sozial nicht.
Dann arbeitet man gegen ein Vakuum.
Dann investiert man Energie in einen Vertrag, den niemand unterschrieben hat.
Je länger ich darüber nachdenke, desto mehr erschreckt mich, wie viele wissenschaftliche Disziplinen plötzlich an derselben Stelle zusammenlaufen.
Jura fragt nach Pflichten.
Ökonomie fragt nach Anreizen.
Naturwissenschaft fragt nach Kausalitäten.
Soziologie fragt nach Strukturen.
Philosophie fragt nach Sinn.
Und mitten hinein stolpert der Dorfzwockel mit einer lächerlich einfachen Frage:
«Wer will das eigentlich?»
Eine Frage, die zugleich banal und verheerend ist.
Denn Erkenntnis erzeugt keinen Willen.
Information erzeugt keinen Willen.
Vernunft erzeugt keinen Willen.
Technik erzeugt keinen Willen.
Selbst Wahrheit erzeugt keinen Willen.
All diese Dinge können dem Willen dienen.
Ersetzen können sie ihn nicht.
Deshalb erscheint mir das sogenannte Filterblasenproblem zunehmend als ein Problem des Egalfeldes.
Nicht Hass.
Nicht Bosheit.
Nicht einmal Dummheit.
Sondern Gleichgültigkeit.
Der Seniorenausflug ist nicht falsch.
Er ist unsichtbar.
Der Verein ist nicht schlecht.
Er ist irrelevant.
Der Nachbar ist nicht Gegner.
Er kommt im eigenen Bedeutungsraum schlicht nicht vor.
Das Egalfeld braucht keine Energie.
Es muss nichts begründen.
Nichts organisieren.
Nichts verantworten.
Es wartet einfach.
Und irgendwann werden jene müde, die noch etwas wollten.
Vielleicht deshalb berührt mich inzwischen die alte Physikerkarikatur vom sphärisch symmetrischen Schaf.
Der Physiker sagt:
«Nehmen wir an, das Schaf sei kugelförmig.»
Der Dorfzwockel sagt inzwischen:
«Nehmen wir an, der Mensch wolle.»
Beides sind Modellannahmen.
Beide funktionieren erstaunlich gut.
Bis man sie mit der Wirklichkeit konfrontiert.
Darum trägt der Dorfzwockel auf seiner Briefmarke die Standarte mit dem sphärisch symmetrischen Schaf.
Darunter steht:
«WOLLE!»
Der Imperativ ist absurd.
Man kann niemanden zum Wollen zwingen.
Man kann niemanden zur Freiheit befehlen.
Man kann niemanden zur Verantwortung kommandieren.
Und dennoch bleibt der Satz stehen.
Nicht als Befehl.
Sondern als Erinnerung.
Dass Menschen nur dann gemeinsam Wirklichkeit erschaffen, wenn sie bereit sind, ihren Willen zu bilden, ihn zu erklären und ihn gegen das Egalfeld zu verteidigen.
Vielleicht ist das die ganze Botschaft des Dorfzwockels.
Nicht:
«Denke!»
Nicht:
«Glaube!»
Nicht:
«Folge!»
Sondern:
«Wolle!»
Oder, wenn das schon zu viel verlangt ist:
«Wolle wenigstens etwas wirklich nicht.»
Denn auch ein begründetes Nein ist mehr Wirklichkeit als tausend unverbindliche Vielleichts.
Der Dorfzwockel, Kommunikationskanalklempner zu Obergladbach
Reparatur.
Kein Produkt.
Ein Leck.
#Wolle #Dorfzwockel #Infologie #Willenserklärung #Filterblase #Egalfeld #Bürgerbus #Bürgerhaus #Ehrenamt #Soziologie #Philosophie #Faust #Kommunikation #Partisanenepistemologie #AußerproprietäreOpposition #apoWF
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#WortzumSonntag: Wolle!
Ich habe nun, ach! Bürgerhaus, Bürgerbus, Vereinsleben, Kommunikation und leider auch die eine oder andere wissenschaftliche Disziplin durchaus betrachtet, mit heißem Bemühn.
Da stehe ich nun, ich armer Dorfzwockel, und bin einer Erkenntnis näher gekommen, die mich mehr erschreckt als die meisten anderen:
Das Problem scheint immer seltener ein Mangel an Information zu sein.
Der springende Punkt ist die Willenserklärung.
Nicht das flüchtige Wollen.
Nicht der Impuls.
Nicht die Empörung.
Nicht das „eigentlich müsste man“.
Sondern der erklärte Wille.
Jener merkwürdige Vorgang, bei dem ein Mensch sagt:
«Das will ich.
Das will ich nicht.
Dafür stehe ich ein.
Daran dürft ihr mich messen.»
Zwischen Wollen und Willenserklärung liegt ein Abgrund.
Wollen kann aufploppen.
Willenserklärung verlangt Arbeit.
Sie verlangt, den eigenen Wunsch zwischen Erinnerung und Erwartung aufzuspannen.
Zwischen Rezeption und Antizipation.
Zwischen Vergangenheit und Zukunft.
Sie verlangt Verantwortung.
Vor fast fünfunddreißig Jahren formulierte ich für mich einen einfachen Satz:
«Du kannst nur dann etwas mit einem anderen Menschen erreichen, wenn der es ausdrücklich und genau von dir will.»
Immer wenn ich diesen Satz missachtet habe, ging es gründlich schief.
In Beziehungen.
In Projekten.
In Partnerschaften.
Im Ehrenamt.
Bei Vereinen.
Bei Institutionen.
Immer wieder dieselbe Lektion.
Nicht:
«Was ist richtig?»
Sondern:
«Wer will es?»
Das Bürgerhaus kann sauber sein.
Der Bürgerbus kann notwendig sein.
Die Idee kann vernünftig sein.
Die Lösung kann bekannt sein.
Doch wenn niemand sie ausdrücklich will, existiert sie sozial nicht.
Dann arbeitet man gegen ein Vakuum.
Dann investiert man Energie in einen Vertrag, den niemand unterschrieben hat.
Je länger ich darüber nachdenke, desto mehr erschreckt mich, wie viele wissenschaftliche Disziplinen plötzlich an derselben Stelle zusammenlaufen.
Jura fragt nach Pflichten.
Ökonomie fragt nach Anreizen.
Naturwissenschaft fragt nach Kausalitäten.
Soziologie fragt nach Strukturen.
Philosophie fragt nach Sinn.
Und mitten hinein stolpert der Dorfzwockel mit einer lächerlich einfachen Frage:
«Wer will das eigentlich?»
Eine Frage, die zugleich banal und verheerend ist.
Denn Erkenntnis erzeugt keinen Willen.
Information erzeugt keinen Willen.
Vernunft erzeugt keinen Willen.
Technik erzeugt keinen Willen.
Selbst Wahrheit erzeugt keinen Willen.
All diese Dinge können dem Willen dienen.
Ersetzen können sie ihn nicht.
Deshalb erscheint mir das sogenannte Filterblasenproblem zunehmend als ein Problem des Egalfeldes.
Nicht Hass.
Nicht Bosheit.
Nicht einmal Dummheit.
Sondern Gleichgültigkeit.
Der Seniorenausflug ist nicht falsch.
Er ist unsichtbar.
Der Verein ist nicht schlecht.
Er ist irrelevant.
Der Nachbar ist nicht Gegner.
Er kommt im eigenen Bedeutungsraum schlicht nicht vor.
Das Egalfeld braucht keine Energie.
Es muss nichts begründen.
Nichts organisieren.
Nichts verantworten.
Es wartet einfach.
Und irgendwann werden jene müde, die noch etwas wollten.
Vielleicht deshalb berührt mich inzwischen die alte Physikerkarikatur vom sphärisch symmetrischen Schaf.
Der Physiker sagt:
«Nehmen wir an, das Schaf sei kugelförmig.»
Der Dorfzwockel sagt inzwischen:
«Nehmen wir an, der Mensch wolle.»
Beides sind Modellannahmen.
Beide funktionieren erstaunlich gut.
Bis man sie mit der Wirklichkeit konfrontiert.
Darum trägt der Dorfzwockel auf seiner Briefmarke die Standarte mit dem sphärisch symmetrischen Schaf.
Darunter steht:
«WOLLE!»
Der Imperativ ist absurd.
Man kann niemanden zum Wollen zwingen.
Man kann niemanden zur Freiheit befehlen.
Man kann niemanden zur Verantwortung kommandieren.
Und dennoch bleibt der Satz stehen.
Nicht als Befehl.
Sondern als Erinnerung.
Dass Menschen nur dann gemeinsam Wirklichkeit erschaffen, wenn sie bereit sind, ihren Willen zu bilden, ihn zu erklären und ihn gegen das Egalfeld zu verteidigen.
Vielleicht ist das die ganze Botschaft des Dorfzwockels.
Nicht:
«Denke!»
Nicht:
«Glaube!»
Nicht:
«Folge!»
Sondern:
«Wolle!»
Oder, wenn das schon zu viel verlangt ist:
«Wolle wenigstens etwas wirklich nicht.»
Denn auch ein begründetes Nein ist mehr Wirklichkeit als tausend unverbindliche Vielleichts.
Der Dorfzwockel, Kommunikationskanalklempner zu Obergladbach
Reparatur.
Kein Produkt.
Ein Leck.
#Wolle #Dorfzwockel #Infologie #Willenserklärung #Filterblase #Egalfeld #Bürgerbus #Bürgerhaus #Ehrenamt #Soziologie #Philosophie #Faust #Kommunikation #Partisanenepistemologie #AußerproprietäreOpposition #apoWF
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...unterwegs in die Faust. Es spielen auf: The Undertones
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Das Schöne am Briefwechsel #Goethe - #Schiller ist u.a., dass die beiden neben ihren Alltagsproblemen ("Muss weg, muss am Schloß des Herzogs weiterbauen." (Goethe), "Oh, meine Frau bekommt noch ein Kind. Und ich fühle mich nicht wohl." (Schiller)) ganz nebenbei #Wallenstein, #Faust, #MariaStuart und diverse andere #Klassiker schreiben, die wir heute noch lesen und deuten.
#Weimar #Jena -
Das Schöne am Briefwechsel #Goethe - #Schiller ist u.a., dass die beiden neben ihren Alltagsproblemen ("Muss weg, muss am Schloß des Herzogs weiterbauen." (Goethe), "Oh, meine Frau bekommt noch ein Kind. Und ich fühle mich nicht wohl." (Schiller)) ganz nebenbei #Wallenstein, #Faust, #MariaStuart und diverse andere #Klassiker schreiben, die wir heute noch lesen und deuten.
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I really like the #FAuSt (Functional Audio Stream) #programming language, developed at GRAME in France by Orlarey, et al. It is designed for realtime sound synthesis and control for live music performances. But its #functional core is equally at home in DSP, robotics, and similar #realtime #embedded processing and control systems.
The Faust compiler translates the high-level FP constructs down to C, C++, Rust, Java, JavaScript, WASM, and even LLVM byte code. It has an intuitive, built-in support for parallelism. It can target the whole gamut of platforms: desktop, web, mobile, and MCUs. There is even an official demo for the ESP32 audio DevKit boards. Oh and, it also comes with a built-in GUI library of audio mixer controls.
The generated C code is usually better optimised than handwritten code. This language has been around since 2002, so it is very stable. And because it emerged from an academic research environment, there are tonnes of well written papers and books for it. In short, Faust is a great language to write production-ready, custom DSP algorithms.
Do note that Faust's syntax is quite brisk. But it is nowhere near as brusque as the syntax of Backus's famed FP.
I heartily recommend Faust to the #EE who designs and implements realtime embedded systems, especially for #audio and #music applications.
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I really like the #FAuSt (Functional Audio Stream) #programming language, developed at GRAME in France by Orlarey, et al. It is designed for realtime sound synthesis and control for live music performances. But its #functional core is equally at home in DSP, robotics, and similar #realtime #embedded processing and control systems.
The Faust compiler translates the high-level FP constructs down to C, C++, Rust, Java, JavaScript, WASM, and even LLVM byte code. It has an intuitive, built-in support for parallelism. It can target the whole gamut of platforms: desktop, web, mobile, and MCUs. There is even an official demo for the ESP32 audio DevKit boards. Oh and, it also comes with a built-in GUI library of audio mixer controls.
The generated C code is usually better optimised than handwritten code. This language has been around since 2002, so it is very stable. And because it emerged from an academic research environment, there are tonnes of well written papers and books for it. In short, Faust is a great language to write production-ready, custom DSP algorithms.
Do note that Faust's syntax is quite brisk. But it is nowhere near as brusque as the syntax of Backus's famed FP.
I heartily recommend Faust to the #EE who designs and implements realtime embedded systems, especially for #audio and #music applications.
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Bertolts Bruch und Friedrichs Fiasko: Den #Faust im Genick II oder der real existierende #Pessimismus
https://www.l-iz.de/bildung/2026/05/bertolts-bruch-und-friedrichs-fiasko-den-faust-im-genick-ii-656539
#Kolumne -
Bertolts Bruch und Friedrichs Fiasko: Den #Faust im Genick II oder der real existierende #Pessimismus
https://www.l-iz.de/bildung/2026/05/bertolts-bruch-und-friedrichs-fiasko-den-faust-im-genick-ii-656539
#Kolumne -
G-Nitro’s Daily Music Wrap-Up – 5/06/26
I check out an album by Faust.
Favorite Videos include a My Analog Journal set, a LUCY live clip, and more!
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G-Nitro’s Daily Music Wrap-Up – 5/06/26
I check out an album by Faust.
Favorite Videos include a My Analog Journal set, a LUCY live clip, and more!
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This extract reminds me so much of Trump:
FAUST
\[…\]
Who art thou, then?MEPHISTOPHELES
Part of that Power, not understood,
Which always wills the Bad, and always works the Good.FAUST
What hidden sense in this enigma lies?MEPHISTOPHELES
I am the Spirit that Denies!
\[…\]Source: "Faust, Part One" by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faust,_Part_OneTrump's actions provoke backlashes, e.g. his actions against Europe / the EU made many governments and governmental institutions rethink their dependence on US software and services. France is switching to Linux, there are EuroStack, ZenDiS (with openDesk and openCode), …
#Trump #Goethe #Faust #Mephisto #Mephistopheles #Europe #EU #digitalsovereignty #EuroStack #ZenDiS #openDesk #Linux
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Finished the first two books of Dan Simmon’s Hyperion Cantos, it was very uplifting and put me in the mood for 1700s poetry. So I started reading Faust! It’s surprisingly easy to follow and filled me with a sort of cosmic empathy. It got me thinking, what would it be like to see the world as God does, to reconcile billions upon billions of different lives and viewpoints, human and nonhuman, into a single harmonious hymn that sounds and resounds with love? I’m not alone, I’m surrounded by all of Creation! Dear reader, I love you!
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Finished the first two books of Dan Simmon’s Hyperion Cantos, it was very uplifting and put me in the mood for 1700s poetry. So I started reading Faust! It’s surprisingly easy to follow and filled me with a sort of cosmic empathy. It got me thinking, what would it be like to see the world as God does, to reconcile billions upon billions of different lives and viewpoints, human and nonhuman, into a single harmonious hymn that sounds and resounds with love? I’m not alone, I’m surrounded by all of Creation! Dear reader, I love you!
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Je vais parler de mes interprétations préférées moi aussi.
C'est pas mon opéra préféré mais j'aime quand même beaucoup Faust de Gounod. Ça parle du docteur Faust, au bout de sa vie qui fait une crise et se demande à quoi ça m'a servi tout ça, la connaissance la science et tout, vazy ranafout toi je t'emmerde toi je t'emmerde toi aussi keskevouzaléfèr et Dieu je t'emmerde aussi mais d'une force vous avez pas idée
Sur ce on sonne
— NON j'ai pas cinq minutes pour parler de Jésus bordel
— C'est pas Jésus lol moi je suis le diable et je peux peut-être faire quelque chose pour toi, ça t'en bouche un coin hein 😈
— Ah ouais ? Bah vas-y prouve-le je suis pas d'humeur là
— Ben je peux te donner littéralement tout ce que tu veux, dis un truc tu l'asFaust voit une fille par la fenêtre (Marguerite) qui lui tape dans l'œil et dit euhh rends-moi jeune et beau gosse je viens d'avoir une idée si tu vois ce que je veux dire
Méphisto fait « laisse une goutte de sang là tu sais c'est pas gratuit cette histoire, je te fais le deal standard »
Faust qui ne pense déjà plus avec son cerveau lui dit uéué tkt allez ça dégage maintenant je suis occupé là byeFin de l'acte I.
Acte II : C'est la fête du village. Docteur Faust avec son nouveau summer body a la ferme intention de serrer. Il stalke un peu Marguerite et il va faire son move mais qui voilà t'y pas, Méphisto débarque comme s'il était chez lui, déguisé, salut les djeunz, il fait des clins d'œil salaces à Faust, il se moque de son crush, il commence à faire des tours de magie de plus en plus cringe. C'est un énorme party pooper en somme, tout ça pour rappeler à Faust « tu m'appartiens tu sais, t'es ma biatch, mais amuse-toi hein, fais comme si j'étais pas là lol »
Et pour mettre l'ambiance, il prend le micro et il met un son pour expliquer à quel point c'est lui le patron : l'air du Veau d'or.
Et je trouve que personne ne l'a jamais mieux chanté que Boris Christoff. (Je dois dire que je ne suis ni chanteur ni spécialiste de l'opéra, c'est juste mon ressenti subjectif.)
Sa prononciation et son articulation sont parfaites, il met de l'intention dans chaque syllabe, y compris et surtout dans les mots les plus forts du texte (abject, infâme, sang, fange), et son jeu donnerait des frissons à Jack Nicholson.
Qu'est-ce que j'aime ce clip, je pourrais le regarder en boucle pendant des heures.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIwCEVk8r6E
J'arrête là mais regardez l'opéra si vous voulez savoir comment ça se termine, il est chouette :)
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Je vais parler de mes interprétations préférées moi aussi.
C'est pas mon opéra préféré mais j'aime quand même beaucoup Faust de Gounod. Ça parle du docteur Faust, au bout de sa vie qui fait une crise et se demande à quoi ça m'a servi tout ça, la connaissance la science et tout, vazy ranafout toi je t'emmerde toi je t'emmerde toi aussi keskevouzaléfèr et Dieu je t'emmerde aussi mais d'une force vous avez pas idée
Sur ce on sonne
— NON j'ai pas cinq minutes pour parler de Jésus bordel
— C'est pas Jésus lol moi je suis le diable et je peux peut-être faire quelque chose pour toi, ça t'en bouche un coin hein 😈
— Ah ouais ? Bah vas-y prouve-le je suis pas d'humeur là
— Ben je peux te donner littéralement tout ce que tu veux, dis un truc tu l'asFaust voit une fille par la fenêtre (Marguerite) qui lui tape dans l'œil et dit euhh rends-moi jeune et beau gosse je viens d'avoir une idée si tu vois ce que je veux dire
Méphisto fait « laisse une goutte de sang là tu sais c'est pas gratuit cette histoire, je te fais le deal standard »
Faust qui ne pense déjà plus avec son cerveau lui dit uéué tkt allez ça dégage maintenant je suis occupé là byeFin de l'acte I.
Acte II : C'est la fête du village. Docteur Faust avec son nouveau summer body a la ferme intention de serrer. Il stalke un peu Marguerite et il va faire son move mais qui voilà t'y pas, Méphisto débarque comme s'il était chez lui, déguisé, salut les djeunz, il fait des clins d'œil salaces à Faust, il se moque de son crush, il commence à faire des tours de magie de plus en plus cringe. C'est un énorme party pooper en somme, tout ça pour rappeler à Faust « tu m'appartiens tu sais, t'es ma biatch, mais amuse-toi hein, fais comme si j'étais pas là lol »
Et pour mettre l'ambiance, il prend le micro et il met un son pour expliquer à quel point c'est lui le patron : l'air du Veau d'or.
Et je trouve que personne ne l'a jamais mieux chanté que Boris Christoff. (Je dois dire que je ne suis ni chanteur ni spécialiste de l'opéra, c'est juste mon ressenti subjectif.)
Sa prononciation et son articulation sont parfaites, il met de l'intention dans chaque syllabe, y compris et surtout dans les mots les plus forts du texte (abject, infâme, sang, fange), et son jeu donnerait des frissons à Jack Nicholson.
Qu'est-ce que j'aime ce clip, je pourrais le regarder en boucle pendant des heures.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIwCEVk8r6E
J'arrête là mais regardez l'opéra si vous voulez savoir comment ça se termine, il est chouette :)
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#TimeTravelAuthors 04/19. Any authorities in your story
Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost: The three authorities on time travel mentioned are Professor Henrietta Dubois, #Faust, and #NumaPompilius, 2nd king of Rome (reigned 715–672 BCE). It is unclear just how much they know, since none are very communicative.
Nothing is known about the authorities within the #KnightsTemplar, the #Illuminati, or the Lapin Cabal, but they must clearly have some. (To be revealed.)
#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch: Airisu has degrees in mysticism and Japanese mythology. This makes her handy when the characters slip into the Japanese Edo period.
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I remember that #Faust were such anarchists that they sort of split and both groups kept the name, so I ended up seeing both live
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🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #BBC6Music's #StuartMaconiesFreakZone
Faust:
🎵 Why Don't You Eat Carrotshttps://djcrow.bandcamp.com/track/faust-why-dont-you-eat-carrots
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🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #BBC6Music's #StuartMaconiesFreakZone
Faust:
🎵 Why Don't You Eat Carrotshttps://djcrow.bandcamp.com/track/faust-why-dont-you-eat-carrots
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Movie from 100 years ago with a really cool shot of the devil blotting out the sun over a town.
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Movie from 100 years ago with a really cool shot of the devil blotting out the sun over a town.
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 8: Post 85: 2025 Arkham 2 of 2 parts
#Wss366 Slip #MastoPrompt Brunt #TimeTravelAuthors 03/27. Alternate timelines?
[Continued from previous post.]
“The second is that I would like you to take notes on what happens. Deposit them regularly and secretly. You will want to review them later.”
“Where do you want me to leave them?”
I hadn’t thought about that. I manifested a phone and searched for a mailbox rental place. “Rent a box in the name of Sarah Lock…”
That was a #slip. I could feel Emily’s eyes boring into me. What is it with her and that name?
“Lockhorn. Sarah Lockhorn,” I improvised. “At Arkham Mailstop.”
“That’s too obvious. They’ll spot her depositing mail,” Emily said, and took the full #brunt of another of her glares.
“Who?” Ms. Dubois looked between us, mystified.
“I’ll explain in a minute. That’s item three,” I said.
“I could leave them in my office?”
“No,” Emily and I said together, and I continued, “It’s going to be ransacked.”
“I don’t suppose you’re going to explain that,” the professor said, her tone petulant.
“No, I’m sorry I mentioned it,” I said.
Dubois sighed. “You know the hole in the big oak in Franklin Square Park? I could slip them in there.”
“Where’s that?” I asked.
"Behind that awful modern art statue. You know, the one that looks like a rock gnome giving the heavens the finger.”
I didn’t know where that was, either, but I figured I could find it. There couldn't be many statues like that.
"That will do," I said. "The third thing is to watch out for anthropomorphic rabbits wearing ICE Nine vests. Try to stay away from them. But note anything you see. It's important."
“What? Rabbits?”
Emily and I both shrugged and smiled.
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri #Faust
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 8: Post 85: 2025 Arkham 2 of 2 parts
#Wss366 Slip #MastoPrompt Brunt #TimeTravelAuthors 03/27. Alternate timelines?
[Continued from previous post.]
“The second is that I would like you to take notes on what happens. Deposit them regularly and secretly. You will want to review them later.”
“Where do you want me to leave them?”
I hadn’t thought about that. I manifested a phone and searched for a mailbox rental place. “Rent a box in the name of Sarah Lock…”
That was a #slip. I could feel Emily’s eyes boring into me. What is it with her and that name?
“Lockhorn. Sarah Lockhorn,” I improvised. “At Arkham Mailstop.”
“That’s too obvious. They’ll spot her depositing mail,” Emily said, and took the full #brunt of another of her glares.
“Who?” Ms. Dubois looked between us, mystified.
“I’ll explain in a minute. That’s item three,” I said.
“I could leave them in my office?”
“No,” Emily and I said together, and I continued, “It’s going to be ransacked.”
“I don’t suppose you’re going to explain that,” the professor said, her tone petulant.
“No, I’m sorry I mentioned it,” I said.
Dubois sighed. “You know the hole in the big oak in Franklin Square Park? I could slip them in there.”
“Where’s that?” I asked.
"Behind that awful modern art statue. You know, the one that looks like a rock gnome giving the heavens the finger.”
I didn’t know where that was, either, but I figured I could find it. There couldn't be many statues like that.
"That will do," I said. "The third thing is to watch out for anthropomorphic rabbits wearing ICE Nine vests. Try to stay away from them. But note anything you see. It's important."
“What? Rabbits?”
Emily and I both shrugged and smiled.
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri #Faust
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 8: Post 85: 2025 Arkham 1 of 2 parts
#Wss366 Slip #MastoPrompt Brunt #TimeTravelAuthors 03/27. Alternate timelines?
Even with the abridged version, Emily’s eyes had glazed over by the time Professor Dubois finished. For my part, I only understood the high-level stuff. The salient details were twofold: first, that Faust knew more about time travel than I ever had and might have information on the Rabbits; and second, that while every time-particle had minor differences, alternate timelines were almost impossible. Time-pressure quickly erased significant deviations.
Emily had a question about that. “So you’re saying that saving Archduke Ferdinand or killing Hitler wouldn’t change history?”
"Exactly. There would be a short-term disturbance, but things would ultimately settle back into place. Faust tried to save Margarete several times, but she was always executed or died violently."
“But something like a meteor that caused the dinosaurs to go extinct would be enough?”
I saw what Emily was getting at, but I wasn't sure how she had arrived at the conclusion that there was a deeper reason for us to have witnessed that event. Besides, how do you influence a meteor?
“Possibly… I suppose. At least locally, but not on a universal scale.” Then, Ms. Dubois turned to me, said, “There were three reasons for your coming. What is the second?”
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri #Faust
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 8: Post 85: 2025 Arkham 1 of 2 parts
#Wss366 Slip #MastoPrompt Brunt #TimeTravelAuthors 03/27. Alternate timelines?
Even with the abridged version, Emily’s eyes had glazed over by the time Professor Dubois finished. For my part, I only understood the high-level stuff. The salient details were twofold: first, that Faust knew more about time travel than I ever had and might have information on the Rabbits; and second, that while every time-particle had minor differences, alternate timelines were almost impossible. Time-pressure quickly erased significant deviations.
Emily had a question about that. “So you’re saying that saving Archduke Ferdinand or killing Hitler wouldn’t change history?”
"Exactly. There would be a short-term disturbance, but things would ultimately settle back into place. Faust tried to save Margarete several times, but she was always executed or died violently."
“But something like a meteor that caused the dinosaurs to go extinct would be enough?”
I saw what Emily was getting at, but I wasn't sure how she had arrived at the conclusion that there was a deeper reason for us to have witnessed that event. Besides, how do you influence a meteor?
“Possibly… I suppose. At least locally, but not on a universal scale.” Then, Ms. Dubois turned to me, said, “There were three reasons for your coming. What is the second?”
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri #Faust
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Goethes Faust (2020)
verfügbar bis 14.04.2026https://www.imdb.com/de/title/tt3996898
#GoethesFaust #Faust #Goethe #JohannWolfgangVonGoethe #film #Literaturverfilmung #ard #ardmediathek #mediathek #KarstenPruehl #BernardoAriasPorras #HeidrunBartholomäus #PeerBlank
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“What matters to you defines your mattering”*…
Further in a fashion to yesterday’s post, and via the always illuminating Delanceyplace.com, an explication of one of the most fundamental of all human needs: an excerpt from Rebecca Goldstein‘s The Mattering Instinct, in which she draws on one of the fathers of both pragmatism and psychology, William James…
We speak both of what matters and of who matters. In fact, we speak a great deal about both.
Consider what matters. In recent decades, the phrase why X matters has become a template for dozens of book titles, including Why Beauty Matters, Why Emotions Matter, Why Family Matters, Why Genealogy Matters, Why Good Sex Matters, Why Jesus Matters, Why Knowledge Matters, Why Liberalism Matters, Why Money Matters, and Why Stories Matter. The profusion of titles, many of them mutually exclusive–after all, if Jesus matters, then how, too, can money?–testifies to our preoccupation with what matters.
And it’s not only the question of what matters but also of who matters that’s urgent. Consider: In 2013, seventeen-year-old Trayvon Martin, a Black American, was visiting, together with his father, his father’s fiance at her townhouse in a gated community in Florida. While the grownups were out, Trayvon went to a nearby convenience store to get himself some snacks and, on his way back, was shot by a Neighborhood Watch volunteer, George Zimmerman, himself a member of a minority as a Hispanic American. Zimmerman found Trayvon suspicious looking–the boy’s hoodie was prominently mentioned in news stories–and called the police, while he continued to trail the teenager, a course of action ultimately ending in the boy’s death. Trayvon hadn’t been armed. All that was found on him was a bag of Skittles and an iced tea.
After the acquittal of the shooter, the hashtag #BlackLivesMatter exploded onto social media. The three-word slogan soon went beyond mere hashtags and placards, following the deaths of two more unarmed Black Americans, Michael Brown and Eric Garner, to become a political movement. Those who opposed Black Lives Matter sometimes offered as rejoinders their own three-word slogans: ‘All Lives Matter,’ or ‘Blue Lives Matter,’ this last referring to police officers. Of course, ‘Black Lives Matter’ isn’t inconsistent with either ‘All Lives Matter’ or ‘Blue Lives Matter,’ since ‘Black Lives Matter’ isn’t synonymous with ‘Only Black Lives Matter.’ The power and the poignancy of the original slogan lay in its minimalism. But what the battle of the slogans made clear is the potency of the verb to matter, in this instance applied not to the question of what matters but rather who matters.
So what exactly does the verb to matter mean? Here is a quick working definition: To matter is to be deserving of attention. It’s the same whether we are speaking of what matters or who matters. The thing or the person that matters makes a claim on us; at the very least, a claim is made on our attention.
The claim of being deserving of attention may be based on consequences that would ensue from paying attention or not paying attention–as when we ask, say, does voting really matter? We’re asking whether voting makes a difference; and so whether it’s worth our while to pay the attention called for in voting. It’s still the question of being deserving of attention, but what decides the issue is the consequences. In other circumstances, claims of mattering–of being deserving of attention–are independent of considerations of consequences, as when we assert that Black lives matter or that all lives matter. Here it’s intrinsic mattering, having nothing to do with consequences. And what intrinsic mattering comes down to is being deserving of attention. To claim that Black lives matter, as all lives matter, is to make claims regarding the deservingness of attention.
This leaves us with two more terms to explicate: attention and deservingness.
Attention is a mental phenomenon studied by contemporary psychologists, cognitive scientists, and neuroscientists–in other words, it is a subject for the empirical sciences.
The best definition I know of the phenomenon was given by the philosopher and psychologist William James. Attention, he wrote, is ‘the taking possession by the mind, in clear and vivid form, of one out of what may seem several simultaneously possible objects or trains of thoughts.’ Focalization, concentration of consciousness, are of its essence. It implies withdrawal from some things in order to deal effectively with others and is a condition which has a real opposite in the confused, dazed, scatterbrained state which in French is called distraction, and Zerstreutheit in German.
James implies that attention is something we do. ‘It is the taking possession by the mind.’ The world’s languages agree. In English we pay attention, while in other languages we give, lend, gift, dedicate, sacrifice, prepare, turn, attach, apply, infuse, and arouse our attention. The linguistic formations all imply that there is activity and agency in attention. His definition also makes clear how attention, as an activity, is to be distinguished from the broader notion of consciousness. After all, that confused, dazed, scatterbrained state is a state of consciousness, though the ‘real opposite’ of paying attention.
His definition also entails that attention is limited and selective: withdrawal from some things. Every act of attention is an act of exclusion. In paying attention to something, we are forced to ignore a multitude of other things. And he ties this limitedness and selectivity with attention’s usefulness: in order to deal effectively. Contemporary psychology agrees. Attention’s limitedness and selectivity is crucial to its usefulness and linked to the reason why organisms evolved attention in the first place: to pay attention to changeable things in the organism’s immediate environment that can help or hinder it, nourish or annihilate it. That unpleasant smell, for example, may very well signal toxicity. Note the presence of the word changeable. The function of attention is tied to what is variable, not just to what is relevant to fitness. Oxygen, our heartbeat, gravity, and many other things are vital to our survival, and our unconscious mental processes must take them into account. But they tend to be constant, so there is no need to allocate our limited window of attention to them, unless circumstances alarmingly change.
The agency entailed in the act of paying attention means that we have some control over what we do and don’t pay attention to. You may be unable to remain oblivious to the bad music blasting in your gym or the rank smell seeping into your kitchen–stimuli that are intense or that pop out of your surroundings. But you can decide to pay no attention to, say, gossip or popular culture, social media or your weight. You can decide that they simply don’t matter, which is to say that they’re not deserving of your attention. And this brings us to the second component of the English verb to matter–namely deservingness.
Deservingness introduces an entirely different level of consideration into our preoccupations with mattering. It’s a level that goes beyond the psychological, beyond the empirical altogether. Deservingness draws us into the nonempirical sphere of values and justifications, of oughts and ought-nots. This is the sphere that philosophers call normative, because it invokes norms of justification. The mattering instinct means that we are normative creatures down to our core. We think and act and shape our lives within the sphere of justifications. Instead of calling ourselves Homo sapiens, we might better have christened ourselves Homo justificans.
It’s the presence of deservingness in the concept of mattering that raises us up into an entirely different order of both complexity and perplexedness. The mattering instinct has us straining beyond the empirical for the normative knowledge that eludes us. We are carried over into the sphere of values and justifications without being equipped to see our way through. Here is the epistemic elusiveness that injects the unsubdued doubt–and hence unease–into the heart of what it is to pursue a human life.
We speak both of what matters and of who matters. And behind our preoccupations with both is the most urgent of all our mattering questions, which is voiced in the first person: Do I matter? This is the mother of our mattering questions. Ultimately, we want to know what matters because we desperately want our own lives to be driven by what matters. We want to know who matters because we desperately want to be numbered among the ones who matter.
Self-mattering–feeling ourselves overwhelmingly deserving of our own attention–is baked into our identity. The usefulness of attention, to which William James alluded, is its usefulness to ourselves. So it’s no wonder that the greater part of our attention is given over to ourselves, whether overtly or tacitly. Throughout the enormous complexity of how the mind works, our self-mattering is presumed. And yet, astonishing creatures that we are, we are able, by way of the capacity for self-reflection with which our brains come equipped, to step outside of our self-mattering, which is to step outside ourselves, to pose the mother of all mattering questions…
It’s the deservingness component that separates the mattering for which we long from such empirical psychological states as having confidence or self-esteem. You can go online right now, or schedule a visit to a psychologist, and take a test that measures your confidence or self-esteem. There will be a series of statements to which you respond with the degree of your agreement, such as: I feel that I am a person of worth, at least on an equal plane with others. I feel that I have a number of good qualities. All in all, I am inclined to feel that I’m a failure. The test may even provide a numerical score, similar to an IQ test. The Rosenberg Self-Esteem Scale, for example, which is one of the most widely used measures of self-esteem and from which I’ve taken the above statements, provides a numerical value from 1 to 30, with any score under 15 indicating low self-esteem. It was none other than William James who first formulated the concept of self-esteem, offering an equation as its definition.
But these assessments of how good you feel about yourself, often in relation to others, aren’t tests of whether you truly, objectively, existentially matter. To figure out that question, the mother of all mattering questions, you can’t take an empirical test. Your self-esteem score, whether high or low, may be grounded in self-delusion, and the mother question is a demand for the answer that lies on the other side of self-delusion. Do I truly and objectively matter? I know that I can’t help feeling that I do, but do I really?
When it comes to our own mattering, we are staunch realists. We don’t want feelings. We want the facts.”…
See also “Why We Need to Feel Like We Matter” (source of the image above)
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As we wonder about worth, we might spare a thought for a man who unquestionably mattered, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe; he died on this date in 1832. A poet, playwright, artist, biologist, theoretical physicist, and philosopher, he is probably best remembered these days for Faust. But by virtue of the breadth and depth of his work, he is considered “the master spirit of the German people,” and, after Napoleon, the leading figure of his age.
Portrait by Joseph Karl Stieler, 1828 (source) #culture #Drama #Faust #Goethe #history #JohannWolfgangVonGoethe #literature #matter #mattering #philosophy #Psychology #RebeccaGoldstein #Science #selfWorth #WilliamJames #worth
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