Thursday, February 23, 2012

Looking for English to Latin translation.

“The philosophers of Greece deduced their morals from the nature of man rather from that of God. They meditated, however, on the Divine Nature as, ah, very curious, and important speculations, and in the profound inquiry they displayed the strength and weakness of human understanding,”

'de philosphi de Graecia…repeto suum mores ex vis de vir quinymo ex ut de Deus. Theoricus, vero, et Divinus Vis ut a valde curiosus, quod maximus theoricus, quod et profundus percunctor et propono vires quod infirmitas de humanus cogitum. Vero, eram ut recipero ut divinus verum situs fabula poeta, quod institutio de priscus, vel ut adore, ut filiolus, illud trunco res quos contemptus ut homo.’

“How indeed, was it possible that a philosopher should accept as divine truths the idle tales of the poets, and the incoherent traditions of antiquity, or that he should adore, as gods, those imperfect beings whom he must have despised as men?”

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Wednesday, February 1, 2012

A humble aspiration.




When I got to a certain age, I began to reflect on some of the things that I had missed over the years. I'm convinced this is a common failing among men, but be that as it may, I came up with the proverbial 'bucket list.'

It was a time of introspection and self-examination, one not recommended for light entertainment.

Okay, so I never got married, never had kids, never had a long-term full-time job that lasted more than two or three years, and I still don't have any real prospects, and while I don't necessarily regret not being married, I do see the way parents look at their own children, with love and a kind of pride in their eyes and I sort of get it...no, really, I do.

It's just something that I'll have to get over. But there were certain things on the list. For one, I would like to get laid again before I die. Is that so bad? Seems pretty humble to me. Almost practical really, for all the guys that go postal and wind up in the news seem to be dealing with a kind of unspoken frustration, perhaps status-related.

At the top of the list, was a bicycle. That's right, a bicycle. That seems like a pretty humble aspiration, but another common failing is the longing, or the attempt to recapture lost youth.

I'll be honest with you, a bicycle is not very good for picking up chicks, but that wasn't the real purpose, although I may have joked about it from time to time. It gives people something to talk about.

In some ways it actually worked, for I did things and went places that I wouldn't have otherwise.

At about $400, to own one nice new thing, is not unreasonable. It really is better to ride a bike two blocks to the store once in a while.

On this particular day, I probably rode about twenty kilometres. I found the big tree I like, and said hello. I stayed away from the house for two or three hours, and sometimes that's important as well.

My needs are simple, and my wants are not complex.