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El Castillo de Lanhoso (X-XI-XII-XIII) - O Castelo de Lanhoso / O Castelo de Póvoa de Lanhoso (port.) que se encuentra cerca de Póvoa de Lanhoso, capital de la freguesia y del concelho del mismo nombre, en la Región del Norte, Sub-región de Ave, Distrito de Braga, Antigua provincia de Minho, Portugal.
La historia documentada de este castillo empezó a finales del siglo X, cuando fue mencionada una antigua fortificación de origen romano en cuyos cimientos se levantaría poco tiempo después la fortaleza de Lanhoso. Su aspecto actual el Castillo de Lanhoso adquirió en el siglo XIII, después de la reconstrucción provocada por una tragedia que sucedió entre sus murallas. Aquel caso es conocido como "un terrible crimen pasional".
Y aunque lo acontecido fue bien documentado, pero, siendo relatado por los testiigos diferentes con los detalles un poco distintos, casi se convirtió en una de las leyendas del Castillo de Lanhoso.
En aquella época el alcalde del Castillo de Lanhoso fue Don Rui Gonçalves de Pereira, tetrabuelo del famoso Condestable Don Nuno Álvares Pereira. Ese alcalde del Castillo de Lanhoso tenía una mujer de belleza fascinante que se llamaba Ines Sánchez.. Una vez , cuando el alcalde se encontrava de viaje bastante lejos del castillo, por casualidad él se enteró de la infidelidad conyugal de su esposa. El alcalde descubrió que ella estaba enamorada de un fraile del monasterio de Bouro y aprovechaba los frecuentes viajes de su marido para encontrarse con su amante.
Entonces el alcalde interrumpió su viaje y regresó al Castillo de Lanhoso. Al llegar él ordenó cerrar todas las puertas de la torre donde se encontraban Inés y el monje en aquel momento y mandó encendiarla provocando la muerte de su esposa infiel y de su amante. Además en aquel fuego de los celos del enfurecido alcalde también murieron dos sus servidores, pues él consideró que ellos fueron cómplices de Inés por no haberla denunciado. Fue imposible ocultar estos asesinatos pues todos los habitantes de los pueblos vecinos y todos los habitantes del castillo fueron testigos de aquel incendio tremendo cuyas llamas alumbraron aquella noche convirtiendo una fortaleza en una enorme hoguera. Y decían los testigos que además de Inés, su amante y dos servidores del alcalde ninguna persona quien estuvo durante aquella noche malograda dentro del castillo se escapó con vida, ni siquiera los animales domésticos...
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Je ne m'intéresse pas à la façon dont tu gagnes ta vie,
Je veux savoir à quoi tu aspires, et si tu oses rêver de réaliser le désir ardent de ton cœur.
Je ne m'intéresse pas à ton âge.
Je veux savoir, si pour la quête de l'amour et de tes rêves,
Pour l'aventure de te sentir vivre, tu prendras le risque d'être considéré comme fou.
Je ne m'intéresse pas aux astres qui croisent ta lune.
Je veux savoir si tu as touché le centre de ta propre souffrance,
Si les trahisons vécues t'ont ouvert, ou si tu t'es fané et renfermé par craintes de blessures ultérieures.
Je veux savoir si tu peux vivre avec la douleur, la tienne ou la mienne, sans t'agiter pour la cacher, l'amoindrir ou la fixer.
Je veux savoir si tu peux vivre avec la joie, la tienne ou la mienne, si tu oses danser, envahi par l'extase jusqu'au bout des doigts et des orteils sans être prudent ou réaliste et sans te souvenir des conventions du genre humain.
Je ne m'intéresse pas à la véracité de l'histoire que tu racontes.
Je veux savoir si tu es capable de décevoir quelqu'un pour rester fidèle à toi-même, si tu supportes l'accusation d'une trahison, sans pour autant devenir infidèle à ton âme.
Je veux savoir si tu sais faire confiance, et si tu es digne de confiance.
Je veux savoir si tu peux voir la beauté, même lors des jours sombres et si tu peux trouver la source de ta vie dans la présence de cette beauté.
Je veux savoir si tu peux vivre avec l'échec, le tien ou le mien,
Et malgré cela rester debout au bord du lac et crier: "Oui !" au disque argenté de la lune.
Je ne m'intéresse pas à l'endroit où tu vis ni à la quantité d'argent que tu as.
Je veux savoir si après une nuit de chagrin et de désespoir,
Tu peux te lever et faire ce qui est nécessaire pour les enfants.
Je ne m'intéresse pas à ce que tu es, ni comment tu es arrivé ici.
Je veux savoir si tu peux rester au centre du feu avec moi, sans reculer.
Je ne m'intéresse pas à ce que tu as étudié, ni où, ni avec qui.
Je veux savoir ce qui te soutient à l'intérieur, lorsque tout le reste s'écroule.
Je veux savoir si tu peux être seul avec toi-même, et si tu aimes véritablement la compagnie de tes moments vides.
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Y hoy regresas aquí con el síndrome de victima con llantos y fallaste a perfección este teatro permíteme reírme, que gracioso te quedo el show pero niña por Dios no pretendas someterme a tu chantaje donde tu psicología me hace el culpable levante del suelo, que llorando te vez fatal y no, y no tolero una infidelidad absurda, Sinónimo de traición no no, no no ya mataste con tu dedo defectivo aquella historia que alguna vez aquí existió ya este amor infecto de traición, contagio la ilusión, no hay medicación que deshaga el tumor, que nació en mi interior y por mi condición, le quedan meses de vida a mi corazón. (♫)
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I find out by chance about a procession “that is not marked on the web maps”, I can’t find anything about it even though I searched for a long time on the Internet, and yet the “report” seems true, a procession so little known is something I can’t let slip, I’ll go, then we’ll see; the procession, a mix of devotion and deep respect between the priest and the villagers, is there, it is celebrated in the village near Novara di Sicilia, called Badiavecchia, and “the Saint” is Saint Hugh the Abbott, patron saint of the village and of Novara di Sicilia itself. Personally, I am always fascinated by how events that happened centuries ago remain alive in popular devotion. In the film “Gladiator”, General Maximus Decimus Meridius (Russell Crowe) incites his legionaries against the barbarians in one scene and says, “What we do in life echoes in eternity!”, and this is exactly what happens with Sicilian religious processions and festivals. The celebrated Saints resemble an inexhaustible echo that reverberates in popular traditions. The story of Saint Hugh the Abbot (or Saint Hugh of Novara of Sicily) deserves an important historical preview, with Roger II, king of Sicily, (called the Norman), a unique figure especially if compared to his time, he was an enlightened and liberal king, who distinguished himself in the political panorama of those times, where massacring each other with the many wars seemed to be the only interest of the tyrants of the time; he was not interested in wars, Sicily under his guidance became a commercially and culturally flourishing island, also favored in this by its location in the center of the Mediterranean, a crossroads-hinge of three continents, between North and South, between East and West; the rest of the continent is at war against the infidels, Roger II instead welcomed all religions on the island, leaving freedom of worship to one's own god, thus a peaceful coexistence between Muslims and Christians is achieved, at the court of King Roger there are men of culture, intellectuals, even of Muslim origin, architects, masters of the arts and science, philosophy and politics; the three great cultures of the Mediterranean collaborated with each other, in Sicily the racial harmony and tolerance of King Roger, materialized in a unique reality present only in the his Sicily, which will last only 64 years, a happy period that will end with his death: Roger had demonstrated that an alternative was possible (this consideration is also valid for the terrible current events ...). This is to introduce Ugo (who was not yet a Saint in his lifetime), King Roger II wanted the construction of a monastery in Novara di Sicilia, begun in 1137, to be completed, and to do this he asked the abbot of Chiaravalle to send his monks (belonging to the Cistercian order) to the kingdom of Sicily. Ugo, a disciple of Saint Bernard of Chiaravalle, was among these monks, and he was entrusted with the management of the monastery; he died in Novara di Sicilia on November 17, but the year of his death is unknown; he was proclaimed patron saint of Novara di Sicilia in 1666, also becoming patron saint of the village of Badiavecchia. The procession I photographed was held in Badiavecchia, two things struck me, the relationship that existed between the priest Father Mario and his parishioners, a sincere relationship, of esteem, of brotherhood, comparable to that which can be experienced in a large extended family, the second thing, that unlike many processions-patron saint festivals, here there was no musical band, but a skilled violinist, followed by a collaborator who carried with her an amplified speaker, which served to spread and the poignant music made with the electronic violin, and the words of Don Mario amplified with a microphone, words that were said going to the various small neighborhoods (of Badiavecchia, and of Vallancazza, another village) stopping in front of the houses, with the parishioners listening at the door or in front of the windows, listening to the words of comfort said by Don Mario. I wanted to “tell with images” this very sweet procession, made above all with the heart, of a Sicily that has the appearance of a dizzying dive into the past, of a Sicily that still, evidently exists, but nevertheless difficult to find easily.
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Vengo a sapere in maniera del tutto casuale di una processione “che non è segnata sulle mappe del web”, non trovo nulla a riguardo pur avendo cercato a lungo su Internet, eppure la “segnalazione” sembra veritiera, una processione così poco conosciuta è una cosa che non posso lasciarmi sfuggire, vado, poi si vedrà; la processione, un misto di devozione e di profonda stima tra il sacerdote ed i paesani, c’è, si celebra nel borgo di Novara di Sicilia, chiamato Badiavecchia, ed “il festeggiato” è Sant’Ugo Abate, santo protettore del borgo e della stessa Novara di Sicilia. Personalmente sono sempre affascinato per come, eventi accaduti secoli addietro, restano sempre vivi nella devozione popolare, nel film “il Gladiatore” il generale Massimo Decimo Meridio (Russell Crowe) in una scena del film, incita i suoi legionari contro I barbari e dice ”ciò che facciamo in vita, riecheggia nell'eternità!”, ed è proprio questo quello che accade con le processioni-feste religiose Siciliane, i Santi festeggiati assomigliano ad una inesauribile eco, che si riverbera nelle tradizioni popolari. La storia di Sant’Ugo abate (o Sant’Ugo di Novara di Sicilia) merita una importante premessa di carattere storico, riguardo Ruggero II, che fu re di Sicilia, (detto il Normanno per le sue origini), figura unica soprattutto se rapportata al suo tempo, egli fu un re illuminato e liberale, distintosi nel panorama politico di quei tempi, ove il massacrarsi a vicenda con le tante guerre in corso sembrava essere l’unico interesse dei monarchi dell’epoca), a lui le guerre non lo interessavano, la Sicilia sotto la sua guida diviene una isola fiorente commercialmente e culturalmente, favorita in ciò anche dal suo trovarsi al centro del Mediterraneo, crocevia-cerniera di tre continenti, tra Settentrione e Meridione, tra Oriente ed Occidente; il resto del continente è in guerra contro gli infedeli musulmani, Ruggero II invece accoglie sull’isola tutte le religioni, lascia la libertà di culto nel proprio dio, si realizza così una serena convivenza tra musulmani e cristiani; alla corte di re Ruggero vi sono uomini di cultura, intellettuali, anche di origine musulmana, architetti, maestri nelle arti e nella scienza, nella filosofia e nella politica; le tre grandi culture del Mediterraneo collaborano tra loro, in Sicilia l’armonia razziale e la tolleranza volute da re Ruggero, si concretizzano in una realtà presente unicamente nella sua Sicilia, che durerà solo 64 anni, periodo felice che terminerà con la sua morte: Ruggero aveva dimostrato che una alternativa era possibile (questa considerazione vale anche per i terribili fatti d’attualità con le tante vittime civili a causa di guerre assurde…). Questo per introdurre Ugo (in vita ancora non era Santo), re Ruggero II desidera che venga completata la costruzione di un monastero a Novara di Sicilia iniziato nel 1137, per far ciò egli chiede all'abate di Chiaravalle di inviare nel regno di Sicilia i suoi monaci (appartenenti all’ordine dei cistercensi), Ugo, discepolo di san Bernardo di Chiaravalle, era tra questi monaci, ad gli venne affidata la conduzione del monastero; egli morì a Novara di Sicilia il 17 novembre, ma non se ne conosce l'anno della morte; egli fu proclamato patrono di Novara di Sicilia nel 1666, divenendo anche patrono del borgo di Novara detto Badiavecchia. La processione che ho fotografato si è tenuta proprio a Badiavecchia; due sono le cose che mi hanno colpito di questa processione (con giochi pirotecnici finali), il rapporto che c’era tra il sacerdote padre Mario ed i suoi parrocchiani, un rapporto sincero, di stima, di fratellanza, paragonabile a quello che si può vivere in una grande allargata famiglia, la seconda cosa, a differenza di molte processioni-feste patronali Siciliane, qui non c’era la banda musicale ad accompagnare la vara col santo, ma un abile, virtuoso violinista, al cui seguito una collaboratrice recava con se una cassa amplificata, la quale serviva a diffondere sia le struggenti musiche realizzate col violino elettronico, sia le parole di don Mario pronunciate con un microfono, parole che venivano dette ai fedeli in processione, recandosi tutti nei vari piccoli quartierini (di Badiavecchia, e di Vallancazza, altro borgo) soffermandosi di tanto in tanto davanti ad alcune abitazioni, con le parrocchiane/parrocchiani intenti ad ascoltare sull’uscio di casa o davanti alla finestra, ascoltando commossi le parole di conforto dette dal sacerdote don Mario. Ho desiderato “raccontare con immagini” questa dolcissima-serenissima processione, fatta soprattutto col cuore, di una Sicilia che ha l’aspetto di un vertiginoso tuffo nel passato, di una Sicilia che ancora esiste-e-resiste, ma purtuttavia non certo comune, da trovare non con estrema facilità.
Saint-Jacques le "Matamore"
Explication du thème de cette statue (source: Wikipédia)
Saint Jacques, réputé être le plus « bouillant » des apôtres du Christ, est souvent représenté en Espagne sous l'aspect du matamore, c'est-à-dire le « tueur de Maures ». Sa statue le montre alors monté sur un cheval blanc, frappant de son épée un ou plusieurs guerriers musulmans.
Cette figure de saint Jacques Matamore date de la bataille de Clavijo, qui opposa en 844 le roi des Asturies Ramiro Ier à l'émir de Cordoue Abd el Rahman II.
L'histoire raconte que, au plus fort de la mêlée, apparut un cavalier chevauchant un blanc destrier, portant un étendard blanc frappé d'une croix rouge, qui fendit littéralement de son épée les Maures qu'il trouvait sur son passage. Toujours selon cette histoire, la fougueuse apparition donna l'avantage aux combattants chrétiens, qui reconnurent en elle saint Jacques.
On voit dans cet épisode légendaire l'origine du fameux cri de guerre « ¡Santiago, cierra España! », équivalent de « Montjoie, saint Denis ! ».
Saint Jacques allait être durant toute la Reconquista le symbole et le saint patron de la lutte contre l'Infidèle. Un ordre de moines guerriers, les chevaliers de Santiago, allait même porter son nom.
La statue de saint Jacques Matamore a récemment fait l'objet d'une polémique concernant un éventuel retrait de la nef de la cathédrale de Saint-Jacques-de-Compostelle et un transfert au musée attenant. La commission culturelle du sanctuaire voulait éviter de « risquer de heurter la sensibilité d'autres groupes religieux ».
On peut comprendre l'objet de cette polémique. Les religieux chrétiens, juifs et musulmans y voient un blasphème. En effet, pour les plus savants d'entre eux, un Saint ne saurait intervenir en temps de guerre, seul le diable en serait capable.
Par ailleurs, cette statue constitue un non sens historique. Saint Jean connaissait très bien les territoires mauresque et numide, puisqu'ils étaient alors un refuge pour les chrétiens. Les peuples d'Afrique du Nord à cette époque étaient juifs, chrétiens ou paiens.
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I find out by chance about a procession “that is not marked on the web maps”, I can’t find anything about it even though I searched for a long time on the Internet, and yet the “report” seems true, a procession so little known is something I can’t let slip, I’ll go, then we’ll see; the procession, a mix of devotion and deep respect between the priest and the villagers, is there, it is celebrated in the village near Novara di Sicilia, called Badiavecchia, and “the Saint” is Saint Hugh the Abbott, patron saint of the village and of Novara di Sicilia itself. Personally, I am always fascinated by how events that happened centuries ago remain alive in popular devotion. In the film “Gladiator”, General Maximus Decimus Meridius (Russell Crowe) incites his legionaries against the barbarians in one scene and says, “What we do in life echoes in eternity!”, and this is exactly what happens with Sicilian religious processions and festivals. The celebrated Saints resemble an inexhaustible echo that reverberates in popular traditions. The story of Saint Hugh the Abbot (or Saint Hugh of Novara of Sicily) deserves an important historical preview, with Roger II, king of Sicily, (called the Norman), a unique figure especially if compared to his time, he was an enlightened and liberal king, who distinguished himself in the political panorama of those times, where massacring each other with the many wars seemed to be the only interest of the tyrants of the time; he was not interested in wars, Sicily under his guidance became a commercially and culturally flourishing island, also favored in this by its location in the center of the Mediterranean, a crossroads-hinge of three continents, between North and South, between East and West; the rest of the continent is at war against the infidels, Roger II instead welcomed all religions on the island, leaving freedom of worship to one's own god, thus a peaceful coexistence between Muslims and Christians is achieved, at the court of King Roger there are men of culture, intellectuals, even of Muslim origin, architects, masters of the arts and science, philosophy and politics; the three great cultures of the Mediterranean collaborated with each other, in Sicily the racial harmony and tolerance of King Roger, materialized in a unique reality present only in the his Sicily, which will last only 64 years, a happy period that will end with his death: Roger had demonstrated that an alternative was possible (this consideration is also valid for the terrible current events ...). This is to introduce Ugo (who was not yet a Saint in his lifetime), King Roger II wanted the construction of a monastery in Novara di Sicilia, begun in 1137, to be completed, and to do this he asked the abbot of Chiaravalle to send his monks (belonging to the Cistercian order) to the kingdom of Sicily. Ugo, a disciple of Saint Bernard of Chiaravalle, was among these monks, and he was entrusted with the management of the monastery; he died in Novara di Sicilia on November 17, but the year of his death is unknown; he was proclaimed patron saint of Novara di Sicilia in 1666, also becoming patron saint of the village of Badiavecchia. The procession I photographed was held in Badiavecchia, two things struck me, the relationship that existed between the priest Father Mario and his parishioners, a sincere relationship, of esteem, of brotherhood, comparable to that which can be experienced in a large extended family, the second thing, that unlike many processions-patron saint festivals, here there was no musical band, but a skilled violinist, followed by a collaborator who carried with her an amplified speaker, which served to spread and the poignant music made with the electronic violin, and the words of Don Mario amplified with a microphone, words that were said going to the various small neighborhoods (of Badiavecchia, and of Vallancazza, another village) stopping in front of the houses, with the parishioners listening at the door or in front of the windows, listening to the words of comfort said by Don Mario. I wanted to “tell with images” this very sweet procession, made above all with the heart, of a Sicily that has the appearance of a dizzying dive into the past, of a Sicily that still, evidently exists, but nevertheless difficult to find easily.
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Vengo a sapere in maniera del tutto casuale di una processione “che non è segnata sulle mappe del web”, non trovo nulla a riguardo pur avendo cercato a lungo su Internet, eppure la “segnalazione” sembra veritiera, una processione così poco conosciuta è una cosa che non posso lasciarmi sfuggire, vado, poi si vedrà; la processione, un misto di devozione e di profonda stima tra il sacerdote ed i paesani, c’è, si celebra nel borgo di Novara di Sicilia, chiamato Badiavecchia, ed “il festeggiato” è Sant’Ugo Abate, santo protettore del borgo e della stessa Novara di Sicilia. Personalmente sono sempre affascinato per come, eventi accaduti secoli addietro, restano sempre vivi nella devozione popolare, nel film “il Gladiatore” il generale Massimo Decimo Meridio (Russell Crowe) in una scena del film, incita i suoi legionari contro I barbari e dice ”ciò che facciamo in vita, riecheggia nell'eternità!”, ed è proprio questo quello che accade con le processioni-feste religiose Siciliane, i Santi festeggiati assomigliano ad una inesauribile eco, che si riverbera nelle tradizioni popolari. La storia di Sant’Ugo abate (o Sant’Ugo di Novara di Sicilia) merita una importante premessa di carattere storico, riguardo Ruggero II, che fu re di Sicilia, (detto il Normanno per le sue origini), figura unica soprattutto se rapportata al suo tempo, egli fu un re illuminato e liberale, distintosi nel panorama politico di quei tempi, ove il massacrarsi a vicenda con le tante guerre in corso sembrava essere l’unico interesse dei monarchi dell’epoca), a lui le guerre non lo interessavano, la Sicilia sotto la sua guida diviene una isola fiorente commercialmente e culturalmente, favorita in ciò anche dal suo trovarsi al centro del Mediterraneo, crocevia-cerniera di tre continenti, tra Settentrione e Meridione, tra Oriente ed Occidente; il resto del continente è in guerra contro gli infedeli musulmani, Ruggero II invece accoglie sull’isola tutte le religioni, lascia la libertà di culto nel proprio dio, si realizza così una serena convivenza tra musulmani e cristiani; alla corte di re Ruggero vi sono uomini di cultura, intellettuali, anche di origine musulmana, architetti, maestri nelle arti e nella scienza, nella filosofia e nella politica; le tre grandi culture del Mediterraneo collaborano tra loro, in Sicilia l’armonia razziale e la tolleranza volute da re Ruggero, si concretizzano in una realtà presente unicamente nella sua Sicilia, che durerà solo 64 anni, periodo felice che terminerà con la sua morte: Ruggero aveva dimostrato che una alternativa era possibile (questa considerazione vale anche per i terribili fatti d’attualità con le tante vittime civili a causa di guerre assurde…). Questo per introdurre Ugo (in vita ancora non era Santo), re Ruggero II desidera che venga completata la costruzione di un monastero a Novara di Sicilia iniziato nel 1137, per far ciò egli chiede all'abate di Chiaravalle di inviare nel regno di Sicilia i suoi monaci (appartenenti all’ordine dei cistercensi), Ugo, di nazionalità francese, discepolo di san Bernardo di Chiaravalle, era tra questi monaci, ad gli venne affidata la conduzione del monastero; egli morì a Novara di Sicilia il 17 novembre, ma non se ne conosce l'anno della morte; egli fu proclamato patrono di Novara di Sicilia nel 1666, divenendo anche patrono del borgo di Novara detto Badiavecchia. La processione che ho fotografato si è tenuta proprio a Badiavecchia; due sono le cose che mi hanno colpito di questa processione (con giochi pirotecnici finali), il rapporto che c’era tra il sacerdote padre Mario ed i suoi parrocchiani, un rapporto sincero, di stima, di fratellanza, paragonabile a quello che si può vivere in una grande allargata famiglia, la seconda cosa, a differenza di molte processioni-feste patronali Siciliane, qui non c’era la banda musicale ad accompagnare la vara col santo, ma un abile, virtuoso violinista, al cui seguito una collaboratrice recava con se una cassa amplificata, la quale serviva a diffondere sia le struggenti musiche realizzate col violino elettronico, sia le parole di don Mario pronunciate con un microfono, parole che venivano dette ai fedeli in processione, recandosi tutti nei vari piccoli quartierini (di Badiavecchia, e di Vallancazza, altro borgo) soffermandosi di tanto in tanto davanti ad alcune abitazioni, con le parrocchiane/parrocchiani intenti ad ascoltare sull’uscio di casa o davanti alla finestra, ascoltando commossi le parole di conforto dette dal sacerdote don Mario. Ho desiderato “raccontare con immagini” questa dolcissima-serenissima processione, fatta soprattutto col cuore, di una Sicilia che ha l’aspetto di un vertiginoso tuffo nel passato, di una Sicilia che ancora esiste-e-resiste, ma purtuttavia non certo comune, da trovare non con estrema facilità.
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Qu'a t'il bien pu rendre ce verdier d'Europe en colère a ce point ? en fait c'était un autre verdier... certainement une histoire de couple infidèle... :-D a la Petite Camargue Alsacienne, Haut Rhin, Alsace, France
Notre Dame des Doms, Avignon
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Je ne suis pas du tout l'antéchrist de service,
j'ai même pour jésus et pour son sacrifice
un brin d'admiration, soit dit sans ironie,
car ce n'est sûrement pas une sinécure,
non, que de se laisser cracher à la figure
par la canaille et la racaille réunies.
bien sûr, il est normal que la foule révère
ce héros qui jadis partit pour aller faire
l'alpiniste avant l'heure en haut du Golgotha,
en portant sur l'épaule une croix accablante,
en méprisant l'insulte et le remonte-pente,
et sans aucun bravo qui le réconfortât !
bien sûr, autour du front, la couronne d'épines,
l'éponge trempée dans dieu sait quelle bibine,
et les clous enfoncés dans les pieds et les mains,
c'est très inconfortable et ça vous tarabuste,
même si l'on est brave et si l'on est robuste,
et si le paradis est au bout du chemin.
bien sûr, mais il devait défendre son prestige,
car il était le fils du ciel, l'enfant prodige,
il était le messie et ne l'ignorait pas.
entre son père et lui, c'était l'accord tacite :
tu montes sur la croix et je te ressuscite !
on meurt de confiance avec un tel papa.
il a donné sa vie sans doute mais son zèle
avait une portée quasi universelle
qui rendait le supplice un peu moins douloureux.
il savait que, dans chaque église, il serait tête
d'affiche et qu'il aurait son portrait en vedette,
entouré des élus, des saints, des bienheureux.
en se sacrifiant, il sauvait tous les hommes.
du moins le croyait-il ! au point où nous en sommes,
on peut considérer qu'il s'est fichu dedans.
le jeu, si j'ose dire, en valait la chandelle.
bon nombre de chrétiens et même d'infidèles,
pour un but aussi noble, en feraient tout autant.
cela dit je ne suis pas l'antéchrist de service.
Brassens
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Northbound 35
Through the iron hills
Under infidel skies
It's two hundred miles to drive
You won't be home
I saw an elsebound train
On the overpass
In the driving rain
Every ticket costs the same
For where you can't go
Mustang horses, champagne glasses
Anything frail anything wild
It’s the price of living motion
What's beautiful is broken
And grace is just the measure of a fall
1.Primer Nombre: Patricio
2.Apellidos: Jeneral Miric
3.Fecha de Nacimiento: 21 diciembre de 1989
4.Lugar de Nacimiento: Iquique
5.Signo del Zodíaco: Sagitario - Capricornio
6.Estado Civil: Soltero
7.Color de Ojos: Café tirao pa claros xD
8.Color de Cabello: castaño oscuro
9.Estatura: 1.80
1O.Número de Calzado: 43
11.Equipo de Fútbol: Colo-Colo
12.Deporte: Futbol
13.Apodos : Atom - wasap - pato - andrés - chueco
14.Idiomas: Español - ingels - italiano - aleman :$
15.Amigos: ellos saben ;)
16.Amiga: tambien saben ;)
17.Auto: Mitsubishi galant 2007
18.Animal: serpiente
19.Color: negro
20.Carrera que vas a estudiar: Odontología
21.Libro: Alquimista
22.Programa de TV: prison brake
23.Dibujo Animado: pocoyo vijente xD
24.Película: REC
25.Actriz: emmmm. dificil respuesta xD
26.Flor: generalmente yo las regalo :$
27.Planta: xD quien iso este cuestionario? xD
28.Fruta: Manzana :)
29.Lugar Donde Sueñas Vivir : paris
3O.Sueño Frustrado : no tengo
31.País: Alemania
32.Comida: Las pastas
33.Postre: podria ser la mujer que me acompañe a comer? XD
34.Alguien a Quien Admiras: a mis viejos
35.Una Revista:no gasto plata en revistas
36.el hombre Mas Lindo: ??? queeee XD eso es pa los gay XD
37.La Mujer Más Linda: Paw Paw
38.¿Fuiste a Algún Concierto?: si
39.Hobbies: Cantar, Tocar Guitarra, componer, escribir, fotografía
40.Frase Típica : weeena perro zorron / niun brillo / locoooo tengo hambre
41.Accesorio Chic: ????
42. Perfume: Diabolo 1313
43.Lo que no Perdonas: la infidelidad, la mentira
44.Mayor Virtud de una persona: su capacidad de amar
45.Lo más lindo de la vida: dificl respues, cuando lo sienta lo respondo
46.Lo mas valioso: Familia, amigos
48.El día más triste: tengo una gran lista :(
49.Defecto propio: un poco celoso
5O.Una virtud propia: simpatico, me gusta hacer reir, cariñoso. emm no se que mas
51.Un buen recuerdo: cuando pienso en los mios siempre es un buen recuerdo
52.Que te hace llorar: el amor :/
53.Que te hace reír: cualquier cosa, me pueden quitar todo, menos mi sonrisa
54.Que no perdonarías nunca: creo que ya respondi eso ?
55.La mejor palabra: Te Amo
56.La peor palabra: la que uno nunca espera
57.La mejor frase: " La razón lleva a lo correcto, la imaginación a la perfección!"
58.Un miedo: La soledad
59.La mayor desilusión: la mentira
6O.Un sueño cumplido: ser loque soy asta ahora
61.Una frustración: Ninguna
62.El dinero?: tengo, pero aveses me quedo corto xD
63.Marca de ropa: billabong, uff varias mas
64.Que te encanta de tu cuerpo? : nada, me odio xD
65.Un amor imposible: nada es imposible :)
66.Tu primer amor fue: Natalyyy xDDDDD qla, y super amigos ahora
67.A quien odias: A nadie
68.Un número: 7
69.Una letra: “ X ”
7O.Un día: Sábado
71.Eres feliz: si
72.Cómo te sientes: bien, un poco basio, pero bien
73.Te duele algo: no
74.Amas a alguien : si
75.Extrañas a alguien: si a mucha gente
76.Tienes todo planeado: siempre
79.A quien le darías un beso si lo tuvieras al lado: Paulina
78.Los ojos de: me quedo con los mios
79.Un regalo que hiciste hecho por ti: uff demaciados
8O.Alguien a quién le debes mucho: a mis viejos
81.Insulto que siempre tienes en la punta de la lengua: puta qlo xD
82.Ultima película que viste?: veo muchas peliculas wn ahor a acordarme xD
83.Seven up o Sprite?: sprite
84.Pinky o Cerebro: la inteligencia de cerebro, pero elcarisma de pinky
85.Tom o Jerry?: tom
86.Tienes buen humor: un 100%
87. Que te gustaría tener: el Amor
88.Canción que te hace llorar: la que me recuerda la muerte de mi hermana :(
89.Los amigos son para siempre: si
90.Hay alguien enamorado de ti : no lo se
91.Como quien te gustaría cantar? : killswitch
92.Eres romántico/a: Si , siempre
93.El día o la noche: la noche
94.Tienes paciencia: si, mucha
95.Tiempo libre: mil tiempo libre xD
96.Sabanas Lisas o con monitos : Lisas
97.Que te sensibiliza ?: la pobresa
98.tu msn: andres.miric@gmail.com
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I find out by chance about a procession “that is not marked on the web maps”, I can’t find anything about it even though I searched for a long time on the Internet, and yet the “report” seems true, a procession so little known is something I can’t let slip, I’ll go, then we’ll see; the procession, a mix of devotion and deep respect between the priest and the villagers, is there, it is celebrated in the village near Novara di Sicilia, called Badiavecchia, and “the Saint” is Saint Hugh the Abbott, patron saint of the village and of Novara di Sicilia itself. Personally, I am always fascinated by how events that happened centuries ago remain alive in popular devotion. In the film “Gladiator”, General Maximus Decimus Meridius (Russell Crowe) incites his legionaries against the barbarians in one scene and says, “What we do in life echoes in eternity!”, and this is exactly what happens with Sicilian religious processions and festivals. The celebrated Saints resemble an inexhaustible echo that reverberates in popular traditions. The story of Saint Hugh the Abbot (or Saint Hugh of Novara of Sicily) deserves an important historical preview, with Roger II, king of Sicily, (called the Norman), a unique figure especially if compared to his time, he was an enlightened and liberal king, who distinguished himself in the political panorama of those times, where massacring each other with the many wars seemed to be the only interest of the tyrants of the time; he was not interested in wars, Sicily under his guidance became a commercially and culturally flourishing island, also favored in this by its location in the center of the Mediterranean, a crossroads-hinge of three continents, between North and South, between East and West; the rest of the continent is at war against the infidels, Roger II instead welcomed all religions on the island, leaving freedom of worship to one's own god, thus a peaceful coexistence between Muslims and Christians is achieved, at the court of King Roger there are men of culture, intellectuals, even of Muslim origin, architects, masters of the arts and science, philosophy and politics; the three great cultures of the Mediterranean collaborated with each other, in Sicily the racial harmony and tolerance of King Roger, materialized in a unique reality present only in the his Sicily, which will last only 64 years, a happy period that will end with his death: Roger had demonstrated that an alternative was possible (this consideration is also valid for the terrible current events ...). This is to introduce Ugo (who was not yet a Saint in his lifetime), King Roger II wanted the construction of a monastery in Novara di Sicilia, begun in 1137, to be completed, and to do this he asked the abbot of Chiaravalle to send his monks (belonging to the Cistercian order) to the kingdom of Sicily. Ugo, a disciple of Saint Bernard of Chiaravalle, was among these monks, and he was entrusted with the management of the monastery; he died in Novara di Sicilia on November 17, but the year of his death is unknown; he was proclaimed patron saint of Novara di Sicilia in 1666, also becoming patron saint of the village of Badiavecchia. The procession I photographed was held in Badiavecchia, two things struck me, the relationship that existed between the priest Father Mario and his parishioners, a sincere relationship, of esteem, of brotherhood, comparable to that which can be experienced in a large extended family, the second thing, that unlike many processions-patron saint festivals, here there was no musical band, but a skilled violinist, followed by a collaborator who carried with her an amplified speaker, which served to spread and the poignant music made with the electronic violin, and the words of Don Mario amplified with a microphone, words that were said going to the various small neighborhoods (of Badiavecchia, and of Vallancazza, another village) stopping in front of the houses, with the parishioners listening at the door or in front of the windows, listening to the words of comfort said by Don Mario. I wanted to “tell with images” this very sweet procession, made above all with the heart, of a Sicily that has the appearance of a dizzying dive into the past, of a Sicily that still, evidently exists, but nevertheless difficult to find easily.
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Vengo a sapere in maniera del tutto casuale di una processione “che non è segnata sulle mappe del web”, non trovo nulla a riguardo pur avendo cercato a lungo su Internet, eppure la “segnalazione” sembra veritiera, una processione così poco conosciuta è una cosa che non posso lasciarmi sfuggire, vado, poi si vedrà; la processione, un misto di devozione e di profonda stima tra il sacerdote ed i paesani, c’è, si celebra nel borgo di Novara di Sicilia, chiamato Badiavecchia, ed “il festeggiato” è Sant’Ugo Abate, santo protettore del borgo e della stessa Novara di Sicilia. Personalmente sono sempre affascinato per come, eventi accaduti secoli addietro, restano sempre vivi nella devozione popolare, nel film “il Gladiatore” il generale Massimo Decimo Meridio (Russell Crowe) in una scena del film, incita i suoi legionari contro I barbari e dice ”ciò che facciamo in vita, riecheggia nell'eternità!”, ed è proprio questo quello che accade con le processioni-feste religiose Siciliane, i Santi festeggiati assomigliano ad una inesauribile eco, che si riverbera nelle tradizioni popolari. La storia di Sant’Ugo abate (o Sant’Ugo di Novara di Sicilia) merita una importante premessa di carattere storico, riguardo Ruggero II, che fu re di Sicilia, (detto il Normanno per le sue origini), figura unica soprattutto se rapportata al suo tempo, egli fu un re illuminato e liberale, distintosi nel panorama politico di quei tempi, ove il massacrarsi a vicenda con le tante guerre in corso sembrava essere l’unico interesse dei monarchi dell’epoca), a lui le guerre non lo interessavano, la Sicilia sotto la sua guida diviene una isola fiorente commercialmente e culturalmente, favorita in ciò anche dal suo trovarsi al centro del Mediterraneo, crocevia-cerniera di tre continenti, tra Settentrione e Meridione, tra Oriente ed Occidente; il resto del continente è in guerra contro gli infedeli musulmani, Ruggero II invece accoglie sull’isola tutte le religioni, lascia la libertà di culto nel proprio dio, si realizza così una serena convivenza tra musulmani e cristiani; alla corte di re Ruggero vi sono uomini di cultura, intellettuali, anche di origine musulmana, architetti, maestri nelle arti e nella scienza, nella filosofia e nella politica; le tre grandi culture del Mediterraneo collaborano tra loro, in Sicilia l’armonia razziale e la tolleranza volute da re Ruggero, si concretizzano in una realtà presente unicamente nella sua Sicilia, che durerà solo 64 anni, periodo felice che terminerà con la sua morte: Ruggero aveva dimostrato che una alternativa era possibile (questa considerazione vale anche per i terribili fatti d’attualità con le tante vittime civili a causa di guerre assurde…). Questo per introdurre Ugo (in vita ancora non era Santo), re Ruggero II desidera che venga completata la costruzione di un monastero a Novara di Sicilia iniziato nel 1137, per far ciò egli chiede all'abate di Chiaravalle di inviare nel regno di Sicilia i suoi monaci (appartenenti all’ordine dei cistercensi), Ugo, di nazionalità francese, discepolo di san Bernardo di Chiaravalle, era tra questi monaci, ad gli venne affidata la conduzione del monastero; egli morì a Novara di Sicilia il 17 novembre, ma non se ne conosce l'anno della morte; egli fu proclamato patrono di Novara di Sicilia nel 1666, divenendo anche patrono del borgo di Novara detto Badiavecchia. La processione che ho fotografato si è tenuta proprio a Badiavecchia; due sono le cose che mi hanno colpito di questa processione (con giochi pirotecnici finali), il rapporto che c’era tra il sacerdote padre Mario ed i suoi parrocchiani, un rapporto sincero, di stima, di fratellanza, paragonabile a quello che si può vivere in una grande allargata famiglia, la seconda cosa, a differenza di molte processioni-feste patronali Siciliane, qui non c’era la banda musicale ad accompagnare la vara col santo, ma un abile, virtuoso violinista, al cui seguito una collaboratrice recava con se una cassa amplificata, la quale serviva a diffondere sia le struggenti musiche realizzate col violino elettronico, sia le parole di don Mario pronunciate con un microfono, parole che venivano dette ai fedeli in processione, recandosi tutti nei vari piccoli quartierini (di Badiavecchia, e di Vallancazza, altro borgo) soffermandosi di tanto in tanto davanti ad alcune abitazioni, con le parrocchiane/parrocchiani intenti ad ascoltare sull’uscio di casa o davanti alla finestra, ascoltando commossi le parole di conforto dette dal sacerdote don Mario. Ho desiderato “raccontare con immagini” questa dolcissima-serenissima processione, fatta soprattutto col cuore, di una Sicilia che ha l’aspetto di un vertiginoso tuffo nel passato, di una Sicilia che ancora esiste-e-resiste, ma purtuttavia non certo comune, da trovare non con estrema facilità.
Whirling Hearts مولانا | Rumi (Music by Armand Amar)
Sache avec certitude
Que les amants sont hors religion
Dans la religion de l'amour
Ni fidèle, ni infidèle
Dans l'amour il n'y a ni corps, ni raison, ni coeur, ni âme
Quiconque n'est pas comme ça
N'est pas comme ci !
Rûmî (1207-1273), poète, théologien et mystique persan
"La religion de l'amour"
La légende de la Dame Blanche de Puymartin retrace la vie de Thérèse de Saint-Clar qui fut emprisonnée dans la tour nord du château.
En effet au XVIe siècle, Thérèse de Saint-Clar, surprise par son époux de retour de guerre dans les bras de son amant, fut emprisonnée ici. Son mari, jaloux, tua l’amant et l’épouse infidèle fut emprisonnée pendant de nombreuses années. Depuis Puymartin est réputé comme étant un château hanté…
Palermo Cathedral, Palermo, Sicily, Italy.
Today, Palermo's cathedral is known officially as "Santa Maria Assunta" or Saint Mary of the Assumption. Arab records mention the existence of a large "infidel" temple present on this site when they conquered Palermo in 831. This was turned into the Great Mosque. In early 1072, when the Normans wrested control of Palermo from the Saracens, Count Roger (Roger I) promptly saw to it that the great mosque was reconsecrated as a Christian church. It was in this earlier incarnation of the cathedral that Roger II was crowned in 1130.
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I relive a nightmare every time I log into Flickr where all my blogs poems street pictures originate.
As a person like many of you I have my likes dislikes preferences and what I shoot is not what I like but I shoot it all the same I shoot culture rituals customs that are part of the crucible of peace in the land I live in India the place of my birth and heritage.
I dont ridicule the people I shoot or insult their ancestry or religiosity and I dont shoot porn or filth, it is not necessary I shoot only what you like , my account is marked SAFE by Flickr management and the buck stops there.
I shoot Shiasm although I am a Shia Muslim but if you are watching my pictures than see them as a part of religious photo journalism.. It matters not whether you like Shia or consider them infidels that is your personal prerogative I wont change.
Be human as I am when I shot these pictures , I am a Muslim but the bulk of my images pay tribute to Hinduism , part of a thread I shoot as photojournalism called Hope and Hindutva a Message of Peace and Humanity.
I shoot Hijras and I have a Hijra Guru though I am a straight heterosexual male
I shoot Hijras the transgender to show you their struggle with a system that treats them as Untouchables.
Now perhaps you who add me as a contact on Flickr have your own views preferences but dont shove it up my reluctant ass.. I am not interested in seeing transgender body parts , how they fuck or how they give head.
Please dont treat me as a Moron , read my Profile for fuck sake before you add me, dont add me without a profile picture or incomplete profile bio data .
I have thus blocked 1700 contacts at Flickr nothing personal but my way of acceptance on my terms.
My Profile you have to read before you Add me as contact on Flickr, I think in this regard Facebook is million light years ahead from a monolithic system of adding contacts or friends at Flickr.
Because of all this as a silent protest seeking change conducive to harmony and peace as blogger whose pictures educate show you the underbelly of life on the edge I have strangled my Flickr comment box forever.
Stop adding me to your Groups I am not interested,,,
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My Flickr Profile Reads as Follows
PLEASE READ MY PROFILE BEFORE YOU ADD ME AS A CONTACT HERE AT FLICKR
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Unauthorized use or reproduction of my pictures or text for any reason is prohibited ...
PLEASE DONT ADD ME AS A CONTACT IF YOU ARE INTO PORN SEMI PORN , KINKY GROUPS I AM NOT INTERESTED IN BEING A POSTER BOY ON YOUR LIST OF FRIENDS EVEN IF IT IS ONE SIDED FROM YOUR END- I WILL BLOCK YOU IMMEDIATELY ..PLEASE RESPECT MY RIGHT OF PRIVACY..AS I RESPECT YOURS..
DO NOT ADD ME AS A CONTACT if you have tasteless masturbationally self-indulgent crap on your page!..find someone of your own kind dont subject me to blocking you - which I will if I see my thumbnail on your contacts page.
PLEASE DONT SEND ME INVITATIONS FOR GROUPS..I DONT BELONG TO GROUPS HERE OR AT FACEBOOK OR ELSEWHERE
I WILL BLOCK ONE SIDED CONTACTS THAT HAVE ADDED ME WITHOUT THEIR PROFILE OR AVATAR OR THOSE INTO KINKY GROUPS..PORN ETC..
I HAVE BLOCKED 1700 SUCH CONTACTS..
A Humble Request to those who visit my site for the first time..whatever your religion or faith, I shoot all religions, so please see the respective collection that is part of your religious or mental make up, my main collections are Shiasm, Hinduism, Christianity , Sufism, Poetry, Maryamma Feast 2008-2009, and a collection of Hijdas ..
Just see what is appropriate to your taste..this is a photo journalist blog, just remember this is my photo stream I call the shots..I am doing a public service by showing you a corner of my world that you wont see in travel brochures..
I do not promote any religion..I cannot cater to your individual religious taste .. I am a Shia Blogger but not bound to any ideology of narrow mindedness or bigotry..
As a silent protest I have removed my comment boxes from all my Flickr pictures till one day when Flickr introduces Comment Moderation, the right to publish a comment rests in my hands , I will keep my comment box off limits to the public..
Firoze Shakir
Photographerno1..is a Shia mystic..they don't make like this any more.. he walks on fire,self flagellates,cuts his forehead each Moharam.. he is sane as sane as you or the guy next door,..
HE WALKS BARE FEET..MOCKING AND KISSING THE GROUND WITH HIS FEAT.. THEY SHED TEARS TOO..SOAKED IN BLOOD OF PAIN.
I shoot pictures of pain , as I see pain in the viewfinder of my soul, my poems are my personal thoughts , perhaps they are a bit opinionated.I am not a Mullah or a preacher ,
I give space I don't need to grab attention.
Flickr is where all my posts blogs poems originate..
In a way Flickr is my homesite -
Two years free Pro membership was presented to me by Dr Glenn Losack MD the furious physician.
This years Pro membership was given to me by a very kind man..
Firoze Shakir
Photographerno1
5 July 2007 Mumbai India
On 7 The July the Shias all over celebrated 13 Rajjab or the birthday of Hazrat Imam Ai , also known as Willadat e Imam Ali.
Background of Imam Ali.
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On the 13th of the month of Rajab, twenty-three years before the migration of the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) a child was born in the family of Abu Talib, the light of whom kindled the whole World. Kunaab Mecci narrates about his birth: "We and Abbas (Ibne Abdul Mutalib) were sitting together when suddenly we saw Fatima bint-e-Asad moving towards the Kaabah in the condition having delivery pain and saying "Oh God I have faith in you and the Prophet (i.e., Abraham) who by your command laid the foundation of this house. O God! I swear you by the same Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) and swear you by the child in my womb make this birth comfortable and easy for me."
This was the time when all of us saw with our own eyes that the wall of Kaabah broke apart and Fatima bint-e-Asad entered into the Kaabah. Then the wall again united.
We ran terrified and trembling to our houses to send our women into the Kaabah for the help and assistance of Fatima bint-e-Asad. We did our best but the door did not open. This event surprised all the people of Makkah.
The women of Makkah were anxiously counting moments to meet Fatima bint-e-Asad till the time she came out of the Kaabah along with a beautiful baby, saying, "God has chosen me from among the ladies of Makkah and He made me His guest in His house and gave me meals and fruits of the heaven to eat.
The ladies who were surrounding her in the form of a circle and escorting her to her home asked her, "What name have you given to this child?"
Fatima bint-e-Asad said: "When I was in the Kaabah, I heard a hidden voice call," Name this child "ALI".
Yes! We are talking about Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) the pious man whose childhood and infancy period lasted in such a pure and chaste way that he himself stated in Nahjul Balagha, "The Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) used to pick me in his lap and embrace me and chew the food and put it into my mouth."
Early youth of Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS):
Ali ibn Abu Talib describes this enlightening period of his age as under: The Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) used to go to the Cave of Hira but nobody except he (pbuh) and I did know about it. At the time when the religion of Islam had not yet reached the homes, he (pbuh) and his wife Khatijah (SA) were the only Muslims. I was the next person to them who saw the light of revelation and prophet hood and smelled the fragrance of the Prophet hood.
When the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) of Islam was ordered by God to invite his family members to embrace Islam. Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) according to the advice of the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) invited forty persons of the Prophet's family at his home. Although the food was quite little but all of them ate fully well. After the meal was over the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) spoke to those present saying, "Oh the sons of Abdul Mutalib, God has ordered me to invite you to embrace Islam and get you introduced to it."
Whosoever, having believed in my Prophet hood, promises to help and assist me shall be my brother, deputy and successor and my caliph.
He (pbuh) repeated this sentence thrice but no one except "Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS)" gave a positive response. As many times as the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) addressed the persons present, nobody except Imam Ali (AS) answered. Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) was rising again and again to his feet and promising help to him and announcing his faith.
This is the very reason why the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) said: "This Ali, is my brother and successor listen and lend ears to what he says and obey his orders." When Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) entered from his early youth into the phase of puberty, the part of age when all the human energies and powers are strong and firm, even in this part of the life he remained closely associated to the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) like a flying moth which moves around the Candle. He defended Islam and the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) with his strong, energetic arms.
When the enemy besieged and surrounded the Muslims in the battle of Hunain and they abandoned and left behind the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) running away for their lives, it was only and only Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) who defended and saved the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) and made the enemies retreat and take to their heals.
Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) killed Marhab the chief of army of Jews in the Khyber battle, whose power and bravery was making everybody tremble but Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) cut him into two and pulled apart the gate of the Khyber fort which used to be opened and closed by twenty men together. Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) used it as a bridge over the trench for the Islamic army to cross over to the Khyber fort. Many such events are the specimens and evidences about the faith, and spirit of self-sacrifice and devotion of Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS).
Self-Sacrifice and Devotion of Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS):
There is no doubt to it that every body loves his soul and very rarely gets ready to sacrifice it for another person but because of the fact that Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) loved the soul of the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) even more than his own one, he got prepared to lay his life for him.
The event takes shape like this. When the polytheists saw that they are in danger, they jointly made a firm determination to take the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) by surprise and martyr him. So all of them gathered in "Dar un Nadva" and choose one person from each family so that every tribe gets involved in getting Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) killed and then no one could take the revenge of him.
The Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) had come to know about this conspiracy through revelation. God ordered him (pbuh) to migrate from Makkah in the darkness of the night. The Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) needed someone, prepared to sacrifice his life and must be a trustworthy secret holder.
Hence, there was no one else except Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) in whom he confided, and told him "God has informed me that the infidels will break through the house to kill me so today you sleep on my bed." Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) smilingly accepted it, because he (as) knew that the life of the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) would be saved by his action. In fact, Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) used to say later that the best sleep he had ever had was on that night (Shab-e-Hijrat).
Then the time came when the darkness of the night covered everything and Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) was sleeping on the Prophet's (pbuh) bed calmly and peacefully and the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) came out of his house and started proceeding towards the Cave of Saur with Hazrat Abu Bakr (RA). The infidels besieged the house and got prepared with their swords and spears to attack it. The sooner they were instructed to make it, they break through the house rushing with naked swords. But when they found Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) laying on the bed of the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) they immediately moved out of the house desperate and astonished, and sent a few horsemen to search the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh). But not very long afterwards they too returned defeated and hopeless.
Allah liked this action of Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) so much that HE revealed this verse in the Holy Quran: "And among men is he who sells his NAFS (self) in exchange for the pleasure of Allah..." (Surah 2: Baqarah / Verse 207)
Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) and Holy War:
Islam is the religion of peace and tranquility and does not like killing, plundering, and bloodshed. But if some one kills another without any reason then Islam has strong punishment to deal with him.
Of course, if an enemy attacks the Muslims then by the standards of wits, common sense, and religious law, self defense which as a form of Jihad/Jehad becomes essential and indispensable.
All the battles of the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) in which Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) fought armed and truthfully were defensive battles.
Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) was such a brave, faithful, holy warrior who never got frustrated and upset and tired of the fighting and battles. He was afraid of no one except God. He used to say "By God if I see that on one side is the truth and on the other side all the rest of the people I, without caring and paying heed to those reproaching me, will fight all alone with my sword, on the way and path of the right, against them.
Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib's (AS) way or Training:
The city of Kufa was the capital of the Islamic Government. People from all over the World used to gather at that point to get the benefit of knowledge and learning from that great Islamic University.
One of those days two men came across each other in the vicinity of the city one of them was Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) and the other was a Christian who did not recognize him. The Christian man was moving towards the suburban area of Kufa, where as, Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) was on his way to Kufa.
They mutually agreed to accompany each other for a while, talking to each other, so that they do not get tired.
They reached a point where two ways split out, so that each one wanted to move on one of those two different roads. The Christian bade Farwell and went on his way but he observed that his Muslim companion, whose way was on the opposite side, was moving towards him. So he stopped and questioned him, "Don't you want to go to Kufa?"
Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) said, "Yes". The Christian man said, "Then why are you coming towards this direction?"
Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) replied, "I wish to accompany you to a certain length of distance because the Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) said, "when two persons are together on a way (journey companions) they get a right over each other."
"Now that you have got a right upon me, I go along with you up to a certain distance so that I must pay you (discharge) that right of yours in this world. Then I will part off on my own way." The Christian man was much pleased and moved by this humanly attitude and conduct and he liked his talk and said, "It is befitting that I should also embrace Islam which has such a culture and students."
His amazement and astonishment was only too enhanced when he discovered that his travel companion is Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS), the ruler of Islam. So he immediately accepted and embraced Islam at his hand. Self-preservation of Imam Ali ibn Abu Talib (AS) :
Sayings of Imam Ali
Ree, rola toda uma infidelidade da minha camera, mas acho que ajuda um pouco!
é bem mais avermelhado comparando assim do que aparenta ser hehe
The community board meeting took place in order to discuss the proposed mosque to be built next to ground zero. While the project is usually referred to as the “mosque at ground zero”, the project’s official name is the Cordoba Initiative. The Imam and the developers were in attendance to present the project, and many politicians (or rather their representatives) were on hand, along with many of those in favor or opposed.
First spoke the elected officials, who—in the typical New York political elitist fashion— slandered and insulted their opposition. Councilwoman Margaret Chin spoke before a single opponent of the mosque ever came up to the microphone to state their position, but that didn’t stop her from accusing those against it of “bigotry”.
And while Margaret Chin chose to offend the opposition to the mosque (most of whom present were families of 9-11 victims and first responders) in person, other local figures sent their cronies. A representative of Scott Stringer, President of the Borough of Manhattan, handed out a letter to everyone prior to the meeting in which he refers to the mosque as a “multi-faith community and cultural center” and claims that this “center has been the subject of bigoted attacks that contain a strain of religious and racial hatred more extreme than anything we have seen in NYC for some time.” I guess an attempt to kill hundreds of New Yorkers and tourists at Times Square by an Islamist Faisal Shahzad less than a month prior was not extreme enough for Stringer and, instead of jihadism, Stringer seems to have identified the enemy as a TEA Party leader whom he rips apart throughout this unsolicited letter. While the TEA Party’s opposition is referred to as a “bigoted agenda”, the mosque itself is referred to as a “vibrant and world-class facility in NYC which will promote tolerance and pluralism”. Of course he fails to provide any example of mosques in NYC or in the world that have EVER promoted tolerance or pluralism, but perhaps he didn’t think that any attendee would dare question his superior judgment in the matter. Please be sure to read his disgusting letter
After the political cronies spoke, Feisal Abdul Rauf', the Imam in charge of this “community center” was given time to present his proposal. He started his speech with “for many years I’ve had a dream…” (I wonder what Dr. King would have thought of a ‘grand wizard’ proposing to build a “community center” at the site of the bombed 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Alabama). The Imam also claimed that this “community center” would promote multi-culturalism; he was so sure of it that his speech was sprinkled throughout with that deceiving phrase. But his presentation brought with it an unexpected turning point. Not because of anything he planned to share with us in his carefully prepared PC jargoned speech, but because of a question by one of the board members who wanted to know if the proposed “community center” would hold prayer. The Imam said “yes”, to which the board member replied, “then it is a house of worship, not a community center”.
Without any objection to that by the Imam or speakers that followed, the term “community center” began to very gradually disappear. But don’t think that anyone’s opinion actually changed as a result. The supporters of the project “formerly” known as a “community center” still believed that it was somehow related to diversity and that it would in no way be an insult to those who died due to Islamist ideology, nor would it serve as a monument of jihadist victory.
But neither the councilwoman nor the Imam were the most offensive or distasteful of the proponents of the mosque. Daisy Khan of the American Society for Muslim Advancement, who also happens to be Imam’s wife, blew their insults and lies out of the water. (I don’t recall her being introduced as Rauf’s wife at the meeting, but I can’t be sure.) She lectured and she yelled – yes, yelled – at the families of victims, the first responders, and her fellow New Yorkers. She yelled that she is “tired of bearing the cross [and will do so] no longer” because apparently she and the Muslim community were the real victims of the 9-11 attacks—not the families who lost their loved ones, not the cities that lost their monuments, and not the country that lost its feeling of security.
Without a single mosque destroyed and with very few anti-Muslim incidents, hearing from this woman about her supposed victimization in that auditorium was absolutely sickening. It didn’t help when for weeks after (and prior) she dominated the time on television appearing calm and together and claiming among other nonsense – I kid you not – that the reason they chose the ground zero site to build a mosque is to provide a “blow to the extremists”. I’m sure radical Muslims would just hate it if New York built a mosque on the ground where American buildings were destroyed and thousands of Americans were murdered by jihadists … right? READ HER RIDICULOUS QUOTE AGAIN. Now listen to it for yourself from the horse’s mouth because I wouldn’t have believed it either. (starts at 1:10) www.youtube.com/watch?v=q7WbTv_gsx4&playnext_from=TL&...
Other supporters of the mosque included two priests and a rabbi (no, it isn’t a start to a joke – although I wish it was) of the leftist “co-exist” variety all of whom supported the mosque. And while there were some clergy present that (judging by applause and reactions) opposed the mosque, they did not come up to the microphone. The supporting clergy seemed to have gone to the same rhetoric school as the Imam, using terms like “multi-culturalism”, “tolerance”, “community relations and understanding”, and other jargon that had no actual relevance to the topic.
There was also a Caucasian woman with a baby who introduced herself as someone who had converted to Islam … in 2006, if I’m not mistaken. She lied about how difficult it is to find information and resources on Islam in NY. I say she lied not only because there are hundreds of mosques in the 5 boroughs, but also because as a recent convert she is a prime example of someone who was able to find and act on this information. Of course, she didn’t specify why ground zero is a better location than any other for this apparently “valuable to the city” information about the religion all 911 hijackers belonged to.
Now that I have gone on and on about the supporters of the mosque (aka “community center”) and the temple’s money changers, let me talk about the opponents of a mosque being build at ground zero ... Not a single one of them opposed a mosque being built; the prevailing request was simply “build it somewhere else”.
First opponent to speak was the celebrated publisher, editor, and columnist Pamela Geller. She was the one to point out what Cordoba means to the Muslim world. Cordoba is a city in Spain that was the first major city to fall to Muslim conquerors and become an Islamic caliphate and a symbol of Islamic conquest of the West. She also called the mosque “a shrine to the very ideology that inspired 9-11”. Sure seems a lot more plausible than Daisy’s explanation for why the mosque has to overlook ground zero.
A gentleman who lost his brother in WTC and represents the largest ‘families of victims of 9-11’ groups introduced some of those present who lost loved ones at ground zero. He protested the lectures and the labels that were bestowed on these families for their “legitimate, legal opposition to this Muslim ‘multi-cultural center’”. He pointed out that while there is proposed building of this mosque at ground zero, the committees have refused to allow monuments to the tragedy of 9-11, including the WTC sphere which was heavily damaged during the terrorist attack and has become an iconic symbol of the tragedy. At this time the sphere is temporarily housed at Battery Park. “If we should honor multi-culturalism and diversity at ground zero, we should honor and remember victims of 9-11,” he concluded.
Tim Brown, a former NYC firefighter who lost dozens of his friends and colleagues, fellow first responders, to the jihadist terrorist attack, has been a tireless voice for memories of victims and their loved ones. He questioned where the money for the mosque was coming from. He had received “5 different answers on 5 different occasions from them”, which included my favorite “we don’t have to tell you, talk to our lawyers”, as well as “three different organizations, but [the Imam] refused to name them” and “from American taxpayers”. Mr. Brown also pointed out that Cordoba Initiative has been very deceiving in other ways, such as removing the word “mosque” from their web site despite the fact that they explicitly wrote initially that there will be a mosque at the top of the building (overlooking ground zero).
Questions were also raised about the Imam Rauf, his public statements, and his pro-Sharia stance as described in his publications and interviews. His travels to countries that openly support terrorism and forced Islamization of the West were also questioned and may indicate where funding from the mosque could be coming from.
Follow up note: Listening to the Imam Rauf speak to various news organizations in the days following the meeting, he offered even more non-specific answers to where the money comes from, such as it comes from people who “want to see peace between Muslims and non-Muslims”. Again, nice politically savvy keywords… but no actual answer to a rather direct question he obviously knows the answer to. Trying to hide something, Faisal Abdul?
One of the many victim’s families present was a woman with a photo of her son who was murdered by the Islamic terrorists. She didn’t yell like Daisy, the Imam’s wife, and she did not dish out insults like Congresswoman Chin. Her voice trembled as she mentioned her son’s name and held his photo towards the committee, “this is my son”, she said, “this is firefighter George Kane.” She held back tears as she spoke. She said that “the location [of the mosque] is insensitive to families. It is also insensitive to the voiceless victims the possibility that anyone who supports Islamic extremism could walk on graves of the victims … [it is] an outrage.”
Another woman spoke with a similar shaking voice about her 23-year-old son who “was murdered on September 11th”. She also wasn’t a bigot, but wanted to know “why are you suggesting that it be two blocks from ground zero?”
Mrs. Kane and the others who spoke through tears and with photos of their murdered children in their trembling hands, made me think of what they were being asked to do. Nine years later, they were being asked to “move on” or “heal”, as mosque supporters were suggesting. I can’t even begin to imagine what that ignorant request could do to an eternally grieving mother.
A sweet elderly couple’s last conversation with their son was via cell phone while he was on a hijacked plane… just before he was murdered. They mentioned that there were 20 mosques that located around the area where they lived, and that they would be ok with another one being built close to them, but they also asked for “understanding and sensitivity” when it comes to building one near ground zero.
Yet from the comments of NYC politicians and supporters of the mosque, we know that understanding and sensitivity will not be shown to the victims’ families nor reflect the wishes of voting New Yorkers. They will instead be shown to others who are apparently deemed more – not even equally but more – crucial to the future of NYC and the memories of those who perished in the terrorist attacks.
Here are a few youtube links on regarding this meeting:
Pamela Geller's full 2 minute speech from the meeting
a firefighter and first responder Tim Brown speaks A MUST SEE
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Dos enamorados, mirando la puesta de sol.
Dedicada a nata, que me regalo el disco!
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La infidelidad de la era informatica • Jorge Drexler:
Aquel mensaje que no debió haber leído
aquel botón que no debió haber pulsado
aquel consejo torpemente desoído
aquel espacio, era un espacio privado.
Pero no tuvo ni tendrá la sangre fría,
ni la mente clara y calculadora,
y aún creyendo saber en lo que se metía
abrió una tarde aquella caja de Pandora.
Y la obsesión
desencripta lo críptico
viola lo mágico
vence a la máquina;
y tarde o temprano
nada es secreto
en los vericuetos
de la informática.
Leyó a mordiscos en un lapso clandestino
tragando aquel dolor que se le atragantaba,
sintiendo claramente el riesgo, el desatino
de la pendiente aquella en la que se deslizaba.
Y en tres semanas que parecieron años
perdió las ganas de dormir y cinco kilos,
y en flashbacks de celos aún siguen llegando
las frases que nunca debió haber leído.
Y en esa espiral
la lógica duerme,
lo atávico al fin
sale del reposo;
y no hay contraseña,
prudencia, ni pin,
que aguante el embate
de un cracker celoso.
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I find out by chance about a procession “that is not marked on the web maps”, I can’t find anything about it even though I searched for a long time on the Internet, and yet the “report” seems true, a procession so little known is something I can’t let slip, I’ll go, then we’ll see; the procession, a mix of devotion and deep respect between the priest and the villagers, is there, it is celebrated in the village near Novara di Sicilia, called Badiavecchia, and “the Saint” is Saint Hugh the Abbott, patron saint of the village and of Novara di Sicilia itself. Personally, I am always fascinated by how events that happened centuries ago remain alive in popular devotion. In the film “Gladiator”, General Maximus Decimus Meridius (Russell Crowe) incites his legionaries against the barbarians in one scene and says, “What we do in life echoes in eternity!”, and this is exactly what happens with Sicilian religious processions and festivals. The celebrated Saints resemble an inexhaustible echo that reverberates in popular traditions. The story of Saint Hugh the Abbot (or Saint Hugh of Novara of Sicily) deserves an important historical preview, with Roger II, king of Sicily, (called the Norman), a unique figure especially if compared to his time, he was an enlightened and liberal king, who distinguished himself in the political panorama of those times, where massacring each other with the many wars seemed to be the only interest of the tyrants of the time; he was not interested in wars, Sicily under his guidance became a commercially and culturally flourishing island, also favored in this by its location in the center of the Mediterranean, a crossroads-hinge of three continents, between North and South, between East and West; the rest of the continent is at war against the infidels, Roger II instead welcomed all religions on the island, leaving freedom of worship to one's own god, thus a peaceful coexistence between Muslims and Christians is achieved, at the court of King Roger there are men of culture, intellectuals, even of Muslim origin, architects, masters of the arts and science, philosophy and politics; the three great cultures of the Mediterranean collaborated with each other, in Sicily the racial harmony and tolerance of King Roger, materialized in a unique reality present only in the his Sicily, which will last only 64 years, a happy period that will end with his death: Roger had demonstrated that an alternative was possible (this consideration is also valid for the terrible current events ...). This is to introduce Ugo (who was not yet a Saint in his lifetime), King Roger II wanted the construction of a monastery in Novara di Sicilia, begun in 1137, to be completed, and to do this he asked the abbot of Chiaravalle to send his monks (belonging to the Cistercian order) to the kingdom of Sicily. Ugo, a disciple of Saint Bernard of Chiaravalle, was among these monks, and he was entrusted with the management of the monastery; he died in Novara di Sicilia on November 17, but the year of his death is unknown; he was proclaimed patron saint of Novara di Sicilia in 1666, also becoming patron saint of the village of Badiavecchia. The procession I photographed was held in Badiavecchia, two things struck me, the relationship that existed between the priest Father Mario and his parishioners, a sincere relationship, of esteem, of brotherhood, comparable to that which can be experienced in a large extended family, the second thing, that unlike many processions-patron saint festivals, here there was no musical band, but a skilled violinist, followed by a collaborator who carried with her an amplified speaker, which served to spread and the poignant music made with the electronic violin, and the words of Don Mario amplified with a microphone, words that were said going to the various small neighborhoods (of Badiavecchia, and of Vallancazza, another village) stopping in front of the houses, with the parishioners listening at the door or in front of the windows, listening to the words of comfort said by Don Mario. I wanted to “tell with images” this very sweet procession, made above all with the heart, of a Sicily that has the appearance of a dizzying dive into the past, of a Sicily that still, evidently exists, but nevertheless difficult to find easily.
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Vengo a sapere in maniera del tutto casuale di una processione “che non è segnata sulle mappe del web”, non trovo nulla a riguardo pur avendo cercato a lungo su Internet, eppure la “segnalazione” sembra veritiera, una processione così poco conosciuta è una cosa che non posso lasciarmi sfuggire, vado, poi si vedrà; la processione, un misto di devozione e di profonda stima tra il sacerdote ed i paesani, c’è, si celebra nel borgo di Novara di Sicilia, chiamato Badiavecchia, ed “il festeggiato” è Sant’Ugo Abate, santo protettore del borgo e della stessa Novara di Sicilia. Personalmente sono sempre affascinato per come, eventi accaduti secoli addietro, restano sempre vivi nella devozione popolare, nel film “il Gladiatore” il generale Massimo Decimo Meridio (Russell Crowe) in una scena del film, incita i suoi legionari contro I barbari e dice ”ciò che facciamo in vita, riecheggia nell'eternità!”, ed è proprio questo quello che accade con le processioni-feste religiose Siciliane, i Santi festeggiati assomigliano ad una inesauribile eco, che si riverbera nelle tradizioni popolari. La storia di Sant’Ugo abate (o Sant’Ugo di Novara di Sicilia) merita una importante premessa di carattere storico, riguardo Ruggero II, che fu re di Sicilia, (detto il Normanno per le sue origini), figura unica soprattutto se rapportata al suo tempo, egli fu un re illuminato e liberale, distintosi nel panorama politico di quei tempi, ove il massacrarsi a vicenda con le tante guerre in corso sembrava essere l’unico interesse dei monarchi dell’epoca), a lui le guerre non lo interessavano, la Sicilia sotto la sua guida diviene una isola fiorente commercialmente e culturalmente, favorita in ciò anche dal suo trovarsi al centro del Mediterraneo, crocevia-cerniera di tre continenti, tra Settentrione e Meridione, tra Oriente ed Occidente; il resto del continente è in guerra contro gli infedeli musulmani, Ruggero II invece accoglie sull’isola tutte le religioni, lascia la libertà di culto nel proprio dio, si realizza così una serena convivenza tra musulmani e cristiani; alla corte di re Ruggero vi sono uomini di cultura, intellettuali, anche di origine musulmana, architetti, maestri nelle arti e nella scienza, nella filosofia e nella politica; le tre grandi culture del Mediterraneo collaborano tra loro, in Sicilia l’armonia razziale e la tolleranza volute da re Ruggero, si concretizzano in una realtà presente unicamente nella sua Sicilia, che durerà solo 64 anni, periodo felice che terminerà con la sua morte: Ruggero aveva dimostrato che una alternativa era possibile (questa considerazione vale anche per i terribili fatti d’attualità con le tante vittime civili a causa di guerre assurde…). Questo per introdurre Ugo (in vita ancora non era Santo), re Ruggero II desidera che venga completata la costruzione di un monastero a Novara di Sicilia iniziato nel 1137, per far ciò egli chiede all'abate di Chiaravalle di inviare nel regno di Sicilia i suoi monaci (appartenenti all’ordine dei cistercensi), Ugo, discepolo di san Bernardo di Chiaravalle, era tra questi monaci, ad gli venne affidata la conduzione del monastero; egli morì a Novara di Sicilia il 17 novembre, ma non se ne conosce l'anno della morte; egli fu proclamato patrono di Novara di Sicilia nel 1666, divenendo anche patrono del borgo di Novara detto Badiavecchia. La processione che ho fotografato si è tenuta proprio a Badiavecchia; due sono le cose che mi hanno colpito di questa processione (con giochi pirotecnici finali), il rapporto che c’era tra il sacerdote padre Mario ed i suoi parrocchiani, un rapporto sincero, di stima, di fratellanza, paragonabile a quello che si può vivere in una grande allargata famiglia, la seconda cosa, a differenza di molte processioni-feste patronali Siciliane, qui non c’era la banda musicale ad accompagnare la vara col santo, ma un abile, virtuoso violinista, al cui seguito una collaboratrice recava con se una cassa amplificata, la quale serviva a diffondere sia le struggenti musiche realizzate col violino elettronico, sia le parole di don Mario pronunciate con un microfono, parole che venivano dette ai fedeli in processione, recandosi tutti nei vari piccoli quartierini (di Badiavecchia, e di Vallancazza, altro borgo) soffermandosi di tanto in tanto davanti ad alcune abitazioni, con le parrocchiane/parrocchiani intenti ad ascoltare sull’uscio di casa o davanti alla finestra, ascoltando commossi le parole di conforto dette dal sacerdote don Mario. Ho desiderato “raccontare con immagini” questa dolcissima-serenissima processione, fatta soprattutto col cuore, di una Sicilia che ha l’aspetto di un vertiginoso tuffo nel passato, di una Sicilia che ancora esiste-e-resiste, ma purtuttavia non certo comune, da trovare non con estrema facilità.
Great Gransden boasts the oldest post mill in England, constructed around 1612 – though the claim is disputed by nearby Bourn. It has two storeys, with a flour-dressing machine, inscribed 1774 on the second floor. The mill ceased to operate about 1890. It was presented to the county council in 1950 and classified as an ancient monument in 1957. A restoration project was completed in 1984, and a more thorough restoration began in 2015. The mill still possesses its machinery. Newly constructed sails are due to be installed by 2022 but as the photo shows have yet to be installed. It can be viewed inside by appointment. A local legend claims a book of black magic entitled An Infidel's Bible was hidden in the mill in 1867, causing it to stop working. When the book was removed, the mill began to work again.
Mockeries.
ويلات واردز ووريورز تبث شبحًا مجهولًا يتكئ على شياطين ذبلت بألسنة أنفاسًا رائعة تتراجع أشباح دماء مأساوية,
crefft beryglus crebachiadau tarannol trallod noeth gwallgofrwydd meddyliau chwerw cythreuliaid oleuadau dydd beddau baledi cyferbyniol beichiogi,
ψευδώνυμο οικόπεδα συγκρουόμενα αφηγητές συλλαβικές μετρήσεις κείμενα ιπποσύνης μάγος παρελθόν μεσολάβηση αφηγήσεις βιρτουόζος αντιπαραβαλλόμενες μπαλάντες οκτοσυμπάδικο ζευγάρι,
Des portes enflammées Des degrés mélancoliques Une fierté diabolique Des sorts infidèles Un âge délirant Des durs traîtres Une chaleur blanchie Des guerres féroces Des pièces perverses,
глубокие сооружения, воображение, восторженные разочарования, душераздирающие ужасы, сильные подземелья, вопящие убийства, смутные революционные письма,
失礼な野蛮人の根本的な斥候のゴシック詩燃える表現乱された欲望高貴な欲望超自然的なボヘミアン崩壊劇化されたエゴイズム疎外アーティスト楽しむ.
Steve.D.Hammond.
A ti te quiero escribir este tema tan triste, que más que un lamento es agonía, rabia por tanto tiempo perdido de haberte entregado sin medidas mi corazón, y mi vida entera. A ti que nunca supiste valorar lo que te entregaba, a ti va este tema que está lleno de nostalgias…
Cuesta mucho olvidar, cada mañana que llega amanezco sin ganas de levantarme, porque te has llevado mi alegría, hoy veo sólo tristeza en mi camino. No supiste amarme, no te importaron mis lágrimas derramadas por ti. Hoy sé que necesito cosas nuevas en mi vida, porque si pienso en ti la vida se me irá, y no vale la pena. No, no lo vales, porque sólo yo amaba y tú te dejabas amar.
Seguramente vagaré por caminos muy oscuros tratando de encontrar de nuevo mi camino mientras el dolor que guardo se disuelva, porque yo misma me digo, que no puedo amar a alguien que no me ama de la misma manera que yo. Hoy sólo quiero cambiar mi vida, haré cosas nuevas, renovaré mi armario, voy a salir a mirar el sol, ver las estrellas por las noches, cosas que había olvidado hacer por estar siempre pendiente de ti. Ya no quiero más insomnios por tanto pensarte. Sólo me queda perdonarte por el daño que me has hecho, pedir a Dios que me de otra oportunidad de ser feliz, y olvidarme de ti, de ese falso amor que decías tenerme… Sí, te digo esto con todas mis fuerzas para que me escuches bien. Puedo dejar de amarte, sobretodo porque has sido alguien que no supo amar. Yo nada me guardé, todo te lo di. Nada te importó convertirme en una mujer triste y cabizbaja. Tus amores, tus infidelidades, terminaron con mis ganas de amarte más. Seguramente pasará mucho tiempo y aún te recordaré, te pensaré… y quizás nunca te olvide, pero… ¡fuiste un mal amor! Sólo Dios podrá quitarme estas cadenas para seguir con mi vida… Has jugado con muchas personas, algún día terminarás solo, sin nadie que te ame, y recordarás todo el daño que hiciste…
Hoy te quiero olvidar, no mereces el recuerdo…
Si, te lo digo, se puede dejar de querer.
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I find out by chance about a procession “that is not marked on the web maps”, I can’t find anything about it even though I searched for a long time on the Internet, and yet the “report” seems true, a procession so little known is something I can’t let slip, I’ll go, then we’ll see; the procession, a mix of devotion and deep respect between the priest and the villagers, is there, it is celebrated in the village near Novara di Sicilia, called Badiavecchia, and “the Saint” is Saint Hugh the Abbott, patron saint of the village and of Novara di Sicilia itself. Personally, I am always fascinated by how events that happened centuries ago remain alive in popular devotion. In the film “Gladiator”, General Maximus Decimus Meridius (Russell Crowe) incites his legionaries against the barbarians in one scene and says, “What we do in life echoes in eternity!”, and this is exactly what happens with Sicilian religious processions and festivals. The celebrated Saints resemble an inexhaustible echo that reverberates in popular traditions. The story of Saint Hugh the Abbot (or Saint Hugh of Novara of Sicily) deserves an important historical preview, with Roger II, king of Sicily, (called the Norman), a unique figure especially if compared to his time, he was an enlightened and liberal king, who distinguished himself in the political panorama of those times, where massacring each other with the many wars seemed to be the only interest of the tyrants of the time; he was not interested in wars, Sicily under his guidance became a commercially and culturally flourishing island, also favored in this by its location in the center of the Mediterranean, a crossroads-hinge of three continents, between North and South, between East and West; the rest of the continent is at war against the infidels, Roger II instead welcomed all religions on the island, leaving freedom of worship to one's own god, thus a peaceful coexistence between Muslims and Christians is achieved, at the court of King Roger there are men of culture, intellectuals, even of Muslim origin, architects, masters of the arts and science, philosophy and politics; the three great cultures of the Mediterranean collaborated with each other, in Sicily the racial harmony and tolerance of King Roger, materialized in a unique reality present only in the his Sicily, which will last only 64 years, a happy period that will end with his death: Roger had demonstrated that an alternative was possible (this consideration is also valid for the terrible current events ...). This is to introduce Ugo (who was not yet a Saint in his lifetime), King Roger II wanted the construction of a monastery in Novara di Sicilia, begun in 1137, to be completed, and to do this he asked the abbot of Chiaravalle to send his monks (belonging to the Cistercian order) to the kingdom of Sicily. Ugo, a disciple of Saint Bernard of Chiaravalle, was among these monks, and he was entrusted with the management of the monastery; he died in Novara di Sicilia on November 17, but the year of his death is unknown; he was proclaimed patron saint of Novara di Sicilia in 1666, also becoming patron saint of the village of Badiavecchia. The procession I photographed was held in Badiavecchia, two things struck me, the relationship that existed between the priest Father Mario and his parishioners, a sincere relationship, of esteem, of brotherhood, comparable to that which can be experienced in a large extended family, the second thing, that unlike many processions-patron saint festivals, here there was no musical band, but a skilled violinist, followed by a collaborator who carried with her an amplified speaker, which served to spread and the poignant music made with the electronic violin, and the words of Don Mario amplified with a microphone, words that were said going to the various small neighborhoods (of Badiavecchia, and of Vallancazza, another village) stopping in front of the houses, with the parishioners listening at the door or in front of the windows, listening to the words of comfort said by Don Mario. I wanted to “tell with images” this very sweet procession, made above all with the heart, of a Sicily that has the appearance of a dizzying dive into the past, of a Sicily that still, evidently exists, but nevertheless difficult to find easily.
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Vengo a sapere in maniera del tutto casuale di una processione “che non è segnata sulle mappe del web”, non trovo nulla a riguardo pur avendo cercato a lungo su Internet, eppure la “segnalazione” sembra veritiera, una processione così poco conosciuta è una cosa che non posso lasciarmi sfuggire, vado, poi si vedrà; la processione, un misto di devozione e di profonda stima tra il sacerdote ed i paesani, c’è, si celebra nel borgo di Novara di Sicilia, chiamato Badiavecchia, ed “il festeggiato” è Sant’Ugo Abate, santo protettore del borgo e della stessa Novara di Sicilia. Personalmente sono sempre affascinato per come, eventi accaduti secoli addietro, restano sempre vivi nella devozione popolare, nel film “il Gladiatore” il generale Massimo Decimo Meridio (Russell Crowe) in una scena del film, incita i suoi legionari contro I barbari e dice ”ciò che facciamo in vita, riecheggia nell'eternità!”, ed è proprio questo quello che accade con le processioni-feste religiose Siciliane, i Santi festeggiati assomigliano ad una inesauribile eco, che si riverbera nelle tradizioni popolari. La storia di Sant’Ugo abate (o Sant’Ugo di Novara di Sicilia) merita una importante premessa di carattere storico, riguardo Ruggero II, che fu re di Sicilia, (detto il Normanno per le sue origini), figura unica soprattutto se rapportata al suo tempo, egli fu un re illuminato e liberale, distintosi nel panorama politico di quei tempi, ove il massacrarsi a vicenda con le tante guerre in corso sembrava essere l’unico interesse dei monarchi dell’epoca), a lui le guerre non lo interessavano, la Sicilia sotto la sua guida diviene una isola fiorente commercialmente e culturalmente, favorita in ciò anche dal suo trovarsi al centro del Mediterraneo, crocevia-cerniera di tre continenti, tra Settentrione e Meridione, tra Oriente ed Occidente; il resto del continente è in guerra contro gli infedeli musulmani, Ruggero II invece accoglie sull’isola tutte le religioni, lascia la libertà di culto nel proprio dio, si realizza così una serena convivenza tra musulmani e cristiani; alla corte di re Ruggero vi sono uomini di cultura, intellettuali, anche di origine musulmana, architetti, maestri nelle arti e nella scienza, nella filosofia e nella politica; le tre grandi culture del Mediterraneo collaborano tra loro, in Sicilia l’armonia razziale e la tolleranza volute da re Ruggero, si concretizzano in una realtà presente unicamente nella sua Sicilia, che durerà solo 64 anni, periodo felice che terminerà con la sua morte: Ruggero aveva dimostrato che una alternativa era possibile (questa considerazione vale anche per i terribili fatti d’attualità con le tante vittime civili a causa di guerre assurde…). Questo per introdurre Ugo (in vita ancora non era Santo), re Ruggero II desidera che venga completata la costruzione di un monastero a Novara di Sicilia iniziato nel 1137, per far ciò egli chiede all'abate di Chiaravalle di inviare nel regno di Sicilia i suoi monaci (appartenenti all’ordine dei cistercensi), Ugo, discepolo di san Bernardo di Chiaravalle, era tra questi monaci, ad gli venne affidata la conduzione del monastero; egli morì a Novara di Sicilia il 17 novembre, ma non se ne conosce l'anno della morte; egli fu proclamato patrono di Novara di Sicilia nel 1666, divenendo anche patrono del borgo di Novara detto Badiavecchia. La processione che ho fotografato si è tenuta proprio a Badiavecchia; due sono le cose che mi hanno colpito di questa processione (con giochi pirotecnici finali), il rapporto che c’era tra il sacerdote padre Mario ed i suoi parrocchiani, un rapporto sincero, di stima, di fratellanza, paragonabile a quello che si può vivere in una grande allargata famiglia, la seconda cosa, a differenza di molte processioni-feste patronali Siciliane, qui non c’era la banda musicale ad accompagnare la vara col santo, ma un abile, virtuoso violinista, al cui seguito una collaboratrice recava con se una cassa amplificata, la quale serviva a diffondere sia le struggenti musiche realizzate col violino elettronico, sia le parole di don Mario pronunciate con un microfono, parole che venivano dette ai fedeli in processione, recandosi tutti nei vari piccoli quartierini (di Badiavecchia, e di Vallancazza, altro borgo) soffermandosi di tanto in tanto davanti ad alcune abitazioni, con le parrocchiane/parrocchiani intenti ad ascoltare sull’uscio di casa o davanti alla finestra, ascoltando commossi le parole di conforto dette dal sacerdote don Mario. Ho desiderato “raccontare con immagini” questa dolcissima-serenissima processione, fatta soprattutto col cuore, di una Sicilia che ha l’aspetto di un vertiginoso tuffo nel passato, di una Sicilia che ancora esiste-e-resiste, ma purtuttavia non certo comune, da trovare non con estrema facilità.
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Bien sûr il y a les guerres d'Irlande
Et les peuplades sans musique
Bien sûr tout ce manque de tendres
Il n'y a plus d'Amérique
Bien sûr l'argent n'a pas d'odeur
Mais pas d'odeur me monte au nez
Bien sûr on marche sur les fleurs
Mais voir un ami pleurer!
Bien sûr il y a nos défaites
Et puis la mort qui est tout au bout
Nos corps inclinent déjà la tête
Étonnés d'être encore debout
Bien sûr les femmes infidèles
Et les oiseaux assassinés
Bien sûr nos coeurs perdent leurs ailes
Mais voir un ami pleurer!
Bien sûr ces villes épuisées
Par ces enfants de cinquante ans
Notre impuissance à les aider
Et nos amours qui ont mal aux dents
Bien sûr le temps qui va trop vite
Ces métros remplis de noyés
La vérité qui nous évite
Mais voir un ami pleurer!
Bien sûr nos miroirs sont intègres
Ni le courage d'être juifs
Ni l'élégance d'être nègres
On se croit mèche on n'est que suif
Et tous ces hommes qui sont nos frères
Tellement qu'on n'est plus étonnés
Que par amour ils nous lacèrent
Mais voir un ami pleurer!
Jacques Brel
" Les belles infos du canard "
Ce n'est pas le port d'Amsterdam, dailleurs ça ne sent pas la morue et il n'y a pas de femmes infidèles ... Ah ?.. On m'explique à l'instant que je serais très mal informé !.
Blessed Giovannino Costa was a shepherd, and on Saturday 2 April 1468 he was returning from Tortona, where he had gone to sell eggs and butter. Arriving in the Scorticavacca area, he was killed by ‘infidels’. The boy was found some time later, while around him stood his flock of sheep, kneeling as if weeping over the death of his keeper.
Les Bethmalais
"La légende des sabots de Bethmale
C’était vers l’an mil. les "Mores" ne cessaient de porter les armes dans les vallées pyrénéennes, sous la conduite de leur chef Al-Mansour.
Dans la vallée de "Valmale" (Bethmale), ils avaient pris le château fort de Brame-Vaque et se conduisaient en conquérants exigeants.
Ces "Mores" avaient grande allure, étaient des guerriers cruels et voluptueux ; ils s’imposèrent bientôt à la population "faible", les femmes et les vieux, et peu à peu la vie s’organisa avec beaucoup de fêtes et de danses, qui réjouirent maintes jeunes filles...Les sabots bethmalais
Hélas, combien de coeurs de jeunes bethmalais furent ainsi torturés, délaissés ? Beaucoup sans doute car peu à peu on ne les vit plus redescendre des "bourdaous". Ils restaient tous là -haut. Réunis dans la souffrance et la haine, ils travaillaient à décupler leurs force et leur agilité, ruminant une vengeance terrible. Chacun forgeait son arme : arc, flêches, épieux, lances. Un seul obstinément, creusait une paire de sabots... mais la pointe en était longue et effilée et tous de s’en moquer.
Un jour des émissaires venant de la plaine leur annoncèrent que les "Mores" avaient subi une grande défaite vers la Méditerranée et qu’au village ils dansaient et buvaient encore toutes les nuits...
Ce fut décidé : tous furent debout, armés et sans bruit, descendirent de la montagne.
Tout dormait dans l’alcool... tout fut massacré sans réveil.
Au petit jour, au son d’un "hillet" vainqueur tous les jeunes gens défilèrent dans les villages, portant sur leurs épieux les têtes des vaincus.
Pâle et maigre, le premier avait sur la pointe hautement effilée de ses sabots, deux morceaux de chair sanguinolante... Les coeurs de sa fiancé et de son séducteur...
"Aouito pla aco, catin ! E qué servichio dé léçoun !"
(Regardez bien, filles infidèles ! Que cela vous serve de leçon !)
Et l’histoire raconte que la leçon ne dura pas longtemps... mais que depuis ce jour, le "noubio" (fiancé) les offre à sa fiancé avec un coeur gravé au bas de la longue pointe.
Cric-crac, moun coundé es acabatch !"
(source : bethmalais.com)
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You are never insecure of yourself... You are never insecure of me because you know I give loyalty to those who are not infidels... You let me wear my tiara and be your princess without any hate in your heart... You are a GENTLE SOUL and a MAN OF FEW WORDS... Your voice soothes my aches and fears.
You are the perfect gift for my birthday...
You are perfect for me my friend - Alejandro.
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I don't want to hear sad songs anymore
I only want to hear love songs
I found my heart up in this place tonight
Don't want to sing mad songs anymore
Only want to sing your song
Cause your song's got me feeling like I'm
I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love
Yeah, you know your song's got me feeling like I'm...
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I find out by chance about a procession “that is not marked on the web maps”, I can’t find anything about it even though I searched for a long time on the Internet, and yet the “report” seems true, a procession so little known is something I can’t let slip, I’ll go, then we’ll see; the procession, a mix of devotion and deep respect between the priest and the villagers, is there, it is celebrated in the village near Novara di Sicilia, called Badiavecchia, and “the Saint” is Saint Hugh the Abbott, patron saint of the village and of Novara di Sicilia itself. Personally, I am always fascinated by how events that happened centuries ago remain alive in popular devotion. In the film “Gladiator”, General Maximus Decimus Meridius (Russell Crowe) incites his legionaries against the barbarians in one scene and says, “What we do in life echoes in eternity!”, and this is exactly what happens with Sicilian religious processions and festivals. The celebrated Saints resemble an inexhaustible echo that reverberates in popular traditions. The story of Saint Hugh the Abbot (or Saint Hugh of Novara of Sicily) deserves an important historical preview, with Roger II, king of Sicily, (called the Norman), a unique figure especially if compared to his time, he was an enlightened and liberal king, who distinguished himself in the political panorama of those times, where massacring each other with the many wars seemed to be the only interest of the tyrants of the time; he was not interested in wars, Sicily under his guidance became a commercially and culturally flourishing island, also favored in this by its location in the center of the Mediterranean, a crossroads-hinge of three continents, between North and South, between East and West; the rest of the continent is at war against the infidels, Roger II instead welcomed all religions on the island, leaving freedom of worship to one's own god, thus a peaceful coexistence between Muslims and Christians is achieved, at the court of King Roger there are men of culture, intellectuals, even of Muslim origin, architects, masters of the arts and science, philosophy and politics; the three great cultures of the Mediterranean collaborated with each other, in Sicily the racial harmony and tolerance of King Roger, materialized in a unique reality present only in the his Sicily, which will last only 64 years, a happy period that will end with his death: Roger had demonstrated that an alternative was possible (this consideration is also valid for the terrible current events ...). This is to introduce Ugo (who was not yet a Saint in his lifetime), King Roger II wanted the construction of a monastery in Novara di Sicilia, begun in 1137, to be completed, and to do this he asked the abbot of Chiaravalle to send his monks (belonging to the Cistercian order) to the kingdom of Sicily. Ugo, a disciple of Saint Bernard of Chiaravalle, was among these monks, and he was entrusted with the management of the monastery; he died in Novara di Sicilia on November 17, but the year of his death is unknown; he was proclaimed patron saint of Novara di Sicilia in 1666, also becoming patron saint of the village of Badiavecchia. The procession I photographed was held in Badiavecchia, two things struck me, the relationship that existed between the priest Father Mario and his parishioners, a sincere relationship, of esteem, of brotherhood, comparable to that which can be experienced in a large extended family, the second thing, that unlike many processions-patron saint festivals, here there was no musical band, but a skilled violinist, followed by a collaborator who carried with her an amplified speaker, which served to spread and the poignant music made with the electronic violin, and the words of Don Mario amplified with a microphone, words that were said going to the various small neighborhoods (of Badiavecchia, and of Vallancazza, another village) stopping in front of the houses, with the parishioners listening at the door or in front of the windows, listening to the words of comfort said by Don Mario. I wanted to “tell with images” this very sweet procession, made above all with the heart, of a Sicily that has the appearance of a dizzying dive into the past, of a Sicily that still, evidently exists, but nevertheless difficult to find easily.
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Vengo a sapere in maniera del tutto casuale di una processione “che non è segnata sulle mappe del web”, non trovo nulla a riguardo pur avendo cercato a lungo su Internet, eppure la “segnalazione” sembra veritiera, una processione così poco conosciuta è una cosa che non posso lasciarmi sfuggire, vado, poi si vedrà; la processione, un misto di devozione e di profonda stima tra il sacerdote ed i paesani, c’è, si celebra nel borgo di Novara di Sicilia, chiamato Badiavecchia, ed “il festeggiato” è Sant’Ugo Abate, santo protettore del borgo e della stessa Novara di Sicilia. Personalmente sono sempre affascinato per come, eventi accaduti secoli addietro, restano sempre vivi nella devozione popolare, nel film “il Gladiatore” il generale Massimo Decimo Meridio (Russell Crowe) in una scena del film, incita i suoi legionari contro I barbari e dice ”ciò che facciamo in vita, riecheggia nell'eternità!”, ed è proprio questo quello che accade con le processioni-feste religiose Siciliane, i Santi festeggiati assomigliano ad una inesauribile eco, che si riverbera nelle tradizioni popolari. La storia di Sant’Ugo abate (o Sant’Ugo di Novara di Sicilia) merita una importante premessa di carattere storico, riguardo Ruggero II, che fu re di Sicilia, (detto il Normanno per le sue origini), figura unica soprattutto se rapportata al suo tempo, egli fu un re illuminato e liberale, distintosi nel panorama politico di quei tempi, ove il massacrarsi a vicenda con le tante guerre in corso sembrava essere l’unico interesse dei monarchi dell’epoca), a lui le guerre non lo interessavano, la Sicilia sotto la sua guida diviene una isola fiorente commercialmente e culturalmente, favorita in ciò anche dal suo trovarsi al centro del Mediterraneo, crocevia-cerniera di tre continenti, tra Settentrione e Meridione, tra Oriente ed Occidente; il resto del continente è in guerra contro gli infedeli musulmani, Ruggero II invece accoglie sull’isola tutte le religioni, lascia la libertà di culto nel proprio dio, si realizza così una serena convivenza tra musulmani e cristiani; alla corte di re Ruggero vi sono uomini di cultura, intellettuali, anche di origine musulmana, architetti, maestri nelle arti e nella scienza, nella filosofia e nella politica; le tre grandi culture del Mediterraneo collaborano tra loro, in Sicilia l’armonia razziale e la tolleranza volute da re Ruggero, si concretizzano in una realtà presente unicamente nella sua Sicilia, che durerà solo 64 anni, periodo felice che terminerà con la sua morte: Ruggero aveva dimostrato che una alternativa era possibile (questa considerazione vale anche per i terribili fatti d’attualità con le tante vittime civili a causa di guerre assurde…). Questo per introdurre Ugo (in vita ancora non era Santo), re Ruggero II desidera che venga completata la costruzione di un monastero a Novara di Sicilia iniziato nel 1137, per far ciò egli chiede all'abate di Chiaravalle di inviare nel regno di Sicilia i suoi monaci (appartenenti all’ordine dei cistercensi), Ugo, di nazionalità francese, discepolo di san Bernardo di Chiaravalle, era tra questi monaci, ad gli venne affidata la conduzione del monastero; egli morì a Novara di Sicilia il 17 novembre, ma non se ne conosce l'anno della morte; egli fu proclamato patrono di Novara di Sicilia nel 1666, divenendo anche patrono del borgo di Novara detto Badiavecchia. La processione che ho fotografato si è tenuta proprio a Badiavecchia; due sono le cose che mi hanno colpito di questa processione (con giochi pirotecnici finali), il rapporto che c’era tra il sacerdote padre Mario ed i suoi parrocchiani, un rapporto sincero, di stima, di fratellanza, paragonabile a quello che si può vivere in una grande allargata famiglia, la seconda cosa, a differenza di molte processioni-feste patronali Siciliane, qui non c’era la banda musicale ad accompagnare la vara col santo, ma un abile, virtuoso violinista, al cui seguito una collaboratrice recava con se una cassa amplificata, la quale serviva a diffondere sia le struggenti musiche realizzate col violino elettronico, sia le parole di don Mario pronunciate con un microfono, parole che venivano dette ai fedeli in processione, recandosi tutti nei vari piccoli quartierini (di Badiavecchia, e di Vallancazza, altro borgo) soffermandosi di tanto in tanto davanti ad alcune abitazioni, con le parrocchiane/parrocchiani intenti ad ascoltare sull’uscio di casa o davanti alla finestra, ascoltando commossi le parole di conforto dette dal sacerdote don Mario. Ho desiderato “raccontare con immagini” questa dolcissima-serenissima processione, fatta soprattutto col cuore, di una Sicilia che ha l’aspetto di un vertiginoso tuffo nel passato, di una Sicilia che ancora esiste-e-resiste, ma purtuttavia non certo comune, da trovare non con estrema facilità.